Page 60 of Chasing Shadows
Harley pulls his hand away and lets out a sigh. “Lily, I can’t help if you won’t tell me what’s going on.”
“I’ve…never had sex before.”
The silence is deafening. It stretches on uncomfortably until I can’t bear it anymore, and I lift my head to look over at him. He’s laying on his side, watching me carefully.
“Say something,” I whisper.
He leans forward and presses a featherlight kiss to my thigh. “What we did earlier…?
My cheeks heat. “That was my first.”
“Your fiancé?”
I shake my head, my stomach churning as I’m reminded of Declan, the eldest son of my father’s business partner–fifteen years my senior. “That was part of the deal for the arranged marriage. He wasn’t allowed to touch me until afterthe wedding.”
Harley mutters a curse. “But he did touch you. Hebeatyou. No wonder you ran away.”
A tear slips down my cheek, and he reaches up to wipe it away. “I’m sorry. I should have told you.”
“Never apologise to me, Kitten. Ever. Come here.” He tugs at my legs until I lower them, then pulls me flush against his side. His arm bands around my shoulder as I rest my head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. “I meant what I said earlier,” he murmurs against my hair. “I’m under your spell, Kitten, and I’ll do anything to keep you. We’ll take things slow, I’m not in any hurry.”
I close my eyes, feeling safe in his arms. Far away from my father, and far away from Declan.
I STIR AWAKE, still wrapped up against Harley’s warmth. He’s sleeping peacefully, his hair falling loosely over his eyes. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I slowly brush my hand down the length of his body until I reach the elastic waist of his shorts.
I’m just about to dip my hand into his pants when he grips my wrist, and I gasp, staring into his ice-blue eyes. “Morning, Kitten.”
I grin up at him. “Morning.”
“Whatcha doing?”
I lean up and press my lips to his. “Finishing what we started last night.”
He arches his brow. “We don’t have to–”
I shut him up by deepening the kiss. He groans into my mouth as our tongues stroke each other lazily. His free hand tangles in my hair, locking me into place. Taking advantage of his distraction, I pull my wrist from his grasp and slide my hand under the elastic. He sucks in a hiss of pleasure as my fingers run over the six cool metal bars of his Jacob’s ladder, his dick twitching in anticipation.
“What does it feel like? The piercings.” I grip his shaft lightly before releasing it again. He closes his eyes, his mouth relaxing as he breathes heavily.
“Mm… so sensitive.”
“Yeah?” I run my tongue over his jaw, up to his ear. “Tell me what you want me to do next.”
“Whatever you want, Kitten.” I squeeze my thighs at the gravelly sound in his voice that has my pussy throbbing.
“Right answer.” I nip the skin, soothing it with my tongue. I keep working his cock with my hand, loving the way it jerks every time I come into contact with the piercings.
I’m not going to lie. The sheer size of his dick alone has me terrified, but the piercings add a whole other element.
Harley leans in and kisses the crease between my eyebrows. “Don’t overthink things, Kitten. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”
I love how incredibly sweet and thoughtful he’s being. I gaze up at him with hooded eyes and whisper, “Touch me, Herc. I need to feel your hands on my body.”
He mutters a curse before reaching for the hem of my shirt, tugging it over my head before his mouth slams against mine. He swallows my gasp, his fingers kneading my waist as he pulls me flush against him. The kiss is deep, hot, relentless. I can feel the force of his need for me.
“Fuck,” he groans into my mouth as his hand explores my body, finding my breast and rolling my hardened bud between his fingers. “You’re fucking perfect.” He kisses down my jaw, trailing lower until he sucks the other nipple into his mouth.
“Mm…” I moan, my eyes fluttering closed as I squeeze my thighs together.