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Not just beautiful, but absolutely gorgeous. Her skin was flush, her lips plump from being so thoroughly kissed. Her hair fanned out beneath her, across my pillow, the very pillow of my very bed.
I still can’t believe—
She crooked a finger, and I climbed between her legs. There would be nothing stopping us this time. Nothing between my thick, raging hard-on and the beautiful, lightly golden ‘V’ that formed at the junction of those long, beautiful legs.
I pushed forward, parting her slightly, stopping against her wetness. My eyes scanned every beautiful, majestic detail of the scene before me. I wanted to sear it into my brain, so I could remember it forever.
“I still love you, you know,” I smiled down at her.
Harper laughed. “You’re such an asshole.”
“And your point?”
She sighed softly, squirming into the comforter, spreading her legs even wider. Then she reached down, wrapped one hand around me, and guided me home.
“I love you too,” she whispered, her eyes locked on mine.
“Now fuck me.”
Finally, I leapt.
Harper groaned as I plunged into her, driving the air from her lungs as I bottomed out in the hottest, most molten place in the universe. It was every bit as good as I imagined. Worth every last moment I’d spent dreaming about what could’ve been, what should’ve been, and what now, at long last, finally was.
Our bodies connected perfectly as I surged into her again and again, grinding myself deeper inside her at the end of every thrust. I was up on my arms, looking down into that beautiful face. Down below, Harper had her hands clamped on my ass. The stab of her fingernails felt surprisingly good as she squeezed me tightly, perhaps making sure I wasn’t going anywhere, anytime soon.
Our eyes met again, but there were no words to mark this monumental event. There was only the rhythm of our bodies, the heat of her core. The gentle forward and back shift as we slowly, methodically fucked, enjoying the moment, rolling comfortably against one another as the magnitude of what we were doing gradually sank in.
This is perfect, I thought to myself. This is—
My reflections were interrupted by the greatest kiss of all time. Harper’s lips surged softly against mine, her tongue piercing my teeth, rolling its way lovingly through my open mouth as I kissed her back. It meant so much that we were still so intimately connected, still fucking each other. I rocked her soft, feminine body beneath mine, crushing her against me, as she whimpered and cooed and inhaled my every breath into her wet, waiting mouth.
Eventually she took what she wanted, rolling me onto my back. Harper mounted me with a wicked gleam in her eye. Her lips were wet and pursed with pleasure as she sank down on me, impaling herself to the hilt. From there she rode me slowly, deeply, opening and closing her eyes. I guided her hands to my hard stomach, listening to the gasp of air as she inhaled, fingers splayed. She cried out as I bucked upward, piercing her to the core, then bore down on me with her hips, swallowing me wholly and completely inside her. Eventually she looked at me, and smiled.
“What are you thinking about?” she whispered.
I pulled her face to mine and kissed her some more, still thrusting slowly in and out of her.
“I’m thinking I’ve imagined this so many times,” I murmured against her lips. “That I’m finally realizing the dream of being inside you.”
Her expression was adoration, endearment, even love. Harper moved her hands to my face and kissed me some more. Our eyes were locked, our souls connected. Our smiles grew wide with the pure thrill of sharing each other on such deep, fathomless levels, until our faces contorted in our eventual, mutual climax.
I erupted inside Harper at the exact moment she contracted around me, moaning, groaning, clawing my chest as I filled her from beneath. She kissed me even more fiercely, throughout our orgasm, until expressions of joy were plastered across both of our faces.
And my universe was finally right again.
~ 22 ~
HARPER
It was the first semi-warm day in a long time, and I meant to seize it. The sun was out, and shining brilliantly. The contact warmth it provided was enough to bundle the kids up tight, shuffle them downstairs, and walk them across the street to the nearby park.
“And you spent the whole night with him?”
At the moment I was sitting on a bench in the toddler’s play area, watching Brayden and Emma worm their way through a series of yellow plastic tubes. The static electricity was making their hair stand up adorably. I’d already taken a thousand pictures.
“I didn’t plan to,” I admitted. “But yes. I slept until the sun came up, and crept out of there before Jax came to get Emma.”
Sophia wrinkled her nose. “Jax…” she repeated. “That’s the one who hates you, right?”
