Page 68 of Harvey

“Harvey.”

“If you continue to look at me that way, you know what will happen.” He warned thickly.

“I do.” Bending her head, she brushed her lips against his. “I am going to make you so happy; you won’t remember the awful details of your past.” She promised shakily.

“You already do. Now eat before I find a better use for our time.”

*****

The simple joy of walking with her surprised him. She found pleasure in the simplest things, pointing out flowers still blooming despite the cold and squirrels scampering up the various trees. And she insisted on them stopping and staring at the stream, the water bubbling over the smooth rocks.

He took her to the river, and her delight at the quaint bridge made him smile. Her animated expression enchanted him and made him want to snatch her into his arms and kiss her until she was reeling from it. She took his hand in hers as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and he allowed it.

She would turn in his arms and press her lips against his. She was so petite that he could lift her with one hand, yet her personality had a life of its own.

“Do you think there are any fish in there?” Dragging him toward the edge of the bridge, she looked down into the murky water.

“Maybe. Why? Want us to try and find our meal?” He asked her teasingly. He felt relaxed around her, as if he could completely let down his guard and not be afraid to show his feelings.

“I will not tell you that I will be the good and obedient wife, gut the fish, and remove the scales. I love you, but I must draw the line somewhere.” She warned.

Moving behind her, he wrapped his hands around her narrow waist and placed his chin on her head.

“I thought loving me meant that you are prepared to do anything.”

“There are limits.”

“I don’t think I like that. You are supposed to love me unconditionally.” He pointed out.

“I do, darling, but I am not an idiot.”

“I am disappointed.” His voice had roughened, and he was getting hard. Turning her to face him, he brushed back tendrils of the hair the breeze had teased loose.

“How can I make it up to you?” Her hands were on his broad shoulders, her face a mixture of adoration and intense desire. “Just tell me.”

“By doing this.” Tilting her chin up, he teased her bottom lip. “And this.” He moved to the seams and spent time there.

“How about this?”

He gasped, his body going rigid when she cupped him and squeezed gently, feeling the fullness of his sex in her palm.

“That too.” He moved his lower body against her hand, his heart shuddering inside his chest as she squeezed even harder. He was wearing faded denim and had not bothered with any belt, making it easy for her to reach in. Her head jerked up, and her eyes widened when she encountered bare skin.

“I do not sleep in underwear.” A smile tugged at his lips at her unspoken question. “And there was no need to Kendra!” He bit out when she started to move her fingers up and down the thickened length of him until she was circling the tip.

“Baby- “Bowing his head to hers, he took a deep breath, his hip circling towards her fingers. “Oh, sweetness.” He laughed hoarsely when she started to pump him.

“Do you like it?” She whispered.

“You know I do. You have the proof in your hand. But we cannot – Baby, I need to be inside you; this is not enough.” He was feverish with need. “It has to be now.”

*****

He took her as soon as they cleared the doorway, and without waiting until they were in the living room or the bedroom, he simply tugged off her clothes. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he pressed her up against the door and drove himself into her. He had been rough, and his climax had come almost instantly.

Realizing that she had not achieved her relief, he went on his knees and used his tongue to accomplish that. Now, she was curled into his arms, her body still trembling. Their clothing was strewn across the floor before the door, and they had finally made their way into the bedroom.

“I want to stay here forever.” She murmured into his neck.

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