21. Edu

21

EDU

I'd fucked Harper harder than any woman before in my life. I used her body in ways that I never thought she'd consent to. But she was up for anything, taking just as much pleasure from me as I did from her.

When I first met her at the grocery store, I never thought this tiger was waiting to be unleashed. I was quickly finding out there was more to Harper than meets the eye. All I saw was a daydreamer that would have me engaged by the end of the day. And while that was true to an extent, it was all for show. And we both knew it.

But now I had even more questions about her than before. I slid my hand down her taut stomach and over her waxed mound to the piercing that drove me insane. Giving it a sharp tug, I chuckled at the indecent moan that left her lips.

"Tell me, Harper, what made you get this?"

Her legs spread wider as I played with her clit. "Curiosity. I read about it in a book, and I wanted to know if it was really as pleasurable as it sounded."

She tried it because of a book? Where were these books and how did I get my hands on them? "And?"

"Even better than the books," she grinned at me.

I tugged on it again and she gasped, sliding her hand up my neck until her thumb brushed against my mouth. I turned and sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it. "What else do you want to try from your books?"

She laughed slightly, shaking her head. "Nope, not gonna tell you."

"Why not?" I asked, thrusting my fingers into her soaked pussy. "Don't you want me to try them on you?"

"If you want to know, you'll have to figure it out."

Figure it out. Read her dirty books? How did I know which ones to pick up? Fuck it, I would do all the research necessary if it meant getting to find out this woman's every fantasy. I leaned down and sucked her earlobe into my mouth. "And what do you want me to do to you right now?"

"Suck my tits," she said breathlessly.

I pressed a kiss to her neck, then trailed my tongue down her sweaty skin and between her breasts. Her chest heaved with every breath as I slid my tongue over to her nipple, sucking it into my mouth. Her pussy clenched around my fingers as I bit gently with my teeth.

She cried out, gripping my arms hard as I bit her again, then sucked her into my mouth. Fuck, this was the sexiest thing I'd ever done. I played with her over and over again, moving from one tit to the other, just to get a reaction from her. I'd never met anyone so sensitive to my touch.

But now that I had a taste of her skin, I needed another taste of that sweet pussy. I let my tongue drag over her skin as I moved down her body, spreading her legs wide as my nose brushed over her clit. Fuck, the smell of her soaked for me was my undoing. I slid my tongue through her cream, licking every bit of it before shoving my tongue inside her.

I played with her clit while my other hand tugged at her nipples. She moaned and jerked in my arms as I thrust my tongue in and out. I had never tasted anyone as good as her, and I wasn't sure I ever would again.

"Edu," she panted.

"You like that?" I asked. "You like my tongue fucking you?"

"Yes," she breathed heavily .

"You taste so fucking good," I growled. "I could spend a whole fucking day eating you out, feeling you cream on my face." I squeezed her tit, unable to control myself. "I need to fuck you and feel your pussy squeezing my dick. And then I want you to ride my face as I suck this stud into my mouth and make you come all over me."

I tugged on it again, and this time, her legs squeezed shut around my face, smothering me as I had smothered her with my dick earlier. I refused to let up, sucking her clit into my mouth and drawing out the pain and pleasure. Her legs shook around my face as I thrust my fingers up inside her over and over again, fucking her so hard she started slapping me.

She rolled to the side, trying to push me off her, and that's when I got an idea that I knew would drive her insane. I sucked her clit into my mouth as I slid my fingers from her pussy and drew them around to her backside. The first feel of her puckered ass nearly had me coming on the spot. She stilled instantly from my touch, but didn't protest as I slid my finger inside.

A whimper filled the air as I slowly thrust inside her. "Do you like that, baby?"

Heavy breathing was the only response I got.

"Do you like my finger in your ass? I bet you wonder what it would feel like to have my cock inside you, fucking you hard from behind."

"Edu…"

Her ass relaxed every time I slid inside her. I could tell it was her first time, but she didn't push me away. "That's it, baby. Take me deep inside you. Suck my fingers inside you and fuck yourself on them."

I bent forward and licked her pussy again, giving her the pleasure she needed. Within seconds, she was moving against me, riding my fingers—slowly at first, but then she was panting hard, shoving her ass back against my hand.

"That's it, baby. Take what you need. Fuck, that's sexy. I'm gonna fuck you so hard in the ass. I'm gonna make you take my cock and then fill you with my cum. You won't be able to walk for a fucking week when I'm done with you."

Her body was jerking against me as she rode herself to orgasm using only my fingers. I slid my other hand to her pussy, using all four fingers as I spread her wide.

