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His mouth travels across the swell of my breasts — still encased in lace before a flick of his wrist at my back opens the garment and I let it drop to the floor.
“A vision.” His eyes don’t dip down though, they stay locked on mine.
I’m a vision to him.
My own hands come to splay across his chest, the firm heat of him under my palms making me lightheaded. I reach down and pinch the hem of his shirt between my fingers to slowly lift it over his head and drop it to the floor. The crisp hair that dusts his chest tickles my palms as I sweep my hands over the massive expanse of his skin.
So strong. Will I feel his heartbeat thunder against my lips?
Testingly, I press a kiss to his sternum. The steady thump of his heart a pulse against my mouth.
The button on my shorts gives way under his fingers, and he slides his hands around to my ass before working the denim and my panties over my legs.
I reach out to do the same, but his hand grabs mine. “Those need to stay on if this is going to last longer than two minutes.”
The ragged edge of his voice makes me smile — because we’re on the same page. I feel like I’m going to combust if he doesn’t touch me, if he doesn’t hurry the hell up.
Harlan turns us and walks me backward until my legs hit his bed. Slowly, he lowers me until my back hits the mattress and then kneels on the floor between my parted thighs.
There’s no room for embarrassment, the most private part of me bared to his gaze. Not when I look down and see the fiery devotion in his own gaze.
“So. Goddamn. Beautiful.” He traces a finger through my folds, my arousal coating the digit until it glides smoothly.
My back arches at the sensation. “Har,” I pant his name like it’s an anchor holding me in place.
“Fuck, Sunshine.” His mouth replaces his finger, and he kisses my clit.
“Oh Jesus Christ,” I shout at the electricity coursing through my clit at the innocent touch. I bite the back of my hand to stifle the moan that rips through me.
I am not waking my daughter up. I refuse to ruin this.
He swipes his tongue through my folds, and a rumbly growl vibrates against my overheated flesh.
My hand digs into Harlan’s hair, and I scratch my fingers against his scalp. Hazel eyes lock onto mine just as his mouth closes over my pussy.
A press of his thumb against my entrance is what does it. Like a rocket being shot into the sky, I catapult over the edge of pleasure. Waves of sensation course through me, my inner channel clenching on nothing as I come against his mouth, his lips and tongue working me through the climax.
“There you go, Sunshine.” He growls against me as his thumb abandons my center to rub slow circles against my clit. “There you go. Come all over my fingers — all over my mouth.” He dips a finger into my core, and it sets off a second stronger orgasm until I’m a writhing mess at his mercy.
Just as my orgasm winds down, his finger disappears, replaced with the flat of his tongue as he laps up the moisture spilling from my center.
“You fucking taste like sunshine too.” My legs shake, the oversensitive skin between my legs tingling as I come down from the high.
I run my hands through his hair before tugging lightly.
My eyes tingle and my cheeks warm against the emotion this man makes me feel.
I thought that I might have a hard time with intimacy, with being with someone else after… before… and I want to both laugh and cry that it’s not the case. That somehow, someway, I’m able to be with him and not run screaming for the hills when so much of my past experience was force and anger and abuse boiled down to its most heinous. I got here myself, goodness knows I’ve put more thought into this than anything else over the last few days, but Harlan helped to give me this gift back. The gift of giving my body to someone in care and devotion.
And I know down to my bones that he won’t ever take it — or me — for granted.
“Come up here, please.” I gasp, still unable to catch my breath my eyes stinging at the emotion flooding my heart.
Harlan’s hands drop to the button on his pants, and in a second, he’s naked. All corded massive muscle illuminated by the moonlight coming from his window. His abs pave a pretty picture to the thick, heavy length of him, and my own hands itch with the need to touch him all over. To learn what rips the growl from his throat, what makes his muscles quiver. To give him as much pleasure as he gave me and make him feel as cherished as I do right now.
I cock an eyebrow at him and smile.
“My turn.”
