Harveyfelt good. Being with him felt good, knowing he was here with me felt good. He’d always felt like that, like the place he belonged was within arm’s reach of me.
The way our bodies moved together felt like confirmation that I was right to feel that way. Even in the beginning, even the first time we’d done this, we’d known where to touch, and how hard to squeeze, and how fast to go.
We knew all of each other’s secrets, even the ones we didn’t know we knew.
Harvey’s fingers tightened on my butt, his hips rocking, hard cock catching the edge of my sweater as it rubbed against my stomach, smearing precome all over my skin. I’d never been on the receiving end of that like this, and I couldn’t believe how hot it was to know that what I was doing turned him on. That Harvey was getting off on having my cock inside him, deep and hard.
Time stopped for us as we rocked together, hands roaming, breaths catching, mouths kissing and tasting and biting, Harvey’s teeth digging into my lower lip, my fingers curled around his shoulder.
“I’m not gonna break, Ig,” Harvey murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He’d done that so many times now that I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to let anyone else do it again. “You don’t have to be so careful.”
“I don’t want it to be over,” I said, and I meant the sex, I meant I didn’t want to come yet, but…
It came out sounding like I meant something else.
And maybe I did mean something else, and maybe I didn’t want to think about how much I meant it.
Harvey gripped my hair to pull me in for a kiss, teeth scraping my lip, thighs tightening around my waist, suddenly all urgency and need.
Maybe he didn’t hate the sound of something else. Maybe this meant a lot to both of us.
“I’ll wait for you,” Harvey promised. “But I want you to take what you need.”
What Ineededwas for Harvey to stay in Otter Bay and share my hammock and my couch and my bed and mylife.
Harvey moaned, low and shaky, and I only realized then that I’d sped up, that my body was paying attention to him even if my brain wanted to mope.
No moping. I still had this beautiful, impossible man for the night, and I was going to make the most of him.
“Harv,” I gasped, voice breaking as his thighs squeezed me tight. I wanted this to feel good for him, I wanted to give him everything, I wanted him to remember this always.
“Right here, Ig,” Harvey said, voice strained and tight but still so kind, stillmyHarvey.
The white-hot rush of my orgasm hit all of a sudden, all my senses overwhelmed for a heartbeat, nothing but the feel of Harvey holding me and the whooshing of blood in my ears filtering through for a few seconds.
Damn.
When I came back to myself, Harvey was slumped back into the pillows, cheeks flushed, eyes glazed, panting softly.
“Did you…?”
“Yeah,” Harvey gasped, nodding and then collapsing again, eyes closed and lips slack.
I pressed the world’s softest kiss to them and hoped he could feel how much he meant to me.
* * *
Once we’d cleaned up—Ihad the foresight to bring wet wipes, and I was proud of myself for that—we made a nest in the pillows, laughing as we snuggled up with each other.
“Clear night,” Harvey said as I leaned against his chest, sighing happily as he threw an arm around me.
“I bribed Mother Nature with coffee,” I said. “To keep the clouds away.”
Harvey chuckled, holding me a little tighter, brushing a kiss against my temple. “I believe it. But I believe she would’ve done it just to make you smile.”
Silence fell between us for a handful of heartbeats, just the sounds of the waves crashing on the cliffs below, the call of an owl in the distance, and the breeze rustling through the maples.
“Missed this,” Harvey said eventually.
