Page 227 of Forbidden Heroes

I look on as she walks toward me. Pretty toes tipped in neon orange. Smooth legs and lithe body. She comes to a stop just out of my reach. Oil coats her supple tan skin and her pink nipples stand out against all that delicious milky white skin yet to be tanned. By the end of summer, she’ll be a delicious caramel all over. On more than one occasion I’ve wanted to lick those sexy tan lines and pump my milk all over her skin.”

“Screw it. I'm not talking anymore. Austin will be by to take you home.” I turn for the barn and force my eyes forward when I want to turn back around and pin her to the deck with my dick and teach her not to tempt a man like me. I storm off to the barn with a deep scowl on my face.

“Be ready to leave in an hour.” One way or another I’ll get her out of here if I have to put her on a horse myself. But right now I need the hour in between to calm my dick.

I slam the door to my office and take in the silence of the barn where I like to work. I have another office in the house and yet another in the big house. But this is my sanctuary. A place where I can gather my thoughts.

My cock is throbbing again and this time, just like back in the kitchen, I'm so unhinged I can’t take the throbbing need. Giving myself another release is the only way through this and then, once I calm down maybe I can find a way to get Harper out of here without fucking her against every wall in this place and believe me, there are a lot of walls.

I lean against the nearest one, cock in hand, head thrown back. I’m slow at first, wrapping my fist around the swollen shaft between my legs. Milk already wets the tip and is spilling over my fingers by the time I’ve stroked myself a few times. Every cell in my body wants to go back to the house and sink into her. I picture all that oiled skin sliding over me. Her slicked-up pussy sinking down my shaft and taking every inch of my swollen cock until she can’t take any more.

“What's the matter, lose your little black book?"

My eyes fly open. I’m so lost in my fantasy I didn't hear the door open. I don’t move. I can’t because I'm trapped in her icy blue gaze. I cup my balls and squeeze the head of my cock, forcing a rivulet of cum to drizzle down.

"What the fuck do you want from me, Harper? Haven't you done enough?"

Seven

Boone

Slowly, she stalks forward, nothing on but the bottom of her bikini. Hard nipples jut out, begging for me to take them in my mouth. When she stops in front of me, I can’t do anything against her falling to her knees. Warm hands replace mine and I’m lost to her touch.

She looks up my body. Those sweet, pouty pink lips so damn close to my cock I can feel her hot breaths brush over my taut skin. God, she’s fucking beautiful. She does something to me with those pretty eyes when she looks at me like fucking hang the stars in the night sky for her. Truth is, she’s the angel that heals my soul from all the damage Uncle Sam did to it long before she came into my life.

"Before last night I was still a virgin, yes, but I'm not blind nor am I stupid, Boone. You want me. You have for a long time. Stop lying to me and to yourself. For once just let things happen. You don’t have to control everything and everyone."

I narrow my eyes at her and pinch my lips into a tight line. Since when did the young teach the old? All I would need to do is move my cock half an inch. I could have those sweet lips sliding over my angry shaft.

"What I want from you would terrify you. I'm not some schoolboy softy looking for a little hand-job out in the hayloft. You're too damn innocent and soft for a hard man like me. You can't handle what I want. And you don’t have to be a virgin to be innocent. I see the comeback on the tip of your tongue. Your soul...heart, both are pure. Mine aren’t."

My dick is about to erupt like a volcano all over her sweet face if she continues to look up at me like some damn fallen angel made to give me pleasure. So thirsty to please me and wide eyes ready to do whatever it is I want from her.

That has to make me the Devil.

I stand back against the wall, wordless. I don't protest when she moves my hand aside and wraps those delicate fingers of hers around my pulsing cock. I need her touch and just standing here I'm fucking trembling with the need to shoot off a load to her name.

I clench my teeth and suck back a rumbling breath when the pink tip of her warm tongue slips from between her perfect lips to run hot trails up the back of my shaft.

"Damn it, Harper, you don't know what you're doing."

"I can learn. Teach me how to give you pleasure. It's not like I've had a slew of men to teach me."

"I didn't mean it like that."

I sink my hands into her soft hair and tug just hard enough to have her stand. She's breathing heavy and with every harsh breath the hard tips of her tits brush against my chest. Each stroke is like Morse Code to my dick, making me harder, filling my balls up with a major load of cum I'm dying to feed her slick little pussy. I don’t need to have my fingers buried inside her to know she’s dripping wet for me.

She's pressed up against me. I pause a moment, looking deep into the dark, swirling blue of her eyes. “Don't lie to me. I want the truth and you're going to give it to me.”

A savage need to make sure of a truth I already know consumes me.

"No," she pants. And as if she can read my mind, she answers my unspoken question.

"No other man has ever touched my lips, my body, Boone. But you already know that. The blood on your sheets this morning was proof. You're my first…first everything. Even my first kiss. I never let another boy touch me. Until last night. When you took my virginity."

"God, I've fucking ruined you." I tuck her close and something inside me clicks. Something warm and perfect. Not a single woman has ever made me feel the way Harper does.

"No.” She shakes her head. “You gave me a gift."

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