Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 103008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Harley and I scramble to run up the stairs to his bedroom.
After a few weeks, my ass is a little tender from what I’m calling Operation Distract Harley, but that doesn’t stop me from checking the time and reaching for his morning wood pressed against my side.
“You’ve got twenty minutes to fuck me again before Iris will be here.”
I’ve been trying to keep Harley in his normal routines and play down his intruder-slash-now-potential-stalker situation.
It’s been working and has kept his head where it should be—on anything but Billy Webber.
Trav has been following him, and while he’s saying the guy isn’t a threat, I want to give it a bit more time before pulling our guys off his tail.
According to Trav and the guys at Mike Bravo, Billy is a boring human being who hasn’t even googled Harley in recent weeks let alone shown escalating stalker tendencies, but it eases my mind knowing we have eyes on him.
And maybe that’s overkill. Maybe this is why it’s a bad idea for me to be sleeping with Harley while working for him. But I’ve never wanted to protect anyone or anything more.
Meanwhile, I get to wake up next to Harley every morning. I get to distract him with my mouth and my body, and he has no reservations about taking the distraction.
He knows how to get me begging for him, and any hesitation about being able to overpower me went out the window the first time he fucked me.
Harley’s becoming an expert at pushing my limits, and I’m loving this newfound sense of loss of control. He reaches for the lube and preps my already used hole from a few hours ago.
“You want this?” Harley says with a smirk on his lips.
He has his fingers lodged inside me while he strokes his cock which is shiny with lube.
I shake my thoughts free and concentrate on the sexy man on top of me. He deserves all my attention. “Always.”
Words like that should scare me because no matter how hard I try to think of a future with Harley, reality reminds me there isn’t one.
It feels like a hell of a lot more than sex, but I’ve never had that before, so this is all new territory.
The way Harley stares down at me as he enters me slowly. The way he leans down and kisses me softly. I know one thing for sure, this is completely new.
My eyes meet his.
“Thank you,” he whispers. He moves in and out of me at a languid pace.
“Thank you?”
He shifts his body weight, pressing his chest against mine, and his lips land on my neck.
His hot breath on my skin sends a jolt of want down my spine. I rotate my hips beneath him, forcing him to move inside me, and he shudders.
“You’ve been great at distracting me.” He groans and thrusts harder as if it’s an involuntary movement. “And I’m thankful for it.” Harley’s lips meet mine.
He starts a fast pace, and every small brush against my prostate makes me harder. This is the part I get easily lost in. Where I’m needy and wanting, with Harley giving it to me as hard as he can.
Harley’s hair is wet with sweat, and I run my hand through it.
“I love being inside you,” he rasps against my lips.
“I love that you love being inside me.”
He pulls back and reaches for my cock. “But one of these days, we’re going to have to try it the other way.”
It’s not my first preference, but I’ll do it. “I’m up for that. You think you can handle all of me?” Yeah, I’m cocky about the size of my dick. It’s not really surprising.
“Probably not, but I want to try.”
I pull him close and roll us over fast so I’m on top. I try to stop him from slipping out of me, but it’s impossible. Sitting up, I reach back and line him up with my ass so I can sink down on him.
“I would suggest flipping right now, but Iris will be here soon, and we don’t have the time I’d need to focus on you properly.”
“Is that your way of telling me to hurry up and come?”
I roll my hips. “Maybe.”
He sucks in a sharp breath. “Keep doing that and it won’t take long at all.”
I fuck myself on his dick, loving every expression Harley pulls. I can tell he’s trying to hold back for me, but I don’t want him to.
“Don’t wait for me. Come inside me.”
He grips onto my hips and thrusts upward once. Twice.
Harley falls apart beneath me while I stroke my cock until I come all over his chest.
“We really need to shower. Fast,” I pant but still don’t move.
Harley runs a finger over his chest and through my cum. “Yep.” He laughs.
Yet, when I go to get off him, he holds me in place.