Harper’s face flamed bright red as I took the seat beside her. Jared turned to give us privacy. I leaned into her, pressing my mouth to her ear. “Don’t be scared, Pookie. I’m here.”
“I’m not.”
I slid my hand up her chest, pinching her nipple in my hand. “He’s not looking. But fucking hell, I wish he was.” She sucked in a breath that made my cock even harder. “I’d let him watch as I sucked your pretty nipples in my mouth. Maybe I’d even slide my fingers into your pants and fuck your pussy while he watches.”
Her breathing picked up as I twisted her nipple, pinching it hard. “Do you want that?”
“I want to fuck you hard right now. I want to bury my cock down your throat and watch you gag on my length. Fuck, I want to shove my fingers in your pussy and twist on that pretty stud.” Come to think of it… “How the hell did you get that stud pierced?”
“I was drunk,” she chuckled. “I mean, I got drunk at the studio to do it. I don’t remember much.”
“Fucking hell, Harper. When you’re pierced, I’m taking you right here on this table. I can’t wait another fucking minute.”
Jared coughed out a laugh, but otherwise kept it professional. I wasn’t fucking lying. I wasn’t waiting to get her home to fuck her.
“You ready, Pookie?”
Her beautiful eyes were filled with lust as she nodded. I held her hand and tried my damndest not to watch as Jared marked her tit. But in the end, I couldn’t help myself. I needed to see what he was doing and watch as he pierced her skin with the needle. It was over in the blink of an eye, and once she was all cleaned up and bandaged, I tore the instructions out of his hands while he made himself scarce.
I hauled Harper off the bench and settled her over my lap, straddling my thighs. There were so many ways that I wanted to fuck her right now, but I needed to see her tits bouncing in my face as she rode my cock. Unfortunately, she had other plans. She slid off my legs and dropped to her knees, quickly undoing my pants.
“Make me choke on you.”
I swallowed hard and slid my pants down, pulling out my cock and giving it a good stroke. As she opened her mouth for me, I grabbed the back of her head and forced my cock deep into her throat. I hissed in a breath as she took me deep, sucking me hard as she tried her best not to gag. Just the sight of her with tears in her eyes about made me come.
I pulled out, giving her just a second to breathe before thrusting back inside her. The noises she made were fucking erotic as hell. Over and over, I choked her. I watched as tears and spit dribbled down her face. I grew hard as she pulled me even closer when I tried to pull away.
“You want more? You want to choke on me?” I asked.
She nodded and I grabbed her hair, pulling tight as I fucked my cock into her throat, fucking her so hard I knew she couldn’t breathe. Her nails bit into my skin as my balls slapped against her throat.
“Fuck, Harper. Take my cock. Swallow all of it.”
She moaned, pulling me closer and closing her eyes as her lips latched around me and refused to let me go. Then her fingers closed around my balls and I was a goner. I shot off deep inside her throat,filling her with my cum, but I knew I wasn’t done. I would never fucking be done.
I hauled her off her feet and laid her out on the bench, stripping her pants from her body. I was on her in seconds, feasting on her pussy as I played with her clit. I was savage, thrusting my tongue in and out of her, lapping up all of her juices and fucking her for as long as she could take it. Her screams of pleasure faded into the background as I focused on drawing out every last drop from her sweet pussy.
Her legs clasped around my head and her fingers latched onto my ears. She tugged hard, and that was when I finally came up for air just long enough to see her in the throws of another orgasm. I watched her pussy quiver as I thumbed her little button one last time.
She was absolutely exquisite as she came. Her head tossed back and her mouth opened as she called out to me. I climbed over her body and smashed my lips to hers, drinking up her cries.
“Harper,” I panted, staring into her dream-filled eyes.
I felt the words fill me up, but I refused to speak them. I just stared at her, swallowing down the emotions I didn’t want to accept. One day, I would walk away from her. She’d hate me for it. And I’d hate myself.
But there was no denying that day was coming.
“Yeah,I’m getting on the plane now.”
“When will I hear from you again?” she asked.
Normally, that question would have bugged the shit out of me, but after everything that happened with Harper recently, I found myself smiling at the want in her voice.
“I don’t know. It’ll depend on how the op goes. I’ll check in when I can.”
“Be safe,” she admonished. “And make sure you don’t stick your dick in anyone else while you’re out there.”
I huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure there are plenty of avocado farmers just waiting for an American to come down and fuck them.”