Page 82 of Redeeming Harmony

“The client brought them in to be put down because they were both peeing outside of the litter box. She didn’t want to spend the money to test for UTIs.”

Harper made a face. “People suck.”

“Sometimes. I convinced her to sign them over to the clinic instead. Like I suspected, they both had UTIs, and once antibiotics kicked in, there were no more inappropriate peeing issues. I took them home for a few days until we could find them a new home. Those few days have turned into three years.”

She scratched under Katy’s chin, smiling when Katy’s purring loudened significantly.

“I bet you’ve never had a guy seduce you before sex with talk of cats inappropriately urinating, huh?” he said.

“Honestly, most of the guys I’ve slept with aren’t all that interested in talking beforehand,” she said. “But to be fair, I wasn’t either.”

“Is that your way of telling me to shut up?” he said with a grin.

She laughed and gave Katy a final pat before Nathan gently nudged the cat onto the floor. “No, that’s not what I’m trying to say.”

They watched Katy leave the bedroom, her tail flicking back and forth. Nathan sat next to Harper on the bed, wondering if he should ask her once more if this was still what she wanted.

“I still want this,” she said.

He twitched. “So, you’re a mind reader?”

“You don’t have much of a poker face,” Harper said.

“Harsh, but fair,” he said.

She smiled again, and he grunted in surprise when she pushed him onto his back and straddled him. He grasped her narrow hips, watching as she pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it over the side of the bed. Her bra followed it, and he reached up and cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard points against his palms.

She lifted his shirt, and he helped her take it off before relaxing against the bed again. She stared at his chest, tracing her fingers through the dark hair that covered it. “You’ve got a great chest.”

“Thank you,” he said.

He gave her nipples a soft pinch. She moaned, her back arching before she pushed his hands away. “Stop distracting me from my mission.”

He put his hands back on her tits, kneading them gently. He didn’t want to stop touching her. Not when he had no idea if this was the last time he ever would. “What mission is that?”

She leaned down, kissing him until they were both moaning and dry humping each other through their jeans. She pulled back a little, her lips swollen from his kisses, the look of desire on her face making him ache to be inside of her.

“Dick sucking mission,” she said.

He blinked at her before immediately letting go of her breasts. “I definitely don’t want to distract you from that vital mission.”

“Good,” she said.

“Fuck, Harper,” he breathed when she unbuttoned his jeans. Her low giggle made him even harder. Or maybe it was the touch of her soft hands tracing the line of hair below his navel.

She leaned over and kissed his sternum before exploring his body with her soft tongue and wet mouth. He cupped the back of her head when she sucked on one flat nipple, grinding his dick against her pussy.

Her fingers trailed over his abs, and she smiled when the muscles jumped and twitched under her touch. “We should have gotten undressed before we laid down on the bed.”

She shrieked and then giggled when he bucked her off of him, and she landed with a soft thump on the mattress next to him. He stood and leaned over her, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans before tugging on them. She helped him push her jeans and panties down, and he pulled off her socks before dropping them and her jeans and underwear on the floor.

He quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes, adding them to the pile on the floor. He meant to lie on his back on the bed again, he really did, but the sight of Harper’s pussy was too enticing. She was lying on her back, and he bent over her, sucking on her right nipple as she clutched at his head. He reached for her pussy, grunting his annoyance when she grabbed his wrist.

“Are you ever going to let me touch your pussy?” he asked.

She grinned. “Yes, but not until I’ve completed my mission.”

He hesitated, torn between wanting Harper’s pretty mouth wrapped around his dick and his own need to have his tongue buried deep in her pussy. She tugged on his arm. “Lie down, Nathan.”

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