I clench him.
I pour all I have into it, contracting around him until I have him right where I want him. His clear blue eyes snap open, his jaw flexing as he calls my name, his hot, damp body shuddering with spasms. He spills inside the latex a second later, drawing out this precious moment for as long as he possibly can.
We’re completely soaked now, two lovesick kids naked in the rain. The second we reconnect with reality, our eyes lock and this paralyzing fear wraps me up. It was perfect.
Wewere perfect.
So perfect it’s almost troubling.
I let Xavier Emery go down on me, then fuck me in the bed of his truck in the middle of the night in a public parking lot. I gave him the best of me tonightwithout the slightest concern as to what tomorrow would look like.
And it terrifies me.
As though my emotions are stamped across my forehead, Xav tilts my chin up, smacks a thousandth kiss on my lips, and looks into my eyes so deeply I wonder if he can see my walls disintegrating.
“No going back, Harper,” he rasps, recycling my line.
All my doubts and worries vanish into thin air.
My heart swelling in my chest, I kiss him again, clutch his face and manage a shaky “Never.”