I smile too, trembling as I climb onto his lap. My lips linger inches from his. His warm breath brushes my face, making my mind swim with an intoxicating dizziness. I’m tingling and hot all over as I close the distance,gently pressing my lips to his. Felix meets me with an open-mouthed kiss, slow and deep.
Eight years of longing are poured into this one perfect moment. My fingers tangle in his blond hair. The heat of his body seeps into mine, and I melt into him, feeling his heart hammering, matching my own frantic rhythm.
The kiss is tender, until his hot palms grip my thighs and yank me closer, pressing me against his erection. A jolt of pleasure shoots from my clit. My body arches into his, begging for more. His hands roam my hips, leaving trails of fire. Felix cups my breasts, groaning as he brings my nipples into his mouth.
“Felix,” I gasp at the teasing strokes of his tongue.
He pushes me onto my back, kneeling above me. Buttons fly as Felix tears off his shirt. My eyes widen at the sight of his torso, muscular and covered in ink, more so than the last time I studied the artwork. His pants come off next, revealing his cock standing tall for me.
My god, this is really happening. I whimper in anticipation, having feared we’d never be intimate again.
“Fuck, Harper. I am so goddamn obsessed with you. You live in my head every minute of every fucking day.”
My chest swells with happiness, hearing Felix’s confession. The head of his cock presses between my legs, making my eyelids fall shut with bliss.
“Look at me when I enter you.”
I follow his words, a little fearful when I see his possessive eyes locked onto me. But the fear is what arouses me. I’ve been addicted to this man my entire life.
I woulddoanything for Felix.Beanyone for him. Iwould kill for him, just like he killed for me when we were teenagers. I would lose my mind and turn crazy if he asked me to. Anything for Felix, just to be his again.
Felix gazes into my eyes, seeing through to the deepest part of my soul as his cock enters me with one powerful thrust. I moan too loud, not caring if anyone in the surrounding rooms hear. My back arches off the bed as he fills me completely. He’s so big, stretching me wide. I haven’t had sex in months. His size hurts, but in the best way.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, Harper.” His muscles tremble as he holds still, trying to control himself.
I don’t dare shut my eyes, wanting to memorize every detail about Felix. The way our bodies match perfectly. The tension in his jaw and between his brows.
Just when I think I might go insane if Felix doesn’t move, he thrusts with slow but forceful strokes that send shockwaves of pleasure through me. My legs wrap tight around his waist, pulling him deeper, consumed mind, body, and soul by him. Felix rolls his hips, driving into me again and again, each time stretching me farther, pausing at the deepest point to make me feel everything.
My hands bunch through his hair. His mouth is everywhere. My neck, collarbones, and breasts. He grabs my scarred palms and worships them with kisses. I nearly reach my climax when he weaves our fingers, linking his own scar with mine.
I gasp as he strokes my clit, working me toward an orgasm. “Please, not yet.”
“You feel too good. I need to pull out, but not before I feel you come on my cock.”
Hearing Felix speak like that breaks my control. The tight coil of tension in my lower torso bursts and I’m blacking out.
“Felix. Oh, god.” My voice breaks and I spasm around him as waves of ecstasy crash over me. He swallows my cries with his mouth, kissing me hard as he continues thrusting through my orgasm.
“Good girl. Ride it out. So fucking beautiful.” Each word from Felix is strained, like he’s barely holding on himself. He repeats something about needing to pull out, but his voice is muffled by my moan. All I comprehend is him retreating from me.
My legs lock around him, needing to keep him deep. “Come in me,please. I need it. I needyou.”
“Harper,” he warns. “Don’t tempt me?—”
My thighs squeeze tighter around him as the last of my orgasm claims me.
“Fuck,” he groans through the pleasure, trying to pull out. But then he kisses me, panting against my lips, and pushes deeper. “Shit. I’m coming. You’re mine to fuck every single day. Mine, Harper.Mine.”
Hearing Felix tell me I belong to him triggers a second and unexpected orgasm. My pussy clenches his cock harder. He spills inside me, filling me with his hot cum, right where it belongs. I can feel every pump of his release.
My legs remain locked around him, not wanting to let a single drop escape. I’ve dreamed of this moment, for Felix to mark me as his once again, claiming me in the most primal way.
We’re panting when we find stillness. With the heat of the moment over, a concern itches at me.
“I’m not on the pill?—”
“Good.”
