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Chapter 27

Harlan

Itrack every expression as it crosses her face.

Joy.

Elation.

Wonder.

Awe.

And finally pleasured relaxation.

Maisie’s in my bed, loose limbed and dazed after her orgasm, and the illumination of the sun has nothing on the sunshine glowing from every ounce of her in my bed, after I’ve devoured her pussy. I can still taste her on my lips, and the crushing desperation for more roars through me.

There’s a small smile playing on her lips as I climb into the bed next to her and pull her into my arms. She trails her hand down my chest and teases the patch of hair that trails from my belly to my dick in an aching caress.

My turn.

As much as I want to lose myself in her, in us, finally coming together, I want to give her what she wants more.

And if that’s playing with me while we’re in this damned bed, I’ll find the control to let her have her fun.

I roll to my back, pulling Maisie with me, until she’s straddling my thighs. Her hips drop, and her center settles against my aching cock. It pulses against her, searching for more friction, and I bite back the need to take her hips in my hands and lower her onto my waiting dick. Instead, my hands map the skin of her thighs — she’s so damned soft under my touch.

“You okay?” I grunt, unable to stop myself from checking in with her.

I’ll die of unrelenting lust before I give her a single ounce of discomfort.

She nods, her small smile interrupted by the nibble she places along the outer corner of her lower lip.

Falling forward, her hands come to brace on either side of my head, and she drops her mouth to mine in a kiss. I bring my hand from her thigh to the back of her neck and hold her to me, impossibly astounded at the feeling of her kissing me, surrounding me, smothering me with her — in my bed.

She’s finally here with me.

When we break apart and her eyes bounce between mine, I keep my expression open — letting her see the need I have for her. And not just the need of her sitting on my dick, riding us both to orgasm.

I’ve never needed anyone. I’ve always had my family, but that’s something that just is. Maisie — I need Maisie in a way that a desert needs water to thrive. She’s in my blood now and I’ll never get her out.

“If I do anything you don’t like...”

“Sunshine, you could cover me in peanut butter and bird seed and leave me staked in the middle of a field for days and I wouldn’t give a shit. Don’t worry about me. This — you being here with me — is better than anything I could have dreamed up on my own, no matter if we move forward or just stop here.”

“Har,” she whispers against my mouth as her lips find mine again.

The shortened version of my name is familiar, but the way she says it is anything but.

Bracing her hands on my chest, Maisie shifts her hips until my dick is nestled against her folds, the tip of it brushing against her clit.

My hands fall to her hips, and I shift her forward an inch, just enough friction to have her gasping.

“You feel…”

Like a goddess, she rises up, nipples peaked, hair tousled, and a rosy flush covering her face, she’s a fucking fever dream I didn’t know I had.

Her hips move forward in a tentative stroke, the sensitive tip of my cock nudging her. My grip on her hips pulls her into me more fully so she can feel what she’s doing to me.

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