CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Kiss me,” she said, and his lips dropped to hers.
It was a different kiss than the one in the lift, and she knew he was holding back.
Even as his body closed over hers and she arched into his hard cock, she felt resistance.
At some point during the evening, she’d given up not wanting him. Harper had wanted him from the moment she’d seen him in the hotel lobby. Daniel was the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen in her life.
Though he rarely smiled, when he did, it was as if it was only for her. He gave her one hundred percent of his attention and seemed irritated to be interrupted.
No one in her life had ever done that before.
Yes, he was broody and dominant, but it made her feel so safe and protected she wanted to melt into him. When he looked at her, his eyes sparkled with desire, making her feel like the most beautiful woman in existence.
He was like a drug she was unable to resist.
Daniel gripped her face and ended the kiss.
“Harper,” he said breathlessly, leaning in and kissing her neck. “I’m not fucking you out here.”
“No?” she said, arching into his touch, his mouth hot on her skin.
“I’m just going to stop...” he said, nudging the material of her dress down to expose one of her breasts.
“Oh, god,” she cried out softly as his mouth wrapped around her nipple and sucked, nibbled, and licked.
“Jesus, you have gorgeous breasts,” Daniel said, pulling the other one out and cupping it. His mouth lowered to that one and sucked harder this time.
“Oh god, Daniel,” Harper cried.
His mouth lifted, and he leaned over her again. “Not here, Harper. When we do this, I want you naked, spread wide on the bed so I can taste your pussy and hear you scream.”
“Please.” She pressed up against him.
“Fucking hell,” Daniel said, lowering his forehead to hers.
Then his mouth slammed back over hers, and like teenagers, they clawed at each other through their clothes. When she finally lowered her hand to grasp his cock, his hand gripped her wrist and stopped her.
“Wait,” he growled, his breathing labored. Harper stared at him in question. “That’s the point of no return, sweetheart. You touch my cock and I’m inside you, fucking you.”
“I may not be as experienced as you, but I think that’s where this is headed.” She smirked.
Daniel bit her lip playfully, and it just made her squirm more.
She watched as he fought his desire and conscience.
“What’s wrong?” she asked finally.
“I could easily pull your dress up and fuck you hard right now,” Daniel said, his fingers running across the flesh of her ass. “And, Jesus, I am inches from doing it.”
“Then do it.”
“No. Not out here.”
She frowned. “There’s no one here, Daniel.”
“There could be,” he growled. “I’m not having someone see you. See us.”