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nbsp; “It is,” I said with a grin.
I turned towards where the voice was coming from, and I watched Harlow walk out of her room. She was in this full-length silk nightgown with her tits pushed up to her chin. The fabric draped around her curves, sashaying along her hips and thighs as she leaned against her bedroom doorway. She looked delectable. Ready for my lips to devour her without even removing her fucking clothes.
But there was that little glimmer of innocence in her eye that kept catching me off guard. That little piece of light that kept trying to shine a light on my darkness.
“You just gonna stand there?” Harlow asked.
I walked over to her, my eyes never leaving hers. She craned her neck back to keep me in view as my hand slipped around her waist. She slid her small, dainty hands up my torso, fingering the muscles underneath as I slowly walked her back into her room. I closed her door with my foot, our bodies pressed together as I backed her all the way to her bed.
I clung to the fabric of her nightgown as her hands pushed my leather jacket off my shoulders. She tugged at my shirt, pulling it over my head as my hand pressed into the small of her back. Her eyes danced around my muscles, taking in each and every ripple as her fingertips traced the outlines of my tattoos. I could see the captivation in her eyes. The glimmer of innocence that kept growing as she explored more of my body.
If I took her in one swoop, I could never be gentle. There was something about her that called to me, aching my cock for release. If I took her at that moment, she’d never come back. I’d pin her to the bed, fuck her until she screamed, then continue until she begged me to stop.
Then I’d pull one last orgasm from her before capturing her in my arms.
And I wasn’t sure if a girl like her could handle something like that.
Her hands rushed down my skin and fell to the buckle of my pants. She started to undo it, wanting to see all of me as her body began to tremble. But I wrapped my hands around hers to stop her. To keep her from going any further before I could take my control back.
“Is everything okay?” Harlow asked.
I grabbed onto her waist and picked her up effortlessly. I sat her on the edge of her bed, her small gasps falling from her lips. I pressed a kiss to the side of her lips and felt electricity rocketed through my body.
What the fuck was that?
I kissed down her neck as her hands ran along my back. I dipped my lips to her shoulder, nipping at her soft skin as the strap of her nightgown fell down her arm. Her legs parted for me as she drew me in, wrapping her feet around the backs of my thighs. I kissed down her chest, her soft breast pouring out for me. I wrapped my lips around her nipple, teasing it to a puckered peak as she sighed and laid her back down on the bed.
“Fox,” she said breathlessly. “That feels so good.”
I slid my hand up her thigh, making my way towards her heated pussy. I could smell her already, and I forced myself to keep calm. I felt the animal rising up within me. I felt a carnal desire to ruin her for any other man to come. My mind was screaming to fuck her against every surface until she could remember no other name but my own.
But I held my ground, keeping it slow and steady. Just like I knew she wanted.
Her body was trembling as I bunched her nightgown up to her hips. I kissed down her clothed stomach, feeling her hands on the back of my head. Her legs were spread for me as her feet found my shoulders, my body dipping to its knees. I could smell her. I was salivating over her. My mind was in overdrive, and my body was pumping with unused electrical energy. I could feel my heart humming in my chest, thumping a thousand times a second as I peeled her soaked underwear from her body.
They were light pink and lacy. The epitome of innocence.
I licked up her leg, nipping at her skin as she giggled. I grinned into her luscious thigh as I threaded her legs over my shoulders. I was knelt before her, ready to feast on the juices I could see glistening for me. I stuck out my tongue and licked up her slit, her legs pulling me closer as she fisted the sheets of her bed.
“Do it again, Fox. Please.”
Her breathless begging rattled my mind. I licked her pussy, gathering her salted juices on my tongue. She tasted wonderful. Better than any woman I’d ever had the pleasure of taking. My hands held her hips down to the bed, commanding her body calmly as her legs trembled upon my shoulders.
I parted her folds with my tongue as her hands wrapped around the back of my head. She was already rolling into my tongue, seeking a release she had been prepared for. I sucked her clit between my lips and flicked the tip at lightning speed. I listened to her moans and groans as they fell from her lips. My cock was pressing hard against my jeans, dripping with anger and wanting to be freed. But I kept my hands attached to her smooth skin as I lapped up every drop of her juices her pussy afforded me.
I slid my hands up her body, allowing her hips to begin rolling into my face. I found her tits and massaged them, pulling her nipples between my fingers. My name was falling from her lips, and her juices were dripping down my chin. She was desperate for her release as her pussy grew hotter. Wetter. More persistent in its need to let go.
