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“Because I don’t want to only fuck you.” His words cause a shiver to run through my body. “I mean, I do.” He laughs to himself. “But that’s not all I want from you.”
“But that’s what you wanted from all the others?” I question.
“Not necessarily but in a way, yeah. I guess. I never go into something thinking it will be only another hookup. It just usually ends up that way.”
“What do you want from me, Harris?” I question, not able to meet his eyes.
I hear his feet pad across the floor moments before his hand slides under my chin, lifting my face to his. “Everything.” He leans down and kisses me. “I want everything,” he whispers against my lips.
“Harris, I...” I don’t know what to say.Me, the person who has a comeback for nearly everything, is at a loss for words.
“I know what you’re thinking.” He pulls back, brushing my hair over my shoulder. “But I’m not just trying to win a bet, Blue. I’m trying to win you.”
“Why?” I croak, not able to think of one good reason why a guy like him would want someone like me. He’s gorgeous and funny and smart and I’m me. Boring, simple Blue.
“Why?” He blinks like he’s confused by the question.
“Why me?”
“You know, I’ve asked myself that question several times since the first time we met. Why can’t I stop thinking about her? Why does every other woman pale in comparison to her? Why does it feel like a dagger to my chest every time she looks at me with disgust in her eyes? Why? What is it about this girl that’s so different? What is it about this girl that makes me question everything? And you know what I’ve come up with?”
“What?” The single syllable word nearly strangles me.
“Because you’re you. You’re beautiful and yet you have no idea. You’re funny and witty. You can pop off a comeback in no time flat. You’re strong and you don’t take an ounce of shit from anyone. You’re sweet, even when you try to hide it. Your laugh is the most infectious sound I’ve ever heard. And when you smile, I swear it could bring me to my knees. You’re different than all the others because there is no one else out there like you. You understand me in a way I don’t think anyone ever has before. You see past my smoke screen, even when you try to act like you don’t. I’ve never met someone who’s made me feel the way you have. In the last eight days you’ve completely upended my entire world and at the end of the day, whether you stay or whether you go, you have changed me in ways I don’t think I could even begin to explain.”
His hands reach up and cup my face, his thumbs softly stroking my cheeks as he stares down at me.
I’m at a loss. I have no words. No witty come backs.Nothing. I’m frozen, unable to move or speak. My heart is thumping so loudly in my chest I wouldn’t be surprised if Harris can hear it.
I’ve never had someone look at me the way Harris is right now, and it’s as terrifying as it is exhilarating.
“I... um,” I stutter, making a split-second decision that I know will alter the course of our entire relationship as we know it. “I’m sorry.” I stare at him for a long moment. “I’m sorry, but it looks like you’re about to lose a bet.” I watch the realization appear on his face when my hands drop to his waist.
I pull open the towel with ease and let it drop to the floor. His eyes grow dark and his nostrils flare as he tries to control his breathing.
“Blue.”
“Shhh.” I hold a finger to his lips. “No talking.” I replace my fingers with my lips and kiss him. Not slow and soft like before but deep and hungry.
He groans into my mouth as his fingers find the hem of my shirt. It’s over my head and on the floor before I have time to process the movement.
He steps toward me, forcing me backward. The backs of my legs hit the bed seconds before I go tumbling onto the soft bedding, Harris coming down with me.
He kisses my neck, nipping and tasting as he works his way down to my chest. Sliding the material of my bra to the side, he pulls a nipple into his mouth and sucks, hard. I groan at the contact and the pleasure that ripples through me when he repeats the process on my other breast.
“Fuck. You’re so beautiful,” he says, kissing his way down to my belly button and then back up again. “You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamt of this moment.” He nips at my earlobe, sliding it in between his teeth as he settles between my legs.
“Harris.” My voice comes out breathy.
“Tell me this is what you want.” He grinds against me, the feeling of his stiff erection pressing into my center enough to drive me wild.
“I want this,” I reassure him, plunging my tongue into his mouth when his face comes back to mine. “I want you,” I murmur against his lips.
Without warning, he pushes up but before I can protest the loss of his touch, his hands slide down to my waist, his fingers making quick work of the button and zipper of my jeans. Peeling them off of my legs, he stares down at me for a long moment; his eyes sweeping over my soft pink lace bra and matching panties.
He drinks me in like I’m a tall glass of water on a scorching summer day. I’m overwhelmed by the way this makes me feel.
He takes his time slowly drawing my panties down my legs before helping me out of my bra. It isn’t until I’m laying beneath him, completely bare, that reality starts to seep in.
