I lick down her neck. “You’re so beautiful when you’re about to come, Harper.”
I bottom out inside her, body completely covering hers, and the rush of power and pleasure almost makes my skull pop. I roll my hips again, and her breathy little whine scrolls higher and higher up the octave scale.
“That’s right,” I croon, pulling back out and then thrusting in again with a lingering hip roll and extra thrust even though I’m already flush against her body, my cock as deep as it can go inside her.
Everything in me screams to yank back out andfuck her, but I hold off. No.This. This is everything. My body pinning her down while the base of my cockgrinds her clit, every part of us as close as two humans can be?
This is ecstasy.
This is enlightenment.
This is Dante’s Inferno and the fifth realm of heaven all at the same time.
When I can’t stand it anymore, I pull out just so I can thrust back in to pin her there again.
She lets out little short, needy whimpers in my ear.
My chest is suddenly so full of emotion, in addition to the choking pleasure.
“I almost lost you,” I whisper.
She lets out a little spasm, clenching on my cock in a way that makes my jaw clench to hold back the tide. Her eyes open, and our gazes lock again.
I can’t help a small retreat and thrust, and we both let out a needy little moan. “Faster,” she demands impatiently. “Harder.”
“I love you, Harper.”
She swallows, but for once, she can’t win against the tears she’s fighting, and one falls down her cheek. “You’re just saying that because you’re balls deep inside me.”
“So stubborn.” I shake my head, smiling down at her. “Next time I say it, I won’t be.”
“Will you just fuck me already?” She glares, or tries to, but her eyes are so glossed over with pleasure because I’ve been doing my hip roll move the entire time we’ve been talking.
I drop down to kiss her neck, which has her making those short, needy little gasps again. “Anytime, anywhere, baby.”
And then I let loose, fucking her hard. Fast. Holding her hip with one hand so I can pound into her the way we both need, rolling my hips up at the end with an extra little grind against her clit in a way that has her elbows locked around the back of my neck, hips and body rolling up to meet me until?—
Her high-pitched squeal is the only permission I need to finally?—
I grunt as pleasure floods through my body in an explosive flash, cock spasming and hips grinding as I empty myself inside her.
Her entire body spasms around me as she comes with me, and all I can think as we gasp in the aftermath is?—
God, please never make me let her go.
TWENTY-EIGHT
HARPER
Unlike back in Selbyville,the cafeteria at Westfield Prep smells delicious, all the time, even though half the kids eat off campus, anyway.
I’m wedged between Caleb and Sara, finally able to delight in my ooey-gooey cheese pizza without guilt since I know Z is at home gorging on a fresh batch of Helen’s cookies. Foronce, everything is going perfect. Z is settling in as well as anyone with a disposition akin to a rottweiler can. But today, I’ve decided not to worry about him. He’s safe. He’s fed. And Helen’s Word of the Day calendar word today wasEquanimity. To have emotional composure or balance, even through life’s difficulties.
I’m choosing equanimity, bitches.
I take a huge bite of burning cheese while around me, the guys argue about something completely idiotic.
“I’m just saying,” Miles says, gesturing with a frenchfry, “if you had to fight one horse-sized duck or a hundred duck-sized horses, the clear answer is?—”