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Harris-freaking-Avery. I’m about to have sex with Harris-freaking-Avery. And even though the thought should freak me out, it doesn’t. I know I’ve spent the last six months claiming to hate this man, but if I’m being honest, I don’t think I ever actually hated him.
I found reasons not to like him, even though he had never done anything to me. Why? I don’t know. Maybe it was because everyone fawned over him or because it wasn’t me he was fawning over.
Have I liked him this entire time but am now realizing it? Did my jealousy manifest itself into dislike?
Whatever it was, that feeling is long gone now. All that hate I thought I carried has morphed into something much, much stronger. Lust.
I want him. And I’m not ashamed to take what I want.
He kisses meeverywhere. My feet, my knees, my thighs. His soft lips brush up and down my skin like a skilled artist painting a masterpiece.
When his mouth hits my core, I buck upward, every nerve ending in my body zinging to life. I shamelessly beg for him not to stop, and he’s more than happy to oblige.
My orgasm comes within minutes, without warning, ripping through me like a tornado. My mind and body spiral in a million different directions all at once, leaving me feeling like I may never come back to the ground again.
“I want you right now.” I reach for him as the waves of ecstasy continue to pulse through me.
As mind blowing as that was, I have a feeling it won’t hold a candle to what it will feel like to have him buried deep inside of me.
Harris leans across me, snagging a condom out of his nightstand before making quick work of rolling it on. When he settles between my legs, I’m not sure if I’m more nervous or excited. I’ve never felt such an array of emotions before. The push and pull. The uncertainty. The need.
His weight is at my entrance, but he doesn’t push forward. Instead he stills, staring down at me like he can’t believe I’m here. I know the feeling. I feel like someone needs to pinch me to prove to myself that I’m not dreaming.
Leaning forward, he presses his mouth to mine, then in one hard thrust, enters me from tip to root.
I cry out, the feeling of being stretched to the brink enough to make tears prick the backs of my eyes.
Harris’ movements start out slow and controlled, but it doesn’t last long. We’re both too desperate, too hungry for each other. We claw and bite, scream and moan. Each thrust harder and harder until I’m not sure which of us will break first.
Like before, my orgasm comes out of nowhere. Only instead of fast and hard, it builds slow and is so intense I’m certain that at any moment my body and soul are going to disconnect and I’m going to float away.
I’ve never felt anything like it and I’m quite certain I never will again.
“Harris.” I bite down on his shoulder in an effort to contain the scream that rips from my throat as I explode around him.
Everything goes blurry. My eyes water, my ears ring, and my entire body clenches around Harris as wave after wave crashes over me. He picks up speed, chasing his own release, when another orgasm rips through me.
My entire body spasms in the sweetest pleasure I’ve ever felt. Harris falls right along with me, a deep groan escaping his throat as he spills his release into the condom.
His movements slow until he collapses on top of me, and the weight of him is exactly what I need to pull me down from the cloud that I’m floating on.
We lay there for several moments, both of us breathing heavy, neither of us speaking. I trail my fingers lightly up and down his smooth back, trying to process what the hell just happened.
I knew sex with Harris would be good. One look at the guy and you can tell he’s good in bed. But I never imagined it would bethatgood.
I haven’t slept with many people in my life, but I’ve slept with enough to know that what I just experienced is so far out of the norm. I don’t even know how to wrap my head around it. And honestly, I don’t care to. I don’t have any desire to pick this apart, only to enjoy it to the fullest.
After a few minutes, Harris begrudgingly gets out of bed to dispose of the condom and I take the opportunity to study him in all his naked glory. He really is a sight to behold. There isn’t an inch of him that isn’t pure god-like perfection.
How in the hell did I get here?
So much has changed so quickly it’s giving me whiplash. And yet I can’t help but relish in the feeling.
I wait until Harris crawls back into bed before asking, “So, do you prefer blue balloons or black?” I smile when he curls up next to me and nuzzles his face into my neck.
“Balloons?” He lifts his face to meet mine.
“You lost. I vaguely remember promising you loser balloons.” I giggle when he squeezes my side.
