Page 135 of The Beekeeper

He held my legs prisoner as he devoured me, teasing and feasting on my clit.

“That’s it. Come for me, Harper. Show me you want me just as much as I want you,” he growled against my sensitive flesh, the words and the work of his tongue completely undoing me.

I came hard and fast on his expert tongue, my scream echoing through the empty house as he held me tight to him, coaxing me through my orgasm until I finally started to catch my breath.

“Fuck.” Blaze lifted his head, waiting for my gaze to lock on his before his lips, soaked with my desire, uttered the words of my dreams. “I love you, my little queen.”

I whimpered. “I love you, too.”

And then he was over me, the blunt crown of his cock rubbing through my folds, the cold metal of his piercing creating sparks on my clit.

He pushed inside me slowly. I was wet enough for him to go fast, but after two weeks without him, it would’ve been uncomfortable. With every inch, my jaw lowered in equal measure until I felt him fully seated inside me. My muscles stretched around him, still pulsing from my release.

“Fuck, Harper,” he moaned then, his hips rocking in the smallest increment like he wanted to burrow even deeper. “Every day, I’m going to fill you like this. Every goddamn day.”

“Promise?” I sighed. It felt so good to have him inside me. So good for my body to have something to clench around. And I knew it was only going to feel even better.

“God, yes,” he grunted, drawing back and then thrusting forward to the hilt.

We both gasped and then moaned at the friction, and there was a split-second where he paused there, right at my womb to savor the sensation, before he started to move again.

Blaze locked his mouth next to my ear as he reached back and grabbed my knee, bringing it up pretty much to my chest as he drove in and out, deeper now because of this position.

“I’m going to keep filling you up every day,” he continued to promise. “With my cock. With my cum. Until the day you let me put a baby in you.”

“Yes.” My eyes rolled back and my nails dug into his shoulders, a part of me almost wishing that day was today.

My plea spurred him on, his pace getting faster. Harder. He buried himself inside me again and again, bouncing me into the mattress with the force of his thrusts. My climax whipped around me, stronger as it caught the winds of the first one still swirling through my system.

“Please, Blaze,” I begged and thrashed. “Please.”

“God, yes, Harper. Fuck,” he swore, losing control and fucking me wildly.

My release caught and swept me under. I came with a garbled moan, unable to breathe this time as pleasure coursed through my system, my body convulsing around his.

A second later, I felt him still inside me, as deep as he could go. His cock swelled and then his release pumped into my clenching muscles, filling me until cum started to leak out and down my ass.

“Fuck.” He blew out the word, moving his hips in slow, measured thrusts to coax out every last drop.

Carefully, he lowered over me, the weight of him welcome on my chest before it disappeared a moment later as he held me tight and turned us both so I was on top of him.

“I love you, Harper,” he said, and I knew I’d never get tired of hearing those words.

“I love you, too,” I said and settled my head on his chest, my palm flattening over his heart. “Does Paisley know you’re moving back?”

“No,” he said. “I thought we could tell her together.”

“Of course,” I said, pushing up on his chest so I could look at him. “I’m surprised you didn’t tell her though.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d agree,” he admitted, brushing my hair back from my face. “I thought I might need a night to convince you.”

I chuckled. “You thought I would need convincing?”

“I wasn’t sure.”

I tipped my head and teased, “Well, it is pretty enjoyable having to be convinced. Maybe I shouldn’t have agreed so quickly…”

Blaze made a low sound but it was his body’s response and the hardening of his cock inside me that told me more.