Page 5 of Not Yet Yours

I don’t need to be told twice. I have been waiting for this moment since pretty much the first time I met Harriet and I reach down between us and push my cock against her opening. In one hard stroke, I claim Harriet’s pussy with my cock, making her mine in every way that matters physically.

I thrust in and out of her and I could feel that it was going to be a fight for me to not come too soon because this woman is driving me crazy. She meets each thrust with an eager one of her own and she clenches her already tight pussy around my cock in time with our thrusts.

We keep thrusting, kissing, and groping each other as we hurtle toward our respective climaxes. I feel her clench tightly and this time, she doesn’t let go of me and I slam into her tight pussy, and it feels absolutely amazing, and I come hard as Harriet comes undone beneath me, digging her nails into my back, and whimpering my name.

I can feel my orgasm flooding my system, pleasure flowing through my veins as I roar Harriet’s name and bury my face against her neck, breathing in the sweet scent of her as a shiver goes through me and then my orgasm loosens its grip and I slip out of Harriet and roll off her, lying beside her sated and more satisfied than I have ever been.

“Not bad, Monroe,” Harriet says after a moment when we have gotten our breath back.

I can’t help but laugh at her words.

“Wow, you sure know how to deflate a guy’s ego,” I say.

Harriet turns her head and grins at me.

“Complain when I stop inflating other parts of you,” she says and then she closes her eyes, leaving me speechless beside her.

Chapter Four

Last night was never meant to happen. Don’t get me wrong, I think Liam is smoking hot and normally, I would have made a move to fuck him long before last night. But I’m worried that it will be awkward between us now and it’s not like I can just not ever see him again. His brother is married to my best friend, which means socially, we are more than likely to end up being at some of the same events.

I glance over at him where he is still asleep beside me. I obviously can’t see the gorgeous blue of his eyes, but I can still see them in my mind and how good they look against his brown skin. He has amazing cheekbones and a square jaw that I want to run my hands along. God, why does he have to be so gorgeous? And have a body to die for? He has a six-pack, his chest is perfect, and his arms are just right, not comically muscled but big enough that wrapped in them, I feel safe and protected from the world. And don’t even get me started on his cock. I knew it would be big before we fucked or at least I thought it would be, but I wasn’t expecting it to be quite as big as it is. It’s amazing, such a tight fit and he sure knows what to do with it.

I can feel my pussy getting wet again as I lay thinking about Liam’s body and how his cock made me feel so full last night and how I came screaming his name twice in the same session. I started this morning thinking that last night shouldn’t have happened and now it feels like I’m already willing it to happen again. But I can’t let this keep happening. I don’t want a relationship and I don’t want to be the sort of girl who leads someone on. Especially someone who is kind of a friend. This would be so much easier if I didn’t like Liam as a person, but I do, and I really don’t want things to get messed up between us.

I decide the best thing for me to do is to slip out of bed and leave, and then surely Liam will know it was just a one-night stand, but then I remember that we’re in my room. Fuck. I should have got Liam to take me back to his room last night. It’s a bit late for that though. I decide to get up and go and take a nice long shower and hope that by the time I’m done, the sound of the water running has woken Liam up and he’s been the one to slip out and give me the hint. That really would make this so much easier. I sit up and start to push the duvet back.

“Good morning,” Liam says from beside me, his voice still thick with sleep.

So much for that plan then.

“Good morning,” I replied.

Liam stretches and yawns and as he stretches, the duvet slips down his chest a bit and shows me his amazing pecs. I swallow hard, trying and failing not to look at the bit of his body that is now on display.

“So last night was pretty cool, huh?” Liam says after he has finished his stretch. “Unexpected, but pretty cool.”

“It was,” I agree. Now comes the awkward part. I don’t want to say last night was a mistake as such because that sounds like I regret it and I don’t. I just don’t want to get into something, and I don’t think it’s fair for me not to say that. “But it’s probably notsomething we should do again. I mean don’t get me wrong, I had a lot of fun but I’m just not looking for anything right now.”

“Oh, so it’s like that is it? And there was me getting ready to ask you to marry me. Wow Harriet, how could you do this to me?” Liam says and my jaw drops, and I feel sick for a moment, but then his serious expression breaks, and he bursts into laughter. “I’m kidding. God your face. I’m not looking for anything either.”

“Oh,” I say, allowing myself to relax and laugh a bit. I’m feeling a little bit stupid for almost believing Liam had been about to propose to me but to be honest, I’m more relieved to hear that he’s cool with us being a one-night thing than anything.

“Look the way I see it, we are two good-looking, single people who like sex. It would have been almost rude of us not to have sex with each other,” Liam says.

“Well, when you put it that way, I would hate to be rude,” I agree.

“And on the subject of not being rude,” Liam says, and then he pauses while he rolls onto his side and props himself up on one elbow facing me. God, he’s so damned hot I can barely concentrate on what he’s saying to me. I kind of wish he would stop talking and just kiss me but that goes against the whole conversation we are having. “You know Cullen paid for a late checkout for all of the rooms of the wedding party, right?”

I shake my head. I had no idea he’d done that.

“Yeah, he did. So, it seems kind of a shame to waste that doesn’t it?” Liam says and the way he smiles at me as he says it leaves me in no doubt of what he means.

“Are you suggesting we have no strings attached sex because it would be rude to the hotel if we didn’t make the most of a late check-out?” I say, smiling at Liam in a way that I hope he knows means the same as him.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Liam says. He leans closer to me and runs his lips lightly over mine and when he speaks again, his breath tickles my lips deliciously. “And we’ve established that we don’t want to be rude, so there’s really no other choice.”

The teasing touch of his almost kiss makes the decision for me. I couldn’t say no to him now even if I wanted to because my body is taking over my mind and judging by how wet I am, my body wants this really fucking badly.