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“It’s okay. I don’t need another one.” She smooths her hands across my chest. “You’re so solid.”
My cock twitches. “Careful or you’ll make me come in my shorts and then all I’ll have is my tongue and fingers.”
“You’re pretty talented with those, so I don’t think I’ll suffer much.” She grins impishly.
“This time I’m coming inside of you. The next time can be lady's choice.”
She pinches my nipple.
“Ouch. What was that for?”
“I better be the only lady having a choice.”
“Of course.” I tap my abused pectoral. “Kiss it and make it better.”
She leans forward and takes me into her mouth, humming while she does it. I draw back. “That’s enough of that.” Who knew I was so sensitive there?
I unhook the last latch to the sexy corset thingy she was wearing under her dress. The material falls away, leaving her standing there in all her nude glory. “Gorgeous,” I breathe. I whip off the rest of my clothes and then kneel before her. Have to pay homage to the goddess appropriately. I kiss her soft belly, breathing in her musk. I cup her ass cheeks, squeezing and molding them. I nudge her legs apart with my chin and lap at her sex until her knees buckle.
We make our way to the bed. There’s little control left in my body. The only thing running through my veins is want. The only word in my ears is more. I cover my body with hers, entering her in one hard thrust. I kiss her, tasting the chocolate, the milk, and her. My tongue delves deep, matching the rhythm of my cock. “You’re so wet, so tight. I could fuck you forever. Will fuck you forever.”
Her body trembles with my strokes. I tell myself I’ll be gentler next time because I have to claim her now. I have to imprint myself on her body, to rub my scent so deep into her pores that she can’t take a step without knowing that I own her. Each pass of my cock inside her tight channel brings me closer to the edge. She’s ready too. Her eyes are glassy, and her breath comes out in choppy, short gasps.
My orgasm weighs heavy in my balls, but I want her words. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I am, Cal. God, I am.”
“And you’ll never leave.”
“I won’t let you leave.” She gives me a feral wild glare. “Now make me come.”
I reach between us and find her clit. It takes only a light pinch to send her into oblivion. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
Her cries, my growls, the sounds of our flesh meeting all mix together. I pound into her until my vision blackens. Cum jets out of me into her hot channel, and I know we’re making a baby right now. The intensity of it all swamps me. I spend my last seed inside her and collapse, rolling just to the side so I don’t crush her body. I gather her into my arms and press kisses along her sweaty forehead.
“I’m dead, aren’t I?” she whispers. “You’ve killed me and now I’m in heaven.”
“I’m there with you, and everyone told me I’d go to hell.”
She huffs out a small laugh. “I want to stay here.”
“We will have to get food at some point. Maybe use the bathroom.”
“Don’t ruin my euphoria with reality.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I stroke her back until her breath evens out and her body goes lax. Once asleep, I pull the covers over both our bodies, hug her tightly, and close my own eyes. I didn’t expect to find love in a café on 52nd Street, but I know when I’ve been offered an opportunity of a lifetime. Harlow’s the woman for me. I’ll love her until the day I die and even beyond. That she loves me in return is the best deal I could have ever asked for.
Chapter Nineteen
HARLOW
Idecide to tell the truth. To everyone. After breakfast, sex, and showering in that specific order, I march down to Gertie’s apartment. Cal strolls along behind me, hands in his pockets, whistling. He’s along for the ride, he said, although I think he plans to glare at everyone over my head, which is fine. It’s nice not being alone all the time. I kind of feel invincible whenever he’s around. That might be bad. Oh well.
Gertie opens the door the length of the chain-bolt latch. We can only see one eye, which makes her look like a cartoon villain. I stifle a laugh. “I’d like to talk about the apartment, Gertie. I’m sure you’ve had an earful from Mindy.”
“It’s Sunday. I have brunch in an hour.”
“It will take ten minutes.”
