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Chapter Eighteen
Harris
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Blue answers the dooron the first knock, almost as if she was waiting right next to it for me to arrive. The thought makes me smile.
When the door swings open and her face comes into view, my body does a lot more than just smile. It comes to life. As if the last five days I’ve been walking around in a haze.
“Hey.” She looks tired and I immediately feel a little guilty for being so selfish and showing up when she told me she needed rest. I still plan to let her sleep, but I needed to see her first.
“Hey.” I step over the threshold and tug her into my arms, kicking the door closed behind me. Burying my face into her hair, I inhale deeply. “You smell good.”
“I do?” She pulls back, crinkling her nose in that cute way she always does.
“You always smell good.” I lean down and sweep my lips against hers. “I’m sorry for just showing up. I really needed to see you.”
“It’s okay.” She gazes up at me. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“You are?”
“I am.” She wraps her hands around the back of my neck and pulls my face to hers. “But right now I don’t want to talk.” She kisses me deeper, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I groan at the sweet taste of her.
“But I thought you wanted to get some sleep,” I murmur against her lips.
“I’ll sleep later.” She reaches for the hem of my shirt and tugs upward. I step back and pull it the rest of the way off, tossing the material to the floor as Blue works at the button of my pants.
She’s not being subtle about what she wants and I am more than happy to give it to her.
Working my pants over my hips, I kick them and my boxers off as Blue strips out of her jeans, panties, and shirt in record time. When she reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, the material slowly falling away, I damn near come undone.
Pulling her to me, I lift her up; her legs wrapping around my waist as I tangle my hand in the back of her hair and reclaim her mouth.
I know I should do the gentleman thing and take her to bed, but I’m too impatient to wait. Reaching between us, I line myself at her entrance and slowly guide her down until I’m buried deep inside of her.
We both gasp.
Fuck, I’ve missed this girl. And not just the feel of her, either. But her smell, her taste, her voice, the way she whimpers as I thrust inside her. Everything about her drives me insane. I crave her in a way I’ve never craved anything in my life. When she’s not with me, I ache for her. Physically ache for her to be with me.
It’s been two weeks and already I can’t imagine letting her go. Hell, I’m pretty sure I was hooked the night we made the bet. This may have started out as something fun, but it’s quickly morphed into so much more. Or at least for me it has.
The encounter doesn’t last long. As soon as I back Blue up against the wall to give myself a better angle, I feel my release starting to build. It starts as a tingle in the back of my neck and slowly spreads down my body. I shake from the intensity of the build, trying to hold on until I know she’s ready.
Within seconds she’s clawing at my back, her face buried in my neck as her orgasm takes hold. Mine plows through me at the same time, the force enough to cause my knees to shake under the weight of us.
Once I’ve come down, I’m reluctant to release her. Buried inside of her has become my favorite place to be. So much so that I never want to leave. But I know I have to break the connection and feel the loss of her the instant I lower her to her feet.
“Well that was...” Unexpected. Incredible. Mind fucking blowing.
“Yeah.” She grins like she feels the same emotions even though I never got the words out. “Come on.” She takes my hand and tugs. “I need a hot shower and a warm bed.”
“Is that an invitation?” I ask, following her toward the bathroom.
“What do you think?”
I second guessed myself the whole way to her apartment, but now I’m damn glad I came. I hadn’t planned it, but the minute I learned she was back in Boston, I couldn’t help myself. I made some bullshit excuse about not feeling well and dipped out of the office as quickly as I could.
I was afraid that she wouldn’t be as excited to see me as I was to see her, but that fear dissipated the instant I saw her. She may not be as vocal about how she’s feeling as I am, but I can tell she feels this, too. Whatever is happening between us is undeniable.
