“Yes?” I said, almost panting.
He licked his bottom lip. “I’m going to strip you down, and then I’m going to taste you, and I need you to come. Can you do that for me, baby?”
I nodded, mouth parted in a welcome surprise. “Yes, please.”
He gave me a tiny smile, and then his face went all too serious as his hands went to my shorts, undoing them. Without breaking eye contact with me, I lifted my bottom as he slid my shorts and panties down and off. And now I was totally exposed to him in the dimly lit dining room, curves, softness, flaws, and all. I didn’t feel this was the most flattering pose for me, but the way he took me in made me think he wasn’t concerned about any rolls and dimples I had.
He sucked in a breath, eyes taking their time running over every inch of me with the most enraptured smile. Was I that beautiful to him? Was I what he imagined all these years later, even at my big girl age?
I wanted to ask him, but also, I was so heated from pure lust that I just waited for him in eager anticipation. And he did not make me wait long.
“Spread your legs wider, baby,” he said.
I followed his orders, and he stepped between my thighs. He moved in and kissed me again, his mouth like the sweetest liquid. “Well, aren’t you fucking gorgeous,” he whispered as he pulled away and then lowered himself to greet my pussy.
I preened under his attention and then felt my life force leave my body at the first swipe of his tongue over my dripping clit. He clutched my hips, and I leaned back as he ran his tongue over my lower lips and then circled my clit once more. He continued thismovement with his mouth, at various speeds, until he found the one that made me tremble.
“Put your feet on my shoulders,” he said, breaking away from my center momentarily. “Hmm, I like your flavor. I could do this all night. It was definitely worth the wait.”
I did as he said, feeling giddy from his words. I then placed my hand back into his hair, gripping the strands as I ground my hips to meet his licks. He greedily licked my clit and sucked, and I thought I saw stars. I had never felt this intensely, at least not without having to give more hands-on instructions. He was a quick learner. He always was.
I cursed and begged, my body tensing as an impending climax rushed to my core. His mouth worked faster over my clit, rotating between licking and sucking until I could take no more, and I exploded with a body-shaking orgasm. He continued as I shuddered, calling out his name. I’d never come twice in a row, my body too sensitive, and I begged him to release me before I died.
He chuckled and looked up at me. His lips were glistening with my essence, and I felt a little guilty. Just a little. He didn’t seem to mind as he licked his lips, standing up. I was still quite exposed on the counter and already searching for my clothes, but he didn’t give me the opportunity. Instead, he picked me up and walked us to the stairs.
“Is it bedtime already?” I asked, feeling surprisingly comfortable in his arms and impressed with his ease of picking me up.
“Yes, but we don’t have to sleep. Do you want to sleep?”
Hell no. I shook my head. “Do you?”
He lifted a brow as he climbed the steps. “Oh, no, princess. I want to do very bad things to you. You going to let me do that?”
I think my pussy clenched. I had no idea what he meant, but I wanted it. I wanted Harris Tolsen. He walked us into what I hadassumed was his room, since it was the largest bedroom, and then carefully lowered me to the bed.
This was going to happen. Was I ready? What if it wasn’t good? Would we be awkward and never speak again? I could live with that, right? I hadn’t spoken to him in fifteen years. I could do it again.
No, I didn’t want to do it again. I wanted him, bad sex and all. We could work it out. Why did I even think it would be bad? This was decades in the making. Fate brought us back together. It had to be good.
Harris tilted his head to the side, standing over me with patient eyes, and I realized he had asked a question that required an answer. I gulped, ready to risk it all. “Yes, please.”
He chuckled and then pulled his shirt over his head. “I like it when you tell me yes.”
Freaking wow. His body was insane. The guy was in shape. He’d always been fit, but now he was a grown man, fit and filled out in all the right places. He had a few tattoos, one covering his left defined pec and connecting to his left muscular arm, resulting in a sleeve tattoo. He had amazing abs and that delicious V shape of his pelvis leading to the top of his pants. Damn, he was hot. I tried to play it cool by keeping my gaze neutral, but it was a challenge. I would take a picture of him and hang him on my bedroom wall if I were a teenager.
He wasted no more time and pulled down his shorts and briefs in one go. I tried my hardest to focus on his thick, toned thighs, thick thighs saving lives and all that, but his dick was giving main character energy because are you kidding me? He was freaking large. I wasn’t shocked; he was an orc. Nothing about them was small. I blinked several times, legs closing. He was hard, and it was actually quite beautiful, dark green, slightly veined, and glistening at the tip.
He climbed onto the bed and balanced over me before kissing my forehead. “I’m not going to hurt you, princess. We’re going to take it slow, and if that means we don’t do more tonight, then that’s fine with me. We could just cuddle if you want.”
I smiled; he had read my mind. “I love a good naked cuddle.”
He gave a curt nod and moved behind me, that behemoth between his legs pressing against my back. In what world did he think I could cuddle with that behind me? I would never be able to go to sleep tonight without at least trying.
I was lying naked in a bed with Harris. This felt surreal. I twisted around and looked back over his body, my core tightening again. He was an Adonis. Did he even eat junk food? Yes, he did. He ate pizza. I saw him earlier. I reached out and touched the tip of his dick, and he jerked in response. “Careful, baby. I thought we were just going to go to sleep.”
I rolled my eyes. “You know I can’t do that.”
“Very well.” He then lifted his index and middle finger and stuck them in his mouth before moving the fingers between my legs and finding my clit. I instantly moaned. Everything he did was just so damn sexy. He didn’t even need to wet his fingers; I was already there.
