Our moans filled the air as Harper’s cock filled me, my arse squeezing tightly around his shaft. He didn’t have the biggest cock, but I’d never been a size queen. Any dick was a good dick in my opinion.
I watched his face as I took every inch, trying to memorize his expression. Pleasure suited him and I loved the way he took what he wanted. He deserved to be cherished and treasured, to have every one of his needs and desires met,no, exceeded.
And I wanted to give him everything.
I groaned as I slowly began to roll my hips, giving myself time to adjust to the stretch and burn. Harper’s hands tightened on my waist as he planted his feet on the bed, pushing his cock even deeper. “Ride me,” he said. “Show me what you can do.”
Another moan fell from my lips as I nodded, putting one hand behind me on his thigh so I could lean slightly backwards, arching my spine and showing off my body. It might be a littlemore battered these days, but I worked hard and I liked being on display for him.
Harper made me feel sexier than I had in years, and I wanted to embrace that.
My other hand went to my chest as I began to ride him, teasing my nipple and making myself groan. My thigh muscles complained a little at the unusual action, but all that faded away as pleasure took over.
But with my hand behind me, there was only so much I could do…
It was an easy fix, though.
I moved my hand to his stomach, using him for balance as I rose up and slammed down on his cock, groaning at the delicious feeling of being filled so hard and fast. That was what I’d wanted, what I’d been waiting for ever since I’d realised I needed him to fuck me.
Harper’s hands gripped me tightly, helping to stabilise me as I bounced on his cock. His expression was one of awe and need, like he couldn’t believe he got to have this.
I couldn’t believe it either.
“So fucking beautiful,” I said, growling the words out as I used his cock to hammer my prostate. I was already close, heat sliding down my spine as my cock throbbed.
I wanted to tell him he was mine.
That I needed him more than anything.
But I knew it would be too much.
“Want you to come,” Harper said. “Please. I wanna feel it.”
“Can’t wait until you can come inside me,” I said, my muscles burning as I tried to keep my pace up. This sort of movement definitely wasn’t covered by rugby training. “Then I’ll be able to fill you up too.”
Harper groaned, a wild look in his eyes, hips jerking as he thrust up into me. Our pace and coordination was sloppy anddesperate, verging on fucking feral, but it was exactly what I needed.
His name was a broken moan on my tongue as I came, slamming down hard onto his cock as my orgasm shot through me. Cum splashed across our skin as my arse squeezed around him. The intensity of the feeling caught me by surprise and I threw out my other hand to catch myself as my chest heaved and my legs shook.
Harper was still fucking me, his cock pounding into me and drawing my orgasm out until little spots burst in my vision. And when he came, I felt his cock pulse and wished he was filling me with his load instead of the condom.
My legs felt like jelly but I didn’t want to stay seated on him for too long in case I hurt him, so I slowly lifted myself and flopped onto the bed. I was still breathing heavily, but I hoped the smile on my face said it all.
“That was… fuck,” I said, dragging myself up to stretch out beside him and laughing breathlessly when no more words appeared.
“Did I make you speechless?” Harper asked as he carefully removed the condom and grabbed a tissue from the box beside the bed to wrap it up in.
“Just a bit.”
He grinned and leant over to kiss me. “You’re welcome.”
“Thank you.” I kissed him again, knowing I should go back to my room but wanting to stay just a little bit longer.
There was a moment of silence, and then Harper said, “You know, if you want a drink, I’ve got some hot chocolate next door. And some biscuits. Fancy a midnight snack?”
“Like I said before,” I said, stealing another kiss and smiling against his lips. “You’re fucking perfect, sunshine!”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
