“Damn,” he grunts, his hands covering me in a caress. I lick and suck, pumping with my hand as his fingers slip inside me. He presses them in and out, the sound of my arousal spurring him on as I fully fit him into my mouth. I bob on his rock-hard cock, loving the power the position wields me as his fingers quicken, and his breaths come faster.
“Fuck, Harper.”
“Exactly,” I whisper, flicking my tongue out over his crown. “Fuck me, right now.”
“Jesus.” He grips me by the arms and pulls me into his lap. I lift as he lines himself at my entrance before I ease down on his cock just as he thrusts up. I lose my breath as he fills me to the brink, and we both call out to the other. It’s fucking perfect, better than perfect, it’s surreal.
His jaw goes slack, and I feel the whoosh of his breath.
“Move, oh, my God, Lance, just move.” It’s sensory overload as he thrusts up slowly and I detonate, I’m already coming by the time he drives up again.
He watches me convulse, one hand guiding my hip as I ride it out and the other tangled in my hair. We gaze at the other without breaking as he builds his rhythm.
“Harper,” he groans, “I don’t have a condom on.”
“Those days are over. Come
inside me.”
“Baby,” he stills my movement, cupping my face and taking over, his thrusts achingly slow, I feel every inch of him. “I’ve never felt so close to anyone, have you?”
I shake my head. “Never.”
He brushes a finger over my lips as he pulses inside of me. “I love you, Harper, over everyfuckingthing.”
Lance
It’s been one of the worst nights of my life, but the aftermath has been pure bliss. After the first time I took her, we loaded up in the back of my truck bed, where I both fucked and made love to her until it got so cold, we had to retreat back into the cab. From there and for the first time in an eternity, I looked up at the stars and was happy I felt so damn small.
Now, even with the sun fully up, we’ve refused to burst our bubble though Harper insisted we dress. From the time on my dash, I know Trevor left for school an hour ago, and since then, I know Tony’s been up and looking for me. He’ll have to search twenty acres to find me. It won’t be that hard, but I assume the fact that we’ve both disappeared will be enough to stave him off.
“I love you,” I murmur, running my fingers through her hair and along her scar as she looks up at me from where her head lies on my lap. I can’t stop touching it, knowing she needed me and I wasn’t there. Over the course of the night, she told me the horrors she went through and I can’t imagine what I would do. It was hard to hear, but at the same time, I finally got to release the resentment I’ve felt over the years. “I’m so sorry.”
“I know, Lance. I know.”
The sun beams into the truck, and I wince.
“Hungover?”
“Little bit. Not too bad.”
I stroke her temple with my thumb.
“Lance?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Why didn’t you fight for yourself?”
“What?”
“You didn’t do anything until Mark insulted me. Why didn’t you defend yourself?”
“You know I’m shit with words, at least I was back when it started. So, I figured it out early. If I don’t acknowledge it, they start the fight.”
“So you can lash out?”
“I know that’s wrong, but that’s how I fight back. Well, that reason, and you can’t teach an idiot what to think about you.”