Page 23 of Meet Me in the Penalty Box

“Come with me,” I told her, holding my hand out for her as I held on to our bag of food with the other hand. “Let’s get inside and eat before the food gets too cold.”

Harper slid her palm against mine without hesitation and her fingers laced with mine. I looked at her once more and she smiled back at me. “Good, because I’m starving.”

So am I… but not for food.

I led her into the building and we stepped onto the elevator. After punching in my code, it took us straight to my floor. As the doors slid open, Harper looked at me with an eyebrow raised. “This is your place?”

I nodded and pulled her inside my condo before the elevator doors slid shut. The walls were painted a darker gray and it had a clean, slate like aesthetic. My mother and sister were the two who decorated my place after I picked out the color scheme. There was a masculine feel to it, yet it was modern and industrial.

“It’s really nice,” Harper said softly as she followed me into the kitchen area. It had an open floor plan concept with the kitchen, dining, and living room area.

I set the bag of food down on the island and turned around before pulling Harper to me. She exhaled softly as the front of her body collided with mine. Sliding my hand along the side of her jaw, I lifted her chin so she was looking up at me.

“I’m starving,” I growled as I dragged my thumb along her plump bottom lip. “I’m ready to eat now.”

Harper’s eyes searched mine as she slid her hands around the back of my neck. “The food is right behind you.”

A smirk pulled on my lips and I shook my head. “Not what I’m hungry for, love,” I told her as my face dipped down to hers as my hands dropped to her waist. “I’m hungry for you.”

My mouth crashed into hers and Harper didn’t miss a beat. Her hands were running through the hair at the nape of my neck and she was wrapping her legs around my waist as I lifted her into the air. She was in my arms, her tongue was in my mouth, and I set her down on the counter as I deepened the kiss. Our tongues danced together and my lips bruised hers, but I wasn’t holding back.

She was mine for the taking and I was going to take every fucking thing she was willing to give me.

Harper’s legs were still around my waist and my cock was hard, pressing against her through the material of our clothing. She rolled her hips, grinding herself against me as I slid my hands along her thighs. Our tongues danced together and I breathed her in. I kissed her until we were both breathless, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more.

I wanted it all.

Pulling away from her, I trailed my lips along her jaw before traveling down the length of her neck. Her moans slid along my eardrums like silk and my hands slid under her ass as I continued to move down her body. She released her legs from my waist and I was still standing between her legs as I looked at her.

Reaching for the bottom hem of her shirt, I began to push it up her torso. Harper’s eyes were hooded, her gaze heated, and her chest rose and fell with every ragged breath she took. I slowly pushed it up until she was lifting her arms into the air. I pulled it away from her and tossed it onto the floor.

Harper leaned back slightly, planting her hands on the countertop as I inched closer to her. My mouth found the tender skin in the crook of her neck and I made my way along her collarbone while reaching around her back to undo the clasp of her bra. Within a fraction of a second, I removed it from her body and threw it wherever her shirt went.

My mouth traveled down to her breasts and they fit perfectly in my hands. Her skin was soft and I pulled one nipple in between my lips as I rolled the other between my thumb and forefinger. Her chest rose and fell faster and my cock strained against my pants.

Switching breasts, I continued my assault on her flesh before I began to slowly bend my knees and trail my lips down her torso. Harper’s hands were in my hair and she was pulling my head up to look at her.

“What are you doing?” she breathed, her eyes frantically searching mine.

I tilted my head to the side as I slid my hands under her ass and grasped the waistband of her leggings. “I told you that I was hungry.”

Her eyes widened slightly as her mouth formed in the shape of anO.

The corners of my lips lifted. “Be a good girl and lay back for me so I can eat.”

I began to pull her leggings down, pulling her panties with them. Harper didn’t utter another word, lifting her hips instead as I peeled her clothes from her body until she was completely naked lying on my kitchen counter.

Standing between her legs, I allowed myself the pleasure of taking a mental picture of her. I wanted this moment cemented in my mind for the rest of eternity. “So fucking perfect,” I murmured as I pressed the tips of my fingers between her breasts and trailed them down her body. “I could stare at you like this for the rest of my fucking life. Spread out and ready for me to take what is mine.”

“Yours?” she lifted an eyebrow as she stared up at me.

“I’m going to ruin you for anyone else, love,” I breathed, a smirk pulling on my lips as I lowered myself to my knees between her legs. Sliding my hands under her ass, I pulled her hips to the very edge of the counter so her pussy was directly in my face. “So, yes. That makes every inch of you mine.”

As I ran my tongue against her, Harper inhaled sharply, instantly sliding her hands through my hair. Her nails dug into my scalp as I moved my mouth against her. My eyelids fell shut and I circled my tongue around her clit, just barely brushing it with each movement. Harper hooked her thighs over my shoulders and I smiled against her pussy as she lifted her hips in the air.

Pulling back, I slapped her pussy with my palm. Her body jolted, her head lifting up in a rush as she let out a yelp. She was breathless, her cheeks tinted pink as her wide eyes met mine.

“What was that for?”

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