"You want my cock in your ass and my hand in your pussy? I'll spread you wide open." Her moans were so loud, she could wake the dead. "I'll get a dildo and fuck you with two cocks. Have you ever been filled by two dicks before?"

There was no fucking way I'd ever share her with anyone, but I'd give her as close to that as I could without flying into a jealous rage.

"Edu, I'm coming!"

I thrust my fingers inside her ass, no longer allowing her to take control. She cried out as I pummeled her, giving her the best fucking of her life. "Come on my fingers, Harper. Take me up the ass and have your way with me. Spread that cunt for me."

She cried out as her orgasm rushed through her. I quickly got to my knees and grabbed her by the hips, thrusting my dick inside her, fucking her through her orgasm. She grabbed at my shoulders and I pulled her upright, letting her straddle my thighs. She grasped on tight and started riding me hard, her tits bouncing in my face. I sucked her tit into my mouth, but it wasn't her who came hard this time.

I felt the tightening in my balls every time she bounced on my dick, and when she clenched around me, I spilled myself inside her, holding her down on me as I came deep inside her.

Burying my face in her shoulder, I panted hard, feeling like I was about to pass out. Nothing in my life had ever felt that intense, and as I felt her heart hammering against my face, I wondered how the hell I was ever going to want to end things with her.

I woke to the bed shifting and reached across the sheets, snagging Harper around the waist. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To breakfast," she chuckled. "Why? Did you not get enough last night?"

"No fucking way," I grumbled, still feeling the overwhelming urge to go back to sleep. I glanced at the clock and groaned. "It's only seven o'clock. We went to bed three hours ago. "

"And whose fault is that?"

"Yours," I said immediately, sitting up and sliding behind her, wrapping her in my arms. My lips latched onto her neck, trying to entice her back to bed.

"I have to leave."

"And I still need that ass," I grumbled, sliding my hand down between her thighs. She was wet already, but that didn't surprise me. There wasn't a single time that I rolled her over last night that she wasn't ready for me.

But this time, she pulled my hand away, turning slightly in my arms. "As nice as another round would be, my grandparents are leaving this morning and have requested my presence at breakfast."

"Tell them you're too busy fucking your fiancé." I wasn't sure why saying it didn't make me squirm. Most likely, it was because I knew it was all a lie.

"Yeah, that'll go over really well. However…"

I paused from kissing her shoulder and looked up at the hopefulness in her tone. "However, what?"

"Well…as you said, you're my fiancé..."

"No," I said, immediately scooting back.

"Oh, come on! It's just breakfast!"

"That ring on your finger isn't real," I pointed out.

"I know, and as soon as they're gone, you'll have it back, safely in your clutches."

I eyed her warily, wondering if there was any of that daydreaming going on in her head, but all I saw was clear eyes staring back at me. "Just breakfast."

She turned fully, letting the sheet fall from where it covered her breasts. "One breakfast where you play the doting fiancé. Then they leave, you get your ring back, and as an added bonus, my mouth wrapped around your cock tonight."

"I'd prefer your ass."

"We'll see how good your performance is."

My cock immediately stood to attention. Could I play the part of the soon-to-be husband all to stick my dick in her ass? I most definitely could. "One breakfast. "

She grinned, biting her lip. "And then you get what you want."

I slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. "Christ, the things I would do for you."

"For my ass," she corrected, then pulled back. "Come on. I need a shower. I smell like you."

"Then I doubt you want to get in the shower with me. That's not going to help."

She shot me a humor-filled smile. "I meant, we have to get up. Not that you could get in the shower with me."

As if my cock couldn't get any harder, I imagined all the ways I would take her in the shower. But she saw the desire in my eyes and threw a pillow at me. "I'll be out in ten minutes."

I watched her strut away, shaking that sexy ass in my face. Sighing, I leaned back and stared up at the ceiling, recounting all the ways I took her last night. I couldn't remember ever wanting a woman as much as her. It was like every time I was inside her, I was afraid it wouldn't be enough. It was a dangerous road to go down, but she seemed more aware by the minute that this was only temporary.

My only problem now was finding all the ways I could get my fill of her so I could work her out of my system and move on. Of course, finding a partner as willing to try new things as her would be difficult, especially in a small town like this. And then there was the problem of how I would go about seeing her around town without her staring at me longingly.

I knew I wouldn't have a problem cutting her from my life, but women were different. Once this was over, how would I go into the grocery store without her staring at me like the man she used to have? There had to be a way to end this that kept her from falling back into old patterns.

"Your turn," she grinned, tossing her towel at me.

I scowled at her naked form, knowing she wasn't going to allow me to fuck her before breakfast. "That's just mean."

