“That’s not my name,” she breathes.
Oh.
A low growl releases from deep in my chest as I lean forward, my hands trailing up the outside of her thighs. “Babydoll. My restraint is barely more than a thin string. Be very careful what you say next.”
A breathless laugh leaves her lips before she pushes up on her arms to lean into me, bringing her lips to nearly touch my own. The mixture ofmischief and lust swirling in her eyes tells me exactly what she’s going to do next.
She pulls back just painfully enough, and lets out a moan.Fuck it.
My lips crashing onto hers, swallowing the sound as my hands move to cup the backside of her thighs. I drag her to me, placing her legs on the outside of my thighs, forcing her to straddle my lap. Her arms have wrapped around my neck as she intensifies the kiss. Her tongue grazes across my lips before I open, allowing her access. Our tongues tangle together, as my hands skim her curves.
Her hips rock into me, grazing over my hard cock. I grab hold of her, pulling her down as I thrust up. Her hands grip the back of my hair tightly as another moan slips from her lips, and her forehead resting up against mine. “Fuck,” she whispers. “That feels so good.”
I continue to thrust up into her. The friction is intoxicating, and the lust swirls between us as the pleasure builds. Harper has taken over grinding her core over me, and she picks up the pace.
“That’s it” I huff. “Grind that greedy little pussy over my cock. Make yourself come for me, babydoll. Use me.” Harper’s breathing has started to pick up as her hips begin to falter. I can tell she’s close. The way her bathing suit is designed, I can’t gain access to her breasts the way I want to, but I’ll make it work. I lean forward, taking her covered nipple into my mouth and suck hard.
“Oh, fuck.” She moans, her hands on the back of my head holding me in place.
“Don’t stop. Please,” she whines. I need her to come, and I need her to come now, because the way her pussy feels? Even with the layers between us?. I’m going to come in my swim trunks. I bite down on her nipple, and she detonates. She tugs the back of my head, and as I release her swollen nipple, she crashes her mouth onto mine. My orgasm rushes through me. I keep thrusting up into her to prolong our pleasure as long as I can.
Her body begins to relax as her orgasm finishes. Our kissing has slowed to a casual pace. My hands run up and down her back as her handsplay with my hair. When she pulls back, her eyes bounce back and forth between mine, and my mind starts to clear from its foggy lust filled haze. I follow her, pressing my lips to hers in a soft kiss.
“Let’s get out of here, and get ready for bed.”
She nods her head as she starts to climb off of me. I watch her step out of the hot tub, my eyes following the sway of her hips before she wraps her towel around her body. I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist before coming up behind her, placing my hand on her lower back as we head inside.
We make our way up to the bedroom and take our turns getting ready for bed. I let her go first and take the moment to quickly check my work email, making sure everything’s in order for my absence before plugging my phone in the nightstand.
Harper steps out of the bathroom in a beige two piece pajama set. Her dark hair is falling around her face as she makes her way to the other side of the bed. I grab my pajama pants and shirt before I take my turn in the bathroom.
As I come back to the bedroom, Harper is sitting up on the left side of the bed, the bedding pooled around her waist, and her laptop sits on her lap. Her brows furrowed in concentration as she reads. I love to see how concentrated she is when she’s fully consumed in her work. I walk up to the right side of the bed, and only when do I pull back the covers, does she notice I’ve come out of the bathroom.
“Oh, sorry. I just thought I’d get a head start on editing one of these manuscripts. I tend to do this sometimes before bed. It just helps me wind down. I hope you don’t mind? If you do, I can put it away.” She goes to close her laptop when I shake my head.
“No, that's fine. If this helps you wind down for bed, I won’t interrupt you. I can usually fall asleep under any conditions.” I chuckle as I climb into the bed and lay on my side facing her, watching her do her thing. Occasionally she highlights something and begins typing rapidly, before she continues on.
The calming notes of her working away and the sound of her typing are the last things I hear before sleep takes me.
Chapter Nineteen
Harper
ItfeelslikeI’min the warmest cocoon and it islovely. God, I don’t remember when I got these sheets, but I’m forever thankful for them. As I attempt to stretch, I register the weight around my midsection. My eyes fly open, and as I look around, it dawns on me. I’m at Xavier’s parents ski lodge. Which means…
I look down, and see a muscular tattooed arm wrapped around me. Before I can appreciate the artwork, my bladder begins to scream at me, demanding relief. Slowly and carefully, I grab his hand, moving it behind me to release my body from his grasp. I slowly slip out of bed and quickly grab some leggings, a baggy sweater, bra and some underwear. Then I make my way to the bathroom, closing the door and locking it. Placing my clothes on the vanity, I go through my morning routine, not skipping a single step. Braiding my hair, I quickly brush my teeth before unlocking the door. As I open it, I immediately spin around, a yelp echoing in the space.
“Oh my fuck. I’m so sorry.”
“Shit.” I hear a thump, and then shuffling from behind me. “Okay, you can turn around.”
My cheeks and neck flush as I face him. He’s got on a pair of loose basketball shorts with a grey Henley shirt.Muchmore clothing than when I opened the bathroom door. I was not expecting to see Xavier’s full ass. “I am so sorry.” I apologize, bringing my hands to cover my face.
“No, it’s okay. I figured you were going to be in there for a bit, so I thought I’d change quickly. It’s poor timing on my part.” When I peekthrough my fingers, he’s got his arms crossed over his chest, and he’s looking at me with his head tilted.
I pull my hands away from my face, rocking on my toes. “So. I was about to head down and get something to eat. Did you want to join me?” I slowly start walking to the bedroom door, while I wait for him to answer.
“Nah, you go ahead. I’m going to get a quick workout before I eat. I meant to wake up earlier, but I slept like the dead last night.” He’s sitting on the bed now, lacing his runners before he stands. “But, I’ll walk you to the kitchen before I go to the gym.”