“Fox. Yes. Please. Deeper. Harder. Just a little… yes… yes… Fox! Yes!”
I pressed my tongue down onto her clit, and she fell over the precipice. Her legs tightened around my head, and her hands shoved me deeper into her dripping folds. My hands clasped her tits tightly, feeling them throbbing and jumping with every throb that ran through her body. Her back arched deeply, and her heels dug into my back. I could hear her choked moans as her orgasm ripped through her trembling body.
And still, I licked every drop of her up.
She collapsed on the bed, and her legs went weak. Her body was shaking, spread out for me as she gasped for air. I kissed on her thighs and nipped at her hips, leaving a trail of wetness up her body until I pulled myself from underneath her nightgown.
Her face was flushed, and her chest was glistening, and my desire to have her as close as I could overtake my need to leave.
I kicked off my shoes and climbed into bed with her. I pulled her limp body close to mine, feeling her snuggle into me. Her breaths were already evening out as her hand slid down my body, her fingertips rippling along my abs.
Then her hand found mine and our fingers intertwined.
And for the first time in my life, I didn’t fight the closeness.
Chapter 14
Harlow
I slipped in and out of slumber with Fox at my side. Never in my life had I experienced that powerful of an orgasm. My body was drawn to him as I curled up at his side, and every time I woke up I managed to take a look at the clock.
I was going to have to go back to work soon.
I rolled over and grabbed my phone to check the time when a phone call came in. It was Charlene. She probably had questions about the couple I had counseled earlier. I answered the phone as Fox’s arms tightened around me, a smile gracing my lips as Charlene’s voice hit my ear.
“So, I owe you one. Big time. Want me to take your three o’clock?”
“You don’t have to. I have one at four as well, so I might as well take it,” I said.
“I’ll take your four o’clock as well if you want. I owe you for the patients I’ve had to throw your way last minute. This baby is kicking my ass,” Charlene said.
“You’re in your last trimester. It’s supposed to kick your ass. I don’t have a problem taking your clients if you need to nap or get to a doctor, Charlene. It’s not a problem.”
“But I still haven’t paid you back for the appointment last month that I had to reschedule. Let me take your last two clients for the day. I’ll take good notes, then we’ll be even.”
“Until you get sick again,” I said with a grin. “Fine. Take my last two clients and call us even.”
“Alright, girl. You enjoy the rest of your day. Anything I should know about these patients?”
“My three o’clock is going to be six weeks into her med
ication. Make sure it’s working. I’ve been communicating with her doctor to find the right prescription dosage for her. And my four o’clock is a very angry married couple. I have yet to breakthrough their communication issues, so have a pair of earplugs ready.”
“Great. Gotta love those. Okay, girl. I’ll slip the notes under your door.”
“Take care of yourself, Charlene. If it’s too much, call me. I’m only five minutes away,” I said.
“Girl, I got this. You enjoy your evening. Drink some wine or some shit.”
“I’ll have a glass for you and for me.”
“That’s my girl. Talk to you later.”
“Thanks again, Char.”
I hung up my phone and smiled as I rolled back into Fox’s arms. But when I looked up at him I saw a hunger in his eyes. It was the same type of hunger I saw a couple of hours ago when he walked into the apartment, but it was a hunger he hadn’t acted on.
I could feel his entire body shaking. He was trying to keep it under control, but he was trying too hard. His face was flushing, and his muscles were twitching, and there was a need rising inside my body I’d never felt before. I wanted him to control me. To take me. To pin me down and do what he wanted with me. The fleeting thoughts were new and frightful, but in the arms of this man I felt safe and contained.
I took a chance and pressed my lips to his. An action he had avoided earlier.
I felt him tense before he collided his body with mine. He rolled me over in bed, his strong body covering mine. My arms wrapped around his neck as his hand found my tit, massaging it harshly as I arched into his touch.
My entire body was on fire as he ripped my nightgown off my body. He slid from his jeans, kicking everything off as his cock came into view. He was long and thick, dripping with desire and bigger than I could’ve imagined. I felt a heat pooling between my legs as his lips dipped to my nipple, teasing it and biting it and tugging at it as I moaned.
What we had was desperate and wanton. Filled with lust and a passion I had yet to experience. His hands were firm but gentle. Commanding, but understanding. My legs parted for him as he dipped between them, his cock rubbing up and down my slit. My pussy folds wrapped around his girth, soaking down his skin as his lips attacked my neck.
