Yes, please.
Be ready at seven. We’ll eat dinner then go to mine.
I smile at the fact that he’s interested in taking me out before bringing me home. It’s got to mean this is more than just sex to him. That I’m more than just a conquest.
I’ll be ready…
Harrison takes me to a fantastic little Italian restaurant before we head to his place. He walks me to the car with one hand on my lower back like always, making me swoon a little. Once in the car, he laces his fingers with mine. My heart does a little somersault at the act. Not something I ever thought a man like Harrison would do, especially not of his own accord.
When we get to his place, he presses a kiss to the back of my hand before releasing me to get out. Before I know it, we are in his elevator, and the sexual tension has gone from a quiet buzz to an overwhelming hum. The way he’s looking at me tells me he feels the same pull that I do. Somehow, we make it to his penthouse before we crash into each other.
Lips and tongues duel for control as our hands make quick work of stripping each other out of our clothes. The passion between us is too much to deny, and I wouldn’t want to if I could.
“Fuck, I’ve been hard for you all day,” Harrison growls into my neck as he kisses and nips my sensitive skin.
“I’ve been wet… so wet. I want you, Harrison. Fuck me.”
He lets out a feral noise unlike anything I’ve heard before and lifts me up, pinning me to the wall. Memories of that first elevator ride fill my mind. Only this time, we are naked, and he’s about to bury his cock inside me instead of rubbing me off through my clothes.
Reality is so much better than imagination.
Harrison pauses for just a second to roll the condom from his wallet on, and then he’s buried to the hilt inside my needy pussy. My head hits the wall behind me as I cry out. He doesn’t take his time. There’s no finesse to it. This is a raw, hard fucking that is exactly what we both need.
It’s this moment that I realize what I’ve been missing in my life—Harrison. Now I just need to tread the line between falling for him and enjoying the time we have.
“So damn tight, baby. Fuck. That’s it, milk my cock,” he growls.
My nails dig into his shoulders as he crashes his lips to mine, kissing me with just as much fierceness as he’s fucking me with his thick cock. With a firm grip on my ass with one hand, the other moves up to tangle in my hair, pulling my head back and causing me to arch against the wall. I let out a low groan when his lips find my neck. He sucks and nips at the sensitive skin. A line of pleasure runs from my neck to my nipples, causing them to harden in my bra.
Harrison’s cock shuttles in and out, stroking all the right places. I can’t hold back the sounds that are falling from my lips. He steals another kiss from me, my mouth is hungry on mine, and I’m just as starved for his kisses.
My pussy clenches around him, pleasure rippling through my body. I’m dancing on the edge of release. Each thrust of his thick cock pushes me that much closer to heaven.
“Harrison!” I rip my lips from his to cry out his name, unable to tamp down my pleasure.
His fingers bite into my ass as he cants my hips. Stars flash in my vision as his cock rubs directly over my G-spot. Over and over, he strokes that magical bundle of nerves. Then he slips a hand between our bodies and rubs my clit with his thumb. Those stars turn into a supernova as my orgasm blows through me.
“That’s it, come on my cock,” he growls, sounding more like a feral animal than man.
“Yes!” I scream, clawing at his shoulders to try and hold myself in my body. The orgasm shakes me apart.
Harrison groans into my neck, and I feel his cock jerk inside me as his own release takes control. His hand slaps down on the wall beside my head, and I get the feeling that it’s the only thing holding us up. I know if it weren’t for his other hand on my ass and me being pinned to the wall, I’d be a puddle on the floor.
Endless seconds pass until Harrison straightens and carries me to his bedroom. He lays me on the bed while he disposes of the condom. I luxuriate in the amazingly soft bed that smells of Harrison. It’s the best way to come down from the best orgasm of my life. Now, if only Harrison was in bed with me.
I think about the last two days and blush. I don’t think virgins are supposed to have sex like this. Everything feels so natural with Harrison though. It’s like I instinctually know what he’s going to do next and how to move with him—like we are meant to be. That’s a dangerous thought.
He comes back from the bathroom with a cloth and cleans me between my legs. I’m both embarrassed and turned on by his care. He tosses the towel away and crawls into the bed beside me. My heart speeds up, pounding in my chest, as he pulls me into his arms. I do my best to calm my overactive emotions and relax into him.
Butterflies take flight in my stomach. This is more than just casual sex. It’s got to be… at least it is for me. I could kick myself for letting emotions get involved so quickly. Some small part ofme knew that would happen and it would end up that way. I just hoped it wouldn’t happen so soon… that we would have more time.
I’m in trouble.
I push away those thoughts, trying to live in the moment. Enjoy what I have while I have it.
“What are you thinking so hard about?” Harrison asks, his hand running up and down my spine, relaxing me—calming my racing thoughts.
“It’s nothing…”
