Page 31 of The Shadow

“I want you throbbing and soaked on my tongue right now.”

“Tell me how you’re touching yourself,” I say. “What feels good?”

“I’m fisting my cock right now, wishing it was your tight little cunt gripping me.” My body clenches in excitement. “Goddamn, you milk me good.” His words stretch into groans. “If I had you in my bed right now, it would take both of your hands to wrap around me, gripping me, sliding up and down my length while you tease me with that tongue of yours.”

“More, please.”

“I’m not sure I could stop at that, though. I’m selfish.” He pants. “Greedy. I’d want more.”

“How much more?” My back arches from the bed as my fingers tease my clit.

“I want to watch my cock disappear inside you. I want to fill you so full, so fucking deep. Ohhh fuck, I’m close.” His breaths grow labored.

“Yes, yes, oh please.”

“With long, deep strokes. Goddamn, I’m close,” he says again, the agony in his voice as he approaches release pushing me toward mine. “I know your cunt is going to wreck me. So tight,” he groans, “so perfect.”

“Harvey.”

His name falls from my lips in a whispered groan just as my body finds release. I’m trembling, shaking, a bolt of what can only be described as white-hot ecstasy shoots from my head down to my toes.

“I’m gonna come, Aspen. Open your mouth for me and take it like a good girl.”

The sound of his animalistic growls and guttural groans is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. I blush into my pillow, covering my face once I’ve come down from my orgasm.

“Mmm,” he moans, “that was a helluva lot better than last night on my own.” I giggle and it makes him laugh. “I’m a mess over here. I need to clean up.”

“Thank you. Sorry I kept you up later.”

“Don’t ever fucking apologize for that. Good night, Aspen. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Oh shit, I completely forgot about the party at our friends’ house tomorrow. I’m sure this will amp up my embarrassment once I see the light of day in the morning.

“Right, forgot about that for a second.”

“I’ll give you a ride.”

“You don’t think that will seem weird—to our friends?”

The line goes silent for a few seconds.

“I don’t think so. Pretty sure they know we’re neighbors, right? Won’t seem that weird. But don’t worry, I won’t make things awkward or uncomfortable around them. As far as they know, it’s same old, same old, right?”

I could be wrong but it almost sounds like annoyance in his voice or maybe I’m just reading into it. It is late after all and the man is lying there cold and covered in… “Yeah, perfect. Thanks. Have a good night.”

“Good night.”

Chapter 12

Harvey

There’s no denying you’re fucked.

There’s not a chance in hell I’m going to be able to be around this woman in her little floral sundress all day and not pull her into a bathroom just so I can inhale her scent.

“Do I look okay?” She smooths down the front of her dress nervously, glancing from it to me, then back down again.

Her hair is down in loose curls that frame her beautiful face, a pale-yellow ribbon tied in her hair that perfectly matches the yellow sunflowers that pattern her dress.

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