Page 94 of Unmasking Love
“Yes,” she whispers and I snap. I slide her panties to the side and sink my fingers into her wet heat and work her until she’s panting for more. With my free hand I lower my pants and once they hit my knees, I still and let them drop to my ankles.
She’s just as needy as I am. Harper grabs my cock and lines it up to her entrance and when she digs her heels into my ass I push forward into her. To the end of her. Into all of her.
“Fuck Harper, you’re heaven.”
“Ohmigod Aiden, you feel so good.”
I start thrusting, quick, rough, I hold her in place and drive home again and again.
“I’m addicted to this pussy Harper. I’m hooked.” I grunt and she whimpers. Her cunt has me under a truth spell or something because I continue. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what?” She asks between breaths.
“Live without you.” But I want more than that.
“Then don’t,” she says as she drags her nails across my scalp. “I want more, too.”
More sex. She just means more sex. But tell that to my cock that swells at the thought of making a home with her. A life with her. The visions of our future has my balls tightening. I thumb at her clit, determined to bring her over the edge with me.
She whines my name as she locks her arms around my neck. I still as I empty myself into her and slide my arms around her waist. I hold her against me, chests heaving, as she clenches around my cock. So tight I almost faint. With my dick still deep inside her I pull back and grasp her jaw. Before I devour her mouth, we lock eyes and wordlessly exchange a promise. I’m saying “mine” and she is saying “yours.”
Our mouths lock together and our tongues thrash. She’s clawing at my shirt trying to pull it over my head.
“Greedly girl,” I tell her as I step back and slide myself out, dragging my cock down her thigh as I do. I pull her panties back across her pussy and press my thumb to her until the fabric dampens with both our cum.
I pull up my pants as she slides off the counter. I can see the questions swimming in her eyes. I don’t get to answer them because Emmett knocks on the door.
“Umm, Felix told me to tell you dinner is almost ready,” he says quietly. “Actually, I lost a Rock-Paper-Scissors single elimination tournament to have to be the one to tell you.”
“Thanks, I’ll be out in a minute.” Harper says while her wide eyes stay trained on me. We hear his footsteps fade down the hall and she leans in closer with her hands on my shoulders. “I’m a mess, and now I have to sit through a meal with your teammates and they all apparently know exactly what just happened in here.”
“Yeah, I didn’t think this through.” I say as I kiss her forehead. But the reptilian side of my brain is dancing a fucking jig right now. She’s about to enter a room full of men with my semen pooling in her panties. If anything says she’s mine, it’s that.
Chapter 27
Harper
A French Canadian Teamsgiving
Stopsquirming.
I’m wet and I can’t tell if it’s from the sex we already had or fresh arousal that has sprung up each time I think about Aiden’s intensity in the bathroom.
The way he wanted me was animalistic. Never has a guy wanted spontaneous bathroom sex and never did I think I’d be the girl that was into it anyways. Maybe it’s because it was in Felix’s beautiful powder room and not some dirty club bathroom. Because, yeah, the second my ass hit that quartz countertop, I was ready.
To be honest I was keyed up ever since I left his place this morning. Wes coached me today when I called and shared all my doubts.
“Aiden is different and that’s a good thing.” Wes said. And “it’s supposed to feel overwhelming, but like in a good way.”
Later as I drove to Felix’s, what I kept coming back to was how quickly I surrendered to him, full trust, and I knew in my gut it would be fine. Better than fine, because this month has been filled with the spiciest experiences of my life. And I let myself be wholly consumed when I’m with Aiden because I am safe with him.
The foundation of trust in Aiden is being strengthened tonight by the way his arm is slung on the back of my chair. Slight brushes of fingertips along my shoulder and neck remind me he is there and it signals to my brain I could fall back on him.
I’ve been in rooms of powerful men before. Maybe not as physically powerful as a group of professional athletes but still, I’ve learned to stand my own in business. With Aiden I feel like I’m standing tall but that I’m not alone.
“So Harper,” Bryson starts and pulls me from my introspection. “What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen in someone’s house?”
The boys around the table laugh and Emmett says, “I don’t know if I want it to be the freaky-deaky painting or something else.”
