Her hand reached down between us, teasing my length, playing with the head, making my hips thrust. Oh God, she was killing me.
Closing the gap between us, I teased her entrance, the heat of the shower steaming up the bathroom. The room felt warm, sweltering, but I didn’t care. Her cheeks were flushed, and a blush spread across her chest.
Swiftly I entered her, driving deeper, harder, listening to her soft pleas in my ear.
“More.” She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer.
I did as she instructed, burying myself inside of her every inch until she and I were one.
Harper’s head tipped back, and her moans grew louder and more insistent with need. I held her tight against me. One hand snaked between us to bring her over the edge.
She sounded close.
Harper tightened with each thrust.
She felt close.
I struggled to hang on.
“Please,” Harper gasped, her eyes slammed shut, her fingernails clung to my shoulder, marking me. I was hers.
I withdrew, listening to her whimper in protest. I shut off the shower. So much for getting clean.
“Why did you stop?” Her breathing was raspy, she’d been on the edge, and I withdrew, teasing her.
“Because you deserve more than a shower fuck,” I whispered into her ear, nibbling her skin.
She purred under my touch. I carried her out of the shower, back to the bed.
“I swear if you don’t let me finish, I may just have to tie you up to the bedposts and have my way with you,” Harper said.
A smirk crossed my lips. “Is that so? That doesn’t sound bad at all.” I guided her down to the mattress. My body hovered above hers, teasing her entrance.
“You’re a fucking tease,” Harper moaned. She grabbed my girth and forced me to lose all coherent thought as I entered her.
A huge smile etched across her face, pleased with her work.
Each thrust grew deeper, more intense, and fulfilling as I drew near.
I didn’t want this moment to end. If the film shoot was done, then was Harper leaving?
I wanted to convince her to stay here for me.
My fingers slipped down, teasing her pearl. Her hands clutched the bedsheets, and her back arched off the mattress.
Her moans intensified. Each more pronounced and sexier than the last. She gasped for air, her insides tightening on me, bringing me toward oblivion with her.
She shuddered and let go, panting hard, struggling to catch her breath.
I understood completely.
Several more thrusts, and I was there with her, drowning inside of her warmth, breathing with her as one.
My heart pounded, and it was the only sound mixed with our breathing that filled my ears. Slowly, I withdrew and rolled onto my back.
Hot and sweaty, I could use another shower.