Page 37 of Hide and Seek
My tongue works her cunt, circling her greedy clit as her hips rock against my face, and as I nip and suck, I release my hold on her ass and bring my fingers to her entrance. I slowly push them inside, and as she tightens her hold in my hair and sucks in an audible gasp, I keep going, splitting my fingers deep within her and working the walls of her tight pussy.
She’s fucking delicious.
“Fuck, Knight!” she cries out when my fingers curve inside of her. “Yes. Right there!”
I grin against her sweet cunt and give her exactly what she needs, rolling my fingers over her G-spot until her legs shake.
Harper throws her head back, and her long, wet hair cascades down her spine, and fuck, what I wouldn’t give to wrap it around my wrist and fuck her blind. But I’m nothing if not a gentleman, and after letting me fuck her sweet mouth, she’s deserving of everything I’ve got, even if it means spending what little is left of my night with agonizing blue balls.
I don’t let up, eating her pussy like a fucking buffet. Nipping. Sucking. Squeezing. Licking. And as I learn her body and just how she likes it, I give her even more.
She starts to pant, pulling my hair as though she physically can’t keep herself up. “God, I’m gonna come,” she cries out, her panting getting heavier as I pinch her nipple, making her body tremble. “Fuck!”
My fingers work her deeper, massaging her walls as she clenches around me, on the fucking edge. My tongue circles her clit, and when she cries out one last time, she comes for me like the good little vixen she is.
Her pussy shatters, wildly convulsing around my fingers as her body spasms. “Yes. Knight,” she groans, barely able to keep upright as my cock painfully flinches, so fucking desperate for a release, but I don’t dare. I’m playing by Harper’s rules tonight, and if she demands that I go to bed with blue balls, then that’s exactly what I’ll do.
I grip her waist, holding her still as I keep working her body, draining every last ounce of pleasure out of her and claiming it as my own. My tongue never stops flicking her clit, never stops circling as my fingers continue massaging her walls, tormenting her G-spot, and the more intense her orgasm becomes, the more her body becomes a slave to my touch. Her hips jolt as her body spasms, and fuck, she’s so damn delicious.
She reaches her high, but I don’t stop until her knees physically give out. She collapses into an exhausted heap on my lap with her leg still hooked over my shoulder. Harper leans back on her palm, desperately trying to catch her breath as those wild, satiated eyes remain locked on mine.
I make a show of licking my lips before simply waiting. The ball is in her court tonight. This was her game, she’s calling the shots. But come morning, my debt will officially be paid, and her little rules will no longer matter.
She relaxes for just a moment before dropping her gaze to her hand and noticing a few stray strands of my hair on her palm. I almost laugh. She really pulled my hair tight enough to pull some of it out, but fuck, I’d let this woman scalp me for just the chance at doing that all over again.
Harper smirks before collecting the stray hairs off and casually handing them back to me while making a point of shifting around on my lap, feeling the hardness of my cock beneath her firm ass. “These belong to you.”
I nod before watching as she casually scootches to the end of my bed and gets to her feet as though her legs aren’t stilltrembling. Then without another word, she collects my shirt off the end of my bed, shrugs it on, and then sashays her ass right out the door.
“Oh, Knight?” she says, pausing at the door and glancing back.
I arch a brow, knowing damn well that whatever’s about to come out of her mouth is about to destroy me. “Even think about stroking that mouthwatering cock tonight, and I’ll make it my personal mission to make sure you never get to taste my sweet little cunt ever again.”
I groan. Just the thought of my lips between those thighs makes my cock ache with need. “You’re killing me, doll.”
Harper’s gaze darkens with a lethal desire before hitting me with the most dazzling smile I’ve ever seen. “Sweet dreams,Uncle Knight,” she coos before breaking into a wicked laugh and sailing her perfect ass down the hall to my spare bedroom. All while leaving me a fucking mess. My cock is harder than it’s ever been with no way of relieving the ache, and my head spinning from the torturous way she called me Uncle.
There’s no fucking doubt about it. Harper-Rayn Madden dominated this round. But come tomorrow, the ball is back in my court, and I have every fucking intention of making it count.
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HARPER-RAYN
My thighs shake at just the memory of Knight’s tongue circling my clit, and as I stand at his breakfast bar, sipping my coffee, I can’t believe I actually did that. I can be more than bold when asking for what I want, but walking across his bed and demanding he eat my pussy while ignoring the raging hard-on in his pants was insane.
I fucking loved it.
It was incredible, and even now, hours later, my eyes are still rolling in the back of my head, and yet I can’t help but feel embarrassed about it. It was too much. I was too forward, too bold, and now my step-uncle knows exactly how I taste, how I sound when I come, just how desperate I am when I’m on the edge. But do I regret it? Not for one damn second.
His mouth on my body was intoxicating, so much more than I thought it was going to be, and damn it, I need more. I will nevernot need more from that man, but damn it. I shouldn’t want him. It’s profoundly wrong.
Off. Limits.
I need Izzy to tattoo the words across my forehead, and maybe then I’ll remember not to let cocky, broody SWAT officers take advantage of me. Though truth be told, I’m the one who took advantage of him last night, but I’m not sure he’d see it the same way. He was far too eager to even consider the idea that I was taking advantage. He was hungry for it. Starved. And the look in his eyes when he closed his mouth over my pussy and tasted me for the first time . . . Fuck me.
I will never recover from this. Not in a million years.
I continue sipping my coffee when I hear Knight step out of his bedroom and make his way up the hall. My cheeks instantly blaze, and as I lean against the breakfast bar, I tip my head forward, letting my hair cascade over my shoulder and cover my face.
