Harper Winslow choseme.
I’m so high on love I feel like I’ve taken eclipse. My skin is buzzing as I pull her into my office and lock us inside, muffling the sounds of the speakeasy. This night is surreal. She’s here with me. She’smine.
My lips are back on Harper’s within a second. I press her against the door with my whole body. She’s breathless, her breasts swelling over the top of her little white dress. Harper is petite in my arms and so unbelievably pretty, flushed from kissing. She fists the collar of my shirt like she’ll fall if she lets go.
“You have no concept of how much I fucking love you, Harper. I love you. I love you. Iloveyou. It feels so good to say those words to you.”
“I love you too.” Her eyes are glassy with happiness. She laughs and the sound is like heaven. “You named your speakeasy after me.”
“It’salwaysbeen you, Harper. I tried to move on but you’ve never left my mind, not even for one second.”
“I’ve been broken without you?—”
I hush her with another kiss. “We have a fresh start. No more pain. No anger. I’m leaving it all in the past. You are my everything, Harper. We’ll never spend another day apart.”
Grabbing Harper’s waist, I set her on my desk and kiss her again, slower this time. Deeper, drinking her in. Her hips shift toward me, pressing against the hardness in my pants.
My hands slide up beneath her dress, grasping her thighs. I slip her panties off and drop them to the floor, then trail kisses down her body as I lower to my knees.
She watches me, breathing hard in anticipation. I kiss the inside of her thigh, slow and deliberate. Then again, higher.
“Yes, please, Felix,” she begs.
I glance up at her, my lips hovering between the top of her legs. “Say my name again. You sound so fucking good moaning it while I’m between your legs.” I kiss her pussy, tasting her for the first time in too long.
Harper gasps, her hips jolting and her thighs tensing around my shoulders. She grips the desk to brace herself. “Oh, god, Felix. Yes.”
“You taste incredible.”
I lick and suck her clit, enjoying every shudder and moan I draw from her. Harper’s fingers tangle in my hair as she rocks against my tongue, seeking more friction.
She claps a hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. “I’m going tocome already.”
“So responsive. Don’t cover that pretty mouth of yours. I want to hear what I do to you. I don’t care what anyone outside this office hears. You’re mine and everyone will know it.”
Her heels dig into my back as I continue fucking her with my tongue. She’s quivering against my mouth. Her fingers tighten in my hair and her thighs clench around my head. Harper’s cries grow louder, coming to a peak as she screams my name.
Her hips buck, riding my face with the arrival of her orgasm. I don’t let up, devouring her as she writhes in ecstasy. I’m throbbing in my pants, feral over the high-pitched sounds I’m drawing from her.
Harper is still shaking when I rise to my feet. “Felix,please. I need you inside me.”
I undo my belt, freeing my aching cock, and wrap Harper’s legs around me. With one hard thrust, I bury myself deep inside her. We both groan at the intense connection, her walls clenching my dick. I can’t think straight, so overwhelmed with pleasure and that I have Harper back.MyHarper. My everything.
“Fuck.” I’m so loud, I’m certain any workers passing this office will hear we’re having sex in here. “This is where my cock belongs. You’re mine.”
Harper nods, gasping in agreement, clinging to me. I want to be slow and savor this moment, but the hold this woman has on me is too overwhelming. I need to fuck her little body hard and feel her come on my cock.
Grabbing Harper’s hips, I start moving, the two of us panting and moaning as I set a hard rhythm, pounding into her. The desk creaks and rattles with each powerfulthrust. I look down, watching where I enter her. The sight of us connected, of my cock sliding in and out, nearly makes me come.
“We’re so good at this, don’t you think?” I grunt, enjoying her flushed cheeks and hooded eyes. “So good at sex. You were made for me, Harper.”
“Yes. We’re perfect together.” She rolls her hips, working in time with my thrusts.
“This is going to be us every day, Harper. Every fucking day. We have so much time to make up for.”
I keep thrusting, dragging my cock almost completely out before slamming back in. Over and over. Faster and harder.
Sweat beads on my forehead. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping and our ragged breaths. When I can barely hold off any longer, my fingers reach down to her clit. She sobs with pleasure, her inner muscles fluttering around my cock. I groan into her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin.
