Page 69 of Singled Out

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I filled my hand with one of her luscious ass cheeks, molding it, drawing her closer. Before I could really get started, Harper broke off the kiss. I was gratified to see she was breathing as hard as I was.

“I’m thinking we have some serious chemistry.”

I let out a gravelly laugh. “We do.”

She ran both her hands up my thighs again, closer to my dick but not nearly close enough. “We already agreed my dad can’t know about us.”

I swallowed and nodded because what she said was true. I could tell her he was okay with us, but something kept me quiet.

“And no one else can know about us.”

“Right,” I said.

She flicked a glance toward Danny’s room. “If we’re not an official couple, Danny will be fine. He won’t get attached to me because he won’t know I’m here.”

Every drop of blood in my body pulsed to my dick. “I see where you’re going.”

Her lips curved into a sexy, vixenish smile. “It’d be a shame to let this chemistry go to waste.” Her mouth was a breath from mine again.

“Crying shame,” I said.

“It’s your call. Fling? Or I can leave.”

“No fucking question,” I managed, about to climb out of my skin if I didn’t get inside her in the next three seconds. “Stay.”

She peered into my eyes, her lids heavy with need. Just when I thought she’d lean forward and seal our lips together again, she reached for my towel and whipped it open. Her hand closed around my shaft, and I groaned. It felt like heaven and left me aching for more at the same time.

The next second, she gave more when her mouth closed around me and her tongue swirled around my tip. My eyes rolled back in my head. I ran both my hands through her hair, fumbling around until I found the hair band holding it up. I struggled with it, trying not to yank her hair out, but I wanted it down, flowing over her shoulders, tickling my thighs, free for my fingers to burrow through.

Without lifting her mouth from my cock, she reached up with one hand and freed her hair. I opened my eyes to see it cascade down like a dark waterfall. Her eyes met mine as she took me farther in, until I hit the back of her throat and moaned in ecstasy.

For the next few minutes, she owned me, working some kind of witchcraft with her tongue and her hands. I felt like I’d been transported to some other plane where time and space didn’t exist, only sensation.

When I was on the brink of exploding, I bit my lip and managed to pull her up, her mouth coming off me with a pop. Her lust-filled eyes questioned me as I guided her closer to my mouth.

“Was that not working?” she asked.

I let out a rough chuckle. “Incredible. But I want you to ride me.”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.”

She stood, still fully dressed. I expected her to rectify that, but she went to the chair where she’d first sat and picked up a bag I hadn’t previously noticed. She dumped out the contents and rustled through it until she held up a condom packet.

With a glance toward the large windows facing the lake, she eyed the sole lamp that was on, walked over to it, and clicked it off, leaving only a dim light from the kitchen. It was just enough to see as she slid her skirt down her thighs and kicked it to the side. With her swimsuit still on, she straddled me, her core hovering inches from my needy cock.

I reached behind her and unfastened her top. Before she could slide it down her arms, I palmed her sumptuous breasts like the treasures they were, bringing them to my mouth, hungrily tasting one, then the other. Her necklaces jingled together as she arched into me, holding her breast to my mouth as if she couldn’t get close enough.

I feasted on her, suckling her nipple, teasing my tongue over her pebbled flesh, savoring the taste of her. With my free hand, I kneaded her ass again, losing myself in the sensual indulgence that was her body.

I heard the condom being ripped open. Then her fingers were on my dick as she positioned it on the tip and slid it down to the root, squeezing me in the process, drawing a gasp of pleasure from me.

With a needy sigh, Harper lowered herself to my lap. I opened my eyes to see her holding her bikini bottoms to the side. She slid down me with a moan, turning me inside out.

I worked my hands under the thin material over her ass, massaging her cheeks as if they were bare. She paused when I was all the way seated in her, a look of ecstasy on her face. Then she ground her body against mine, circling, deepening our connection.

She seemed to be fighting herself, trying to stay in control, moving in a slow circle then stopping, biting her lip. I let her take charge even as I was dying to thrust into her.