Chapter 14: Harbor

I rested my eyes most of the trip, but in the final hour of our early morning journey began jotting down notes as we talked over the specifics. “Okay, so we’ll be married until June, and then we’ll get a divorce.”

Evan lifted his hand from the gear shift and waved it. “An annulment will suffice, we’ll both be in agreement, and it’s not really long enough for a drawn-out divorce.”

“Okay, so we’ll annul the marriage in June after graduation, but in the meantime, you’ll be faithful to me and—

He reached over and rubbed my thigh, grazing dangerously close to my little mound. “We will both be exclusive. It’s not a one-sided deal.” His eyes were hard, and his mouth had drawn in tight.

I jotted down the clarification to ease him. “Of course, we’ll both be faithful. And I’ll live with you, and meet your daughter.”

“You don’t have to move in. I’ll let you meet my daughter.” He hadn’t been too thrilled about this part, but I wasn’t budging.

“No, if I’m going to meet her and marry you, I’d prefer to live with you. Unless you’d like me to stick around Courtney and Scott - the human sex machines.” I cut him a sly glance.

“Do you have to listen to them often?” I gave him a look that said he’d hit the nail on the head.

“Yes, they are constantly doing it, and there’s a chance I’d break our last rule.” There was no way I’d break it, but I was hoping to turn him on.

“What do you mean?” He gave me a quick glance and turned back to the road ahead.

“Not that I’ve lost my virginity they might expect I’ll take them up on their offer.” His head jerked toward mine.

“Offer? As in a sexual offer?” He shifted in his seat

“Yes, they’ve asked me to join them. When they find out I’ve lost my v-card, they’ll most likely ask me again.” I shrugged like it was nothing.

“Hm. That’s so hot it kind of makes me want to reconsider our rules. But no, I’m not ready to share.”

“So, I get to live with you, then?” His smile widened and met mine.

“Yes, we’ll make it work. But I don’t want you to confuse Blythe about who you are. She’s also got a nanny who stays quite often, and I won’t have you getting in her way. She’s got a perfect system in place.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. So, I’ll sleep in your bed?” I scooted closer and rubbed my hand on his leg.

“I think it’s best you have your own room, but I meant what I said about having you. We’ll find plenty of time.” The heat pulsed between my legs and I hoped he’d be willing to play on the way there.

“Then we’re all set.” I rubbed my hand against his crotch and felt his cock stiffen under my hand.

“You can’t wait until we get there, can you?” He gave me a devilish smile. “Lay your seat back, Harbor and lift up your skirt.” I’d worn one of the more loose-fitting dresses Courtney had let me borrow as well as the black lacy panties and bra sets she’s loaned me. Normally I wouldn’t wear another girl’s undergarments, but it was just Courtney, and I didn’t have anything like it. All of my things were basic satin.

I eased the seat back and pulled up my skirt, and he reached his hand over and felt my lacy garment. “Yeah, you’re drenched. Plotting our marriage has turned you on, hasn’t it?”

“Yes.” I busied my hand against him as well.

“Touch it, baby. Push two fingers against that tight little bud.” I did exactly as told and slipped my hand down into my panties to work it over, but and as a big truck passed by, I stopped and sat up knowing the sun had broken enough of the horizon to give him a clear view. “Why did you stop?”

“That truck could see me.” My cheeks were red with heat, and I continued after the coast was clear.

“Don’t stop. Let them peek if they want. They’re just eyes. I like the idea of them seeing that you’re mine. They’ll never have you like I will.”

“I’m shy. I don’t want some stranger getting a peep show.” I didn’t know if I could do that, but it did make me nice and warm thinking about it.

“Well, someone’s going to see, because I’m not going to let you stop next time. If you do, you won’t get any when we get back.” My eyes widened, and my jaw went slack.

“That’s not fair.” I gave a pleading sound, but the truth was it kind of made me hot thinking of some strange man’s eyes on me; a stranger getting off on his voyeurism. I slipped my hand back inside my panties and rubbed as he’d instructed.

Soon another big truck came up beside us, and Evan gave the driver a wave and put his hand over mine. I glanced up to find the man looking, and as I came, he made an obscene gesture with this tongue. Evan punched the gas to get around him.

