Page 55 of Stealing Home

“I don’t want an uneven exchange. If I’m yours, does that mean you belong to me?” Harlow asks.

“Since the moment I met you,” I confess. My mouth claims hers again, words aren’t adequate to explain the depth of my feeling for her. Taylor’s revelation is still fresh in my mind. While I still feel it’s too soon, I know I’m falling for her.

My hand on her throat slides down her body and I work the knot on her sash until her dress pools around her feet. Stepping back, I take a moment to appreciate her.

“You’re beautiful, Low. I’ll never get enough of you. Once we do this you’ll be mine.”

She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra. It slowly slides down her arms, revealing her full tits and rosy nipples. “I’m already yours, hotshot.”

Her words settle inside of me, clicking like a missing piece of my soul. I watch her pupils dilate as I shed my clothes. The hunger from earlier morphs until all I crave is her.

Swooping her up bridal style into my arms, I settle her gently in the middle of her bed. I move on top of her, holding my weight on my elbows and kiss her slowly.

Harlow slides her fingers into my hair, and tugs my head back. “I’m not going to break. I can feel the tension vibrating through your body. I want you to fuck me.”

A dark feeling swells inside of me. All the jersey chasers who wanted to gain popularity by using me flash through my mind. Is this all women will ever want me for? Before, my desire faded, but I still want her just as much.

I peel her underwear down her thighs and roughly shove two fingers inside of her. “Is this what you want?” She groans and writhes under me, and while I’m hard as stone, I’m also annoyed.

“You want me to fuck you like I could any of the jersey chasers that follow me around? Is that what this really is, a wild story you can look back on. I already told you, I don’t want to be your rebound.”

Her fingers tighten in my hair until it stings and I look her in the eyes. “I want you to come undone. I want you to want me so desperately you don’t stop and think, but take me like you can’t live without me. I want you to burn for me. I want us to consume each other so completely we become a part of each other. When I say I want you to fuck me, I mean I want you to brand yourself in me. Don’t hold back because you think making love has to be slow and tender. Nothing about us has been slow. Give me your passion, your fire. I want all of you.”

I slam my mouth down on hers. Taylor was right, I love her. I’m madly, hopelessly, lost in her, and I’m terrified to tell her. But, like she said, I can show her. This is my chance to let her see how lost I am in her. Our tongues battle for dominance. Her fingers wrap around my cock and squeeze. She guides me to her opening, and I enter her in one hard thrust. I have to hold still for a moment because the feel of her has me ready to blow instantly.

“You feel incredible. You’re so tight and wet.” I groan. “Fuck, your pussy squeezing my cock is the best thing I’ve ever experienced. I’m not going to last long.”

Her legs move up to wrap around my waist. With strength I didn’t know she had, she manages to flip me onto my back. Harlow’s hands rest on my chest as she lifts and lowers herself on top of me. Grabbing her hips with one hand I rock her back and forth. I can feel my muscles tensing, and my body hums with every sensation. I rub her clit hard and fast to make her come because I’m not going to last much longer.

Her movements become erratic. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Soak my dick,” I urge her.

I grit my teeth as her pussy strangles my cock and hold back my orgasm. “Fuck, yes,” I grunt. “Baby, you feel too good the way you’re squeezing my dick. I need you to come.”

Harlow throws her head back and moans as her muscles tense and release. When the wave of her orgasm release ebbs, she collapses against my chest. Holding her tight to my chest, I roll us until she’s underneath me again. She said she wanted me unleashed and that’s exactly what I plan to give her.

With one hand on her shoulder and the other on the headboard for leverage, I slam into her. She grunts, and her nails dig into my back. The mixture of pain and blinding pleasure almost undoes me. I’m not ready for this to end, but I need to make sure I’m not hurting her.

“Are you okay? Was that too rough?”

“I want more,” she pants. “Harder. Give me everything.”

My hips piston in and out of her as I continue to use the headboard to drive deeper and harder. Harlow wraps her legs around my waist and rocks her hips down with each of my thrusts.

“I’m going to come again, come with me,” she begs.

I let go of the headboard and hold her tight against my body. Wordless noises escape me as I bury my face into the crook of her shoulder. I feel her walls clench around my shaft and I thrust one more time.

I’ve never had an out of body experience before, but that is the closest thing I can think of to compare what it feels like to come inside of Harlow. Too late I realize I forgot to use protection. “Low,” I say cautiously. “I forgot to use a condom.”

Her hands stroke my back. “I’ve had the shot, and I’ve been tested. We can use condoms if you want, but I won’t get pregnant if we don’t.”

“Fuck no. I don’t want anything between us. I want to fill you with my cum and watch as it spills out of you, only for me to shove it back in where it belongs,” I tell her.

“Do you want kids?” This conversation would have been better if I weren’t still buried inside of her, but I can’t bear to separate from her yet.

She stops stroking my back, and I finally roll off of her so I can watch her. “I did, but I’m not sure it’s in the cards for me now. That’s probably unfair for you, and if someday you can’t live with that I’ll try and understand.”

“Low, stop creating reasons you think I’m going to leave you. We’ll face the future as it comes, but we will do it together.”

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