Chapter 144
The air in Harley’s bedroom is thick with anticipation, and as I hover above her, I can feel every ounce of power and desire that’s surging through me. She lies beneath me, her body soft and inviting, and the way she looks up at me–eyes wide, wonderous–makes it almost impossible for me to hold back any longer.
I’ve been craving this moment, every part of her, for what feels like an eternity. The taste of her arousal still tingles on my tongue, and it’s a welcome reminder of what she just gave me. But now, I get to show her just how much she means to me.
“Harley,” I murmur against her kiss–swollen lips, my voice raw with desire. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”
Her lips part slightly, and a soft gasp escapes her as I press my pelvis against her hip, feeling her warmth seep into me. The heat radiating from her skin pulls me closer, and every instinct inside me screams to claim her fully, completely. The need to feel her wrapped around me, to lose myself wholly in her, becomes visceral.
With a firm but gentle grip, I guide her legs apart and position myself between them. I can see the anticipation dance in her eyes, the thrill of the moment brightening her expression. “Tell me you want this.”
“I do,” she breathes, and her voice comes out as a soft plea that sends a rush of heat straight to my still–throbbing cock. That’s all I need to hear.
With a slow, deliberate movement, I grasp the hem of her fitted, black sweater, my fingers brushing against her soft skin as I pull it up and over her head. The fabric slips away, revealing her stunning, worship–worthy curves, each contour mesmerizing in the dim light of the bedside lamp. My eyes feast on her full breasts, the lace of her black bra that’s barely containing their beauty.
I can’t help but marvel at how she looks sprawled out before me, her confidence radiating from her as I take in every inch of her satiny skin. With a devilish smirk, I reach behind her to unclasp the delicate bra, letting it fall away to the side and exposing her to my hungry gaze. The sight of her, unabashed and alluring, sends a renewed rush of heat through me, fueling the desire that has been building within.
I lean in closer, capturing her lips with nine once more, the kiss deepening as I glide the swollen head of my cock through her slick folds. The sensation is electric, and I can feel myself twitching with need as I tease her, just barely brushing against her entrance each time I pass it.
“Goddess, you’re so perfect,” I whisper against her lips, and she arches her back and slides her hands to my back, trying to pull me into her. The urgency and desperation in her movements intensify my own desire even further, so I find her tight entrance with my tip and push forward, sinking slowly into her warmth in one fluid motion.
She feels so fucking good, wrapping around me like she was made just for me. I can’t help but groan as I bottom out in her pussy, the sensation overwhelming and soul–consuming. It’s a perfect fit, and I can feel her pulse fluttering around me, syncing with the rapid beating of my own heart.
“Thane,” she gasps my name, her hands gripping my biceps tightly. I can see the way her eyes flutter shut, lost in the feeling, and it sends a thrill through me.
I pause for a moment there, allowing her to adjust to the fullness that my larger–than–average size causes inside her. Her warmth, which is enveloping me, is intoxicating, drawing me deeper into the moment. I can feel the tension in her body climbing again, the way her walls ripple around ine, and I know she’s just as affected by this as I am.
“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice low as I search her gaze for any hint of discomfort. I want this to be perfect for her, to make sure she knows how much I care for her, even in this primal moment.
She nods once, her breath hitching as she responds, “More than okay. Just… I need you to move.”
That’s all the encouragement I need. I pull back slightly, feeling the slickness between us before thrusting back in, slow and deep. The sensation of her body yielding so beautifully to mine sends another jolt of pleasure coursing through me, and I can’t help but lose myself in the rhythm of
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Lach movement of mine is deliberate, a dance of passion, and I watch transfixed as her eyes flutter open, their depths filled with a mix of desire and disbelief. “Thane,” she breathes softly, and the sound of my name falling from her lips is like a drug, pulling me further into her.
I quicken my pace, my thrusts growing more intense as the seconds pass, driven by the need to feel her lose herself to me completely. The world outside these walls fades away, leaving just the two of us swathed in this intimate cocoon. I’m lost in the way her body responds to mine, the way she arches her back, urging me deeper, as if she’s trying to pull me into her very soul.
With my left hand braced next to her head, I lean down and take my fill of the sight of her breasts as they bounce before me with every movement. Lifting my right hand, I wrap it around her one soft globe, its size more than a handful, and it drives me wild, I tease her nipple with
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the pad of my thumb, watching as it hardens underneath my touch into a perfect little peak that’s begging for my attention.
Lowering my mouth, I guide it into my warm, waiting mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip. When I suck on the pebbled nub gently, it coaxes soft moans from her lips. Each sound sends a jolt of electricity through me and heightens my primal urge to sink my fangs into the side of her neck. The way she responds to my every movement–arching into me, gasping, mewling even–only fuels my desire further, and I lose myself in the sweet taste of her skin and the addictive warmth of her body.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I murmur as I lift my head, feeling the heat rise from deep inside my chest as I take in the enthralling sight of her beneath me. Her hair is sprawled across her white cushion, her cheeks are flushed a rosy red, and the way her lips part with each breath drives me crazy. I want to memorize every moment, to remember how she feels like a velvety glove that’s wrapped around me, even how she sounds when she’s coming undone for me.
“Thane, please,” she urges, pleads even, her voice a breathless whisper, and who am I to deny my queen?
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