Page 37 of Touch In The Dark


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Gently, I lowered the material off her shoulders, exposing the delicate lace of her strapless bra. My hand brushed lightly over her breasts, causing shivers to run through her body. As I reached behind her to unfasten her bra, she moaned against my lips, encouraging me further. As soon as her bra fell away, I took hold of her pert nipple and gently twisted it between my fingers, eliciting a moan from Harper’s lips. Her body arched into mine as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

Savoring the taste of her lips, I trailed my mouth down her neck to her perky nipple. With eager exploration, my tongue encircled the hardened tip before enveloping it in my warm mouth. Her hand found its way to my head, fingers tangling in my thick hair as she moaned with pleasure. Moving one hand down her body, I lifted the hem of her skirt up her thigh, urging her to spread her legs wider for me. As I dipped my fingers beneath the fabric of her silky panties, I found her already wet and ready for me. The soft heat of her core was intoxicating as I traced my fingers along her folds.

“River,” she whispered. “Please. Please. Oh, God.”

Fucking hell, how I loved hearing my name roll off her lips. Her moans sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fierce desire within me to hear my name fall from her lips again and again. I wanted to keep her moaning all night long and well into the morning, driving her to new heights of pleasure with each release I granted her.

Gazing down at her sated expression, I quickly pulled my finger from her heat and shed my shirt while kicking off my shoes. Naked and consumed by lust, I positioned myself between her legs once more and deftly removed her panties and skirt, exposing every inch of her flawless skin.

Taking a moment to appreciate Harper’s stunning beauty, I saw the desire in her widened eyes and felt the quickening pace of her breath. Our gazes locked as I teasingly brushed the head of my cock against her entrance. With one hand firmly grasping myself, I guided the pulsating tip inside of her while claiming her lips with mine. Slowly but surely, I pushed forward until she was fully impaled upon me.

As her body relaxed into mine, I could feel the heat emanating from every inch of her skin. Her hands moved firmly down my back, leaving a trail of tingling sensation in their wake. I gripped her hips tightly as she wrapped her legs around my waist, her desire evident in the way her body arched toward me. Slowly, I slid out of her, savoring the feeling of being connected to her before plunging back in, taking my time to explore every inch of her. Her hips bucked against mine, urging me to go harder and faster. The sound of our breaths and moans mingled together, creating a symphony of pleasure as we moved in perfect rhythm. With each thrust, I delved deeper inside her until I could feel her walls pulsing around me. As she pulled me closer, I kissed her deeply, losing myself in the passion and the growing intensity between us. My own climax was building, a wild stallion galloping toward its finish line. And with one final thrust and her cries of release muffled by my lips, we soared together in ecstasy. Our bodies melted into each other as I collapsed on top of her, completely spent and satisfied.

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When a light knock came at my bedroom door, I cursed the person on the other side for waking me from a blissful sleep. With a groan, I pushed myself off the bed and quickly pulled on my pants, not bothering with underwear. As I strode to the door, ready to unleash my anger on whoever was on the other side, I could feel my hair standing up wildly from being slept on.

Reaching out, I yanked open the door to find Axe standing there, looking serious. I stepped past him and shut the door behind me.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” I grumbled, running a hand through my disheveled hair.

“I’m well aware of the time,” he whispered urgently. “But I need you to come downstairs. There’s something you need to see.”

It was only five o’clock in the morning and whatever he wanted to show me could surely wait another hour or two. But still half asleep, I followed him downstairs and into my study. When I entered the room, I saw Brian sitting at my desk, using my laptop. My annoyance quickly turned to anger.

“What the hell, Brain?” I snapped.

“Sorry, River,” he apologized quickly. “I didn’t think you’d mind.”

He turned the laptop toward me so I could see what had caught his attention. As I looked down at the screen, my first thought was that it couldn’t be real.

“Is this for real?” I asked, feeling a tremor run through my hands.

“I’m afraid so,” Brian replied grimly. “But given the hour, only the security team were inside. They all got out safely.”

My heart sank as I took in the devastation on the screen. The upper floors of the Triage Building were engulfed in flames. Collapsing into the chair behind me, I set the laptop on my thighs and stared numbly at the destruction before me. A million emotions raged inside me—despair, disgust, and overwhelming anger rising to the surface. Everything I had worked so hard for was gone in an instant.

My body trembled with a mix of shock and rage. Axe and Brian were both looking at me, waiting for my reaction. “Do we have any leads on who did this?” I asked, though the answer was already clear in my mind.

Axe’s jaw clenched tightly as he spoke through gritted teeth, “You and I both know it could only be one person. We won’t stop until he pays for this.”

The anger inside me boiled over as I seethed, “The only way to make sure Niles pays is to make sure he never takes another breath.”

My laptop slammed shut as I rose from the chair, the weight of each step feeling like a burden on my shoulders as I placed the laptop on my desk. Whether it was shock or disbelief, I couldn’t tell. The thought that Niles would stoop to such levels of hatred toward me was unfathomable. But there was no other explanation for his actions; he wasn’t just an arsonist; he was a psychopath.

Ascending the stairs to my bedroom, I found Harper still fast asleep. Her cheeks were flushed and her hands tucked beneath the pillow, giving her the appearance of a peaceful angel. I leaned down and pressed a tender kiss against her soft skin. As much as I longed to crawl into bed beside her and pretend that what had just happened was all just a bad dream, I knew I had to face reality. The Triage Building may have been destroyed, but it was just a structure that could be rebuilt. Maybe it was time for a fresh start in Atlanta; anywhere but Chicago, where nothing but heartbreak seemed to follow me. Except for Harper, nothing good came from the city I called home.

I unzipped my pants and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. As I stood in front of the steaming mirror, trying to clear my thoughts and plan out how to secure my remaining assets for rebuilding, I caught a glimpse of myself. The man staring back at me was strong and determined, ready to overcome any obstacle standing in the way of success. Despite feeling anxious and unsure just moments ago, seeing my reflection reminded me of my resilience and determination.

Shit, Harper! Reality hit me like a ton of bricks. How was I going to break the news to her? How could I spare her from worrying even more than she already had? Turning to step into the steaming shower, I caught sight of her standing by the door. Her naked body stirred desire within me once again.

She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and made her way to the bathroom sink. “Why are you up so early?” she yawned as she turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face. “I thought we were going to sleep in.”

I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. “I had some things to take care of,” I lied, knowing I needed to find a way to keep her from finding out about Triage until I could tell her myself. “Come, take a shower with me.”

Leading her by the hand, I guided her into the shower with me. The warm water cascaded down our bodies as I picked up the sprayer and gently soaked every inch of her skin. She handed me a bath sponge, and I began lathering it up with fruity scented body wash before slowly running it over her curves and contours.

My cock began to surge as she wrapped her small hand around the shaft. I wanted to replace all the fucked-up shit by dipping my cock deep inside her warmth. She was my refuge, and I wanted to lock myself inside her forever.

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