Page 223 of Forbidden Heroes

“Sorry you had to wait for me, baby.” Soft fingers dance over my hand where I have it splayed over her stomach.

“It’s—”

I caress my hand over the side of her hip, my cock already dripping cum into the seam of her ass.

“Shh,” I cut her off with my lips to hers. I’ve never done this before, sleep with a total stranger, but if I want to stay sane, I need to find a release valve.

“No words. No need for them.” I roll her over and move my large body between her silky-smooth legs.

Jesus H. Christ. I inhale and it’s like all my fantasies have come true down to the way I imagined my Harper’s scent of arousal—delicate, feminine. Pure as the springtime air.

I shift upward and capture faint moans, devouring them completely. Perfectly round breasts fit into my hands when I cup them, stroking the rough pad of my thumb over the hard tips before I pinch them, she arches into my hands, eager for my touch.

Shocks of pleasure seem to take my mystery woman by surprise if the gasping moans are anything to measure by. And the asshole that I am, I dip my head and tease a peak with my tongue, then move to the other instead of sending her packing.

I scoop her up, rising to my knees, loving the way her legs wrap around me. My hand goes to her head and I run my fingers through her hair. Long and silky through my fingers. Just like I dreamed it would be. The scent of vanilla and springtime carry over the cool air.

Her nails rake over my shoulder and sink into the flesh of my ass, pulling me in. Not happening. This is my show.

I chuckle softly at her show of dominance, but only give a nip to her lower lip to let her know who is in control.

My hands move to her knees and I slip down the length of her body, my shoulder spreading her knees wider for me.

I palm her ass and tilt her up. I give in to the temptation to taste the heavenly juices of my angel. If the scent of Harper alone can have me nearly shooting my load, there’s no telling what the taste of her on my greedy tongue will do to me.

I do my best to go slow, to be the gentleman I need to be. But I can’t. The second I drag my tongue over the virgin slit I’m lost. I tongue her slowly, peeling her angel soft lips open and slipping my tongue inside. Honey drips for me and I catch every last drop, drinking each down like nectar from heaven.

I angle my head so I can get more of her on my tongue. Fingers dive into my hair and I can tell I've hit the sweet spot when I wrap my tongue around her clit. Hot cum drips from her core and my fingers are right there to make sure all those hot juices are spread equally over every inch of her cunt.

A curse leaps into my mind. Not Harper, reality tries to barge in, but I shove it aside as I slip another finger through the seam of her ass to find what I’m after.

“Oh, God! Yes!”

Another wave of blood rushes to my cock as I let those words fall over me.

My muscles bulge and tighten with restraint. I have to go gently.

I move up her body. Her lips crush to mine and I eagerly devour her sweet mouth, letting her taste her own juices on my tongue and lips.

My thighs are pinning her open for me and my heavy cock and cum-filled balls are aching to sink in, claim what is mine and give my entire load over in return.

She shudders beneath me. She’s half my size and I think I might crush her, but her legs and arms are wrapped around me tightly. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I’m tempted to reach over and flick the light on, end this madness, but I don't. Instead, I let my fantasy thrive in the darkness where it belongs.

My Harper. She’s the one I’m taking tonight. Tomorrow? Well, I’ll worry about tomorrow when it comes.

I grab a condom from my nightstand and hope they haven’t expired. If memory serves they last a little bit more than a couple of years. Given that’s how old they are, we should be good.

I cup her ass with both my hands and draw her in, tilt her hips just right and line my cock up with her entrance.

“Fuck me, the way your entrance grips my dick…tight and so fucking perfect.”

Her breath comes faster and faster. She arches her hips, and I sink my thick cock in another inch. Fuck yes. Hot, wet. So wet I slide into the impossibly tight pussy and I can feel the release I’ve been holding back for months build in my balls.

She whimpers, throwing her head back, her body bowing off the bed, her arms tightening around my neck when I slide in and fully seat myself inside her…holy shit.

Virgin pussy? I had felt the tear and pop of a hymen the second I flexed my hips and drove in. But it was too late.

I growl, “What the fuck.” I make a mad reach for the light and blink until my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness.

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