Not wanting to waste another second, I tangle my hands in her hair like I’ve wanted to this entire time and devour her mouth like I’ve been starving for her. Which I have, in a metaphorical sense. I try to make up for the months we didn’t see each other because the kiss from earlier barely satisfied the never-ending need I feel for her.
Her lips leave mine, and I automatically lean forward to follow her.
“Ryan?”
“Huh?”
“Get naked.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I grin at her. “But you first.”
She giggles. “If you insist.”
“You bet your fine ass I do.” I get to work, taking off her sweatshirt and tank top, followed by her bra. Then my hands are on her breasts. “Wow.”
Harper laughs softly. “I know, they’ve already grown quite a bit.”
“I’ll say.”
I want to squeeze, but Harper pulls back farther, wincing.
“Sorry. They’ve also grown sensitive, so I’m afraid we’ve got to take it easy with them.”
“Oh.” I pout for half a second before getting a grip. “Tell me what feels good and what doesn’t. Now let’s get rid of these other clothes.”
Together, we make quick work of her leggings and socks, leaving her in only her underwear. I hoist her up on the edge of the bed and slide her panties down her legs. Then I make my way back up her legs, massaging her, sucking on her skin, licking my way straight to where I want to be so badly.
“Ryan, you’re still . . . oh, yes.” She moans and leans back against the mattress.
I’ve found her sensitive spot, and I’m planning on taking good care of her. Harper isn’t holding back either, grinding against my mouth as I suck her clit and pump two fingers in and out of her. The way she’s holding me against her, like she never wants me to leave, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
Her inner muscles clench around my fingers and tongue, and I groan. She’s close. So close.
When she comes, she moans loudly and digs her fingernails into my shoulders, her whole body vibrating. She falls into a boneless mass on the bed, her arms and legs lying limply by her side.
I strip out of my clothes but leave my boxer briefs on. Leaning over the bed, I notice Harper’s eyes are closed. “Baby, can you move?”
She reaches out with her hand, blindly hitting the air until she finds my face and gently runs her fingers over my cheek. I turn into her touch and kiss her palm, lingering for a moment to enjoy the contact.
Her eyes open, and she blinks at me, her pupils glazed over. “You broke me.”
I laugh and bend to nuzzle her neck. “I’d never break something as precious as you.”
She sighs.
“Can you put your arms around my neck and hold on?”
She does as I ask, and I move her with me until we reach the luxurious pillows at the top of the bed.
“I think it’s true what they say about pregnant women and orgasms.” Her gaze finds mine, complete with a satisfied look on her face.
It makes me want to high-five myself.
“Oh yeah, what’s that?”
“Pregnancy can change the sex drive but also how intense the orgasms are. This was by far the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. I still feel like I’m floating.”
“We’ll definitely have to take advantage of that then.”