“You’re a dirty girl.” He chuckled and rubbed his hand against me.

“You made me do it.” We shared a laugh and sat up. I couldn’t believe how fast things were going. I’d only gotten my implant the day before, and now we were off to Vegas to get married. I couldn’t believe how hard I was falling, and even though I knew it was just a crush, I couldn’t help but want more.

I couldn’t wait to meet his daughter and hoped that she really liked me. I had always wanted a family, a nice husband with at least two children, a boy, and a girl, so at least I’d get to pretend for a little while. I wasn’t going to mislead Blythe, but I could be her friend.

With any luck, I’d get a leg up with the money saved from not paying rent so that I could make a fresh start on my own after the annulment but if things went like I wanted I wouldn’t have to leave them at all. One can dream.

We made it to the nearest chapel half an hour later, and Evan bought me one of the simple wedding bands that they had for sale in their gift shop. It was a simple solitaire diamond with a gold band, and I told him it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted saying we’d need something to fool Dr. Strong.

Then we said I do with the officiant who’d been playing games on his phone until we showed up. By eight a.m. we were married. Part of me wanted to cry, but only because it had been too basic.

On the way to book our new hotel, he took my hand and gave it a tug. “What’s the matter? You’ve been a bit quiet.”

“Nothing,” I said with a shrug.

He pulled me to a stop before we got to the check-in desk. “You’re going to have to talk to me if this is going to work out, Harbor.” As he said my first name, I tacked on my new last one. Harbor Black.

“I guess it’s all just so fast. It’s been a whirlwind.” I wanted to say whirlwind romance, but that would require us to have feelings for each other. It was very clear that Evan did and never would.

“I know. That’s why I wanted us to take the rest of this morning to consummate this little arrangement. To show you how much I appreciate it. You know I do I hope.”

“I know.” Despite my heavy feelings, the building need was still aching between my legs. It was hard to tell how much of the ache was from need and how much was from was from overuse.

“Is it something else? We don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to.” He brought me into his arms.

The ache built as I started to panic. “No, that’s not it. It’s just a bit tender.”

He planted a soft kiss against my ear and whispered, “I know I’ve been a bit rough on you. I promise to be gentle today.”

His breath in my ear only made it worse. I had to have him inside me no matter what.

We continued to the room and once were there alone he walked toward me, taking me in from head to toe. “So hello, wife.” He kissed me deeply and mingled his tongue with mine.

“Husband,” I said as he pulled away.

“Is it strange that’s a turn on?” He ran his hand up my back, and I shuddered.

“No, it is, isn’t it?” I wondered what he’d want to do first and then he tugged down my zipper that ran the length of my back and kissed my shoulder as it fell away. “I’m going to make love to you, Harbor. Nice and slow.” He wasn’t asking, but I didn’t mind. I wanted it. I needed another release as soon as possible. The continuous need was an aching ball of nerves in my core.

He took my hand and led me to the shower where he stopped and turned on the water, making sure it was adjusted to just the right temperature before stepping inside. He pulled me in with him and instead of going right for my pussy, he washed me nice and slow, caressing every part of me and planting kisses in his wake. I did the same, washing his length as it grew harder in my hands. I wanted it inside me, but he took his time as promised and rinsed us both. Then he knelt down and licked the silky cleft at the top of my sex. His tongue darted inside, causing me to moan. It was so sore and tender that every nerve was super sensitive, but I never wanted him to stop.

He brought me to the bed and placed his hands on my knees, parting them for access. He knelt down and kissed and stroked his tongue along my silky clit, but I lay back and let the feeling bring me to my edge. My release seemed to multiply, and when I finally stop quaking from them, he rose up and gently rubbed his cock along my tender folds.

He pushed inside me, easing his way before thrusting nice and slow. His steady rhythm worked another release from me that soaked his balls, spilling around us both. “Fuck, baby.” He jerked a few times trying hard not to get too rough and then warmth spread through my channel as his cock poured into me. “You’re such an angel.” He kissed my lips and then nestled against my cheek and neck, kissing his way along my ear.

“Is it bad that I don’t want this to end?” I was afraid of the words when I’d spoken them, but his next put me at ease.

“No, Harbor. That’s not bad at all.”