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“Thank you,” Harper says, her voice cracking as I squeeze her fingers once more.

I know this day has been draining, I can see it in her expression and the way she closes her eyes every once in a while.

“Don’t thank me yet, I have a lot of work to do these next few days but go home and rest. I’m sure you both need it.”

I agree because he’s not wrong. I’m exhausted and could use a nap right about now. We’ve been in this room for at least four hours, and I’m beat. I take my girl’s hand and lift her off her chair and bring her to my chest, kissing her temple.

“Thanks for everything, Dixon, you know where to find me if you need anything.”

He nods his head once before looking back at his computer.

“Oh, Josh?” he asks just as we reach his closed door. I turn, facing him. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

I give him a small smile before opening the door and heading back out to my truck. I have a need to lie in my bed, Harper’s arms wrapped around me, and fall asleep knowing that everything is finally going in our favor.

19

Josh

I wake to one of my dreams come true. My eyes cast down only to see Harper, lying between my legs and inhaling my cock like it’s her fucking job.

“Jesus Christ, Sunshine,” I mutter through gritted teeth. My mouth opens to tell her to stop before I come but she inhales my cock so far to the back of her throat that I see stars. My fingers thread through her hair, pushing her farther down my cock and gasping at the gagging sounds coming from her throat. Jesus, this girl was made for me.

“Enough,” I grit through clenched teeth as I pull her off my cock, and before she can protest, I spin her around and lift her legs until she’s straddling my face, her mouth still hovering over my engorged cock. “It’s only fair that if you get a taste, so do I.”

She moans, sinking her mouth back down on my cock as I grip her hips and pull her pussy onto my mouth before licking her from back to front.

“Jesus, Josh, how can one tongue feel so fucking good,” she says, taking her mouth away from my cock and so I do the same. Her head turns, wondering why I stopped, and I just give her a sinister smirk.

“You stop, I stop, sweetheart. Now suck my cock the way I know you can, and I’ll eat your pussy until your legs give out.”

The sound that comes out of her mouth is nothing short of erotic and when that tongue traces the length of me, I do the same, savoring the taste of her on my lips. After a few seconds, I start to feel her legs start to shake and the vibrations in her throat as she moans around me.

“That’s it, Sunshine,” I mutter against her, my fingers tracing her opening and groaning as she shudders when I sink those two digits inside and feel her walls squeeze. “Come for me sweetheart, flood my mouth.”

With that, she comes on a cry, flooding me with her taste while sinking my aching cock to the back of her throat and swallowing, causing me to explode in her mouth.

“Fucking hell…” I murmur, trying to catch my breath because right now I can’t even remember my own name.

“Good morning,” Harper whispers before kissing her way back up my torso before finally landing on my lips.

I can still taste myself on her lips and although some guys might find that revolting, the fact that this woman just sucked me dry without any prompting makes it hard to stop my tongue from entering her mouth.

The kiss was supposed to be innocent enough, just a good morning peck before we get started on the day, but before long, we’re making out and it’s ten minutes later and the ringtone of my phone separates us.

“Who the fuck is calling me this early?” I mutter before Harper burst into laughter when she points to the clock on the wall. It’s after ten.

I haven’t stayed in bed this late since college. I kiss her quickly once before leaning over and picking up my phone off the nightstand and seeing that it’s my coach.

“What’s up?” I ask, holding the speaker to my ear while sitting back against the headboard and pulling Harper’s over so that her head is resting on my leg.

“Hey Josh, I was just calling to see how you were doing.” His voice sounds strained, and I bet the last few days have been interesting, to say the least. I look down, smiling as my fingers begin to play with Harper’s hair. “You’re doing good?” he repeats, his concern crystal clear.

“Yeah, I’m good.” My fingers still threading through her hair and playing with the ends. “Headaches are still lingering but the doc told me that was normal for the next few weeks.”

Harper shifts, her eyes landing on mine with a small smile on her lips.

“I wanted to see if you and Harper wanted to come by my office for a second today. I need to discuss something with both of you.”

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