Page 172 of Hell Hath No Fury
“Well, Noah had no right to get involved. And I see you as someone bright enough to take over a business at too young an age and make sure it thrived. You’re smart enough to fix any car brought into your shop. You have a big heart and an even bigger…”
“Hey.” He tickled her sides and she writhed with laughter.
As she sobered, she asked, “What made you change your mind?”
He met her gaze. “I knew you were going to call me when the belt broke on the car. And all I could think about was how this was my chance. I wasn’t going to let you miss classes that meant so much to you, so I was going to take you to Denver. We were going to be together. I could go after what I wanted or regret it for the rest of my life.”
She blinked back tears. “Well, I’m glad you did.”
He kissed her, and she sighed into him. His hands skimmed over her sides, coming up to her breasts, pausing as he fondled her, cupping them in his big hand.
He lifted his head, his gaze coming to rest on her breasts.
“What?” she asked.
He lifted each globe in one of his big hands. “I’ve always thought about you. Jerked off to the idea of thrusting in between these fabulous breasts.” Leaning down, he licked at first one nipple, then the next.
She didn’t know if it was an attempt to distract her, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what he said even as her sex swelled and she grew damp while he sucked and nipped at the tight buds.
She drew a deep breath and said, “Try it.”
“What?”
“Play out your fantasy.” She lifted her breasts and offered them to him.
His blue eyes darkened to nearly black. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” There wasn’t much she wouldn’t do with this man.
He leaned down and kissed her, slowly and leisurely, rolling his tongue against hers, telling her without words what her offer meant to him. Then he raised his head and slid forward until his thick, hard cock rested between her cleavage.
“Hold your breasts tighter in your hands,” he said in a rough voice she felt straight down to her clit.
She watched his face, the play of emotions in his expression as his gaze came to rest on her breasts once more. She did as he asked, gripping herself with both hands. It felt odd, touching herself in front of him.
“Now squeeze them together.”
As she pushed her breasts, she captured his cock between the two mounds of flesh. Leaning forward, he began thrusting his cock, tunneling in and out of the cavern she’d created.
As she watched his taut expression and felt him pass through her breasts, she found herself getting more aroused. It was sexy as hell, him getting off this way.
His rhythm started out slow and sure, but the closer to orgasm, the jerkier his movements. And his grunts and groans grew louder until suddenly he stiffened, streams of pearly liquid spreading over her chest as he came. And he continued to come until he collapsed into a sitting position, his breathing coming in shallow spurts.
“That was better than any fucking fantasy.” Picking her up, he carried her into the bathroom.
They showered, cleaning off only to have him drop to his knees so he could lick, suck and play with her sex until bright lights flickered behind her eyes and she came so hard she would have fallen had he not been there to support her.
An hour later, they shared room service only to end up back in bed where they enjoyed each other some more before falling asleep in sated heaps.
The next morning, they woke up late, having forgotten to set an alarm, and Harper rushed to get ready for her first class. She still had to figure out where in the hotel the session was being held and eat something so she didn’t pass out during the long hours ahead of her.
But through her quick shower and putting on her makeup, she practically bounced on the balls of her feet, happy in a way she’d never been.
Yet in the back of her mind was the niggling thought that so much time had been wasted and it was so unfair. But they’d found each other now, and she wasn’t going to dwell on what she couldn’t change. Except she was going to kick her brother’s ass when she got home.
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Matt listened to Harper humming in the bathroom as she got ready for class. A lead weight sat in his stomach. Not because he regretted anything with Harper last night, but because he was worried about her car, which led to concern abouther.