"Relax. You'll get all your wishes tonight."

"Tonight?" I asked, my eyebrows shooting up. "No, that's not the deal we made. After breakfast, you're coming back here."

She barked out a laugh as she got dressed. "Well, since you've kept me here for two nights in a row, I'm afraid you're going to have to put your plans on hold. I have things to do."

"Like what?"

"Like paying bills and doing laundry. Cleaning my house."

"You have a brother."

She shot me a dirty look. "Yes, and he's not my keeper anymore than you are."

She knelt on the bed and pressed her lips to mine. Her tits dangled in front of me and I couldn't resist reaching out and giving them a squeeze. But before I could take it further, she pulled back and turned from me.

Sighing, I got up and took my shower. I had to stand under the ice-cold spray to keep from needing to tug on my cock. By the time I was out, I was even grumpier than when she told me she wasn't coming back here after breakfast.

"Ready?" I snapped.

"Really?" she asked, her eyebrows shooting up.

"What?"

"Do you really think you're going to get my ass with that attitude?"

"No," I grumbled.

"Remember, good fiancé."

"Yeah, yeah."

Ten minutes later, we were at the diner in town, walking toward her grandparents and her brother, who was shooting me a dirty look.

"What did I do to Oliver?" I whispered to her.

"Don't pay attention to him. Hey!" she said, hugging her grandma.

"Mr. Reynolds," I said, holding out my hand. I smiled congenially at him, hoping I was doing enough to earn that ass fucking I wanted from her.

"Son, it's good to see you again."

"You too, sir."

Son . It had been a long time since anyone had called me son. My own father hadn't called me his son since the day I walked out of my house and enlisted in the military. But that was something I chose not to think about unless it was absolutely necessary.

I pulled out Harper's chair for her, taking her by surprise, then took the seat beside her and rested my arm on the back, letting my hand dangle on her shoulder. Her grandma watched the gesture with happiness in her eyes, but her brother only scowled at me. If he kept doing that, he would fuck this up for me.

"So, did you two talk about dates last night?" her grandma asked as the waitress poured the coffee.

"Grandma, I told you, we might not get the chance?—"

"I was thinking a year from now," I cut in, turning to smile at Harper in challenge. "Don't you think?"

She was so stunned that she didn't speak for a moment. "Um…that could work."

"What about venues?"

"Patti, stop nagging them. You'll find out all the details soon enough," Chuck cut in, taking a sip of his coffee.

"A friend of mine has a beautiful back yard," I added. "I think it would be perfect."

Her grandma clasped her hands together happily. "A backyard wedding. I love it!"

I turned to Harper, my smirk increasing by the second. "What do you think, Pookie?"

Her cheeks flamed red at the nickname that had actually kind of become endearing. "Sounds beautiful." Then she rested her hand on my thigh, and I knew things were about to get intense. "And I was thinking for the honeymoon, maybe we could go to Italy."

"Italy?" I asked in surprise, nearly choking on my own spit. "Why there?"

"It's just so beautiful and romantic. Don't you think?"

And expensive as hell, but what did I know? Besides, it was all fake. "Sounds perfect."

"You could take me on one of those boats?—"

"A gondola."

"Right."

"So, Venice."

"Exactly. The perfect place for romance."

Oh, she was good. But I was better .

"And when we're done touring Italy, we could go to Greece. Hell, maybe we'll travel around Europe for an entire month."

"Can you afford to take off that much time?" her grandma asked.

"I have time off coming my way. I hardly ever take a vacation. Besides, the company really values family time."

"I have your mother's wedding dress," her grandma said. "Maybe we could take it to be altered."

Harper's good mood immediately faded. It felt like the temperature in the room dropped a good twenty degrees, taking all the fun out of our morning.

"Um…I think I'll just find something of my own."

"Your mother would want you to have it," she persisted.

"Yes, but I've seen the pictures. It's not really my style."

I glanced between the two of them, wondering what the hell was going on. We hadn't even talked about her parents. Had she not gotten along with them? I hardly thought this was the time to bring it up, but I was dying to know what had made Harper turn so icy in a matter of seconds.

"So, I start my new job next week," Oliver said, interrupting and breaking the tension.

I slid my hand over to Harper's under the table, but she immediately pulled away. All the good feelings from earlier had vanished, and the happy-go-lucky woman I had spent the night with had disappeared. Getting through the rest of breakfast was a challenge, and thankfully, it had nothing to do with me. But as we said our goodbyes to her grandparents, I couldn't help but watch her and wonder what the hell happened and how I could put that smile back on her face.