Ian

My breath catches when I come in from work and see Harbor waiting for me on the couch. She’s dressed in a dark blue dress that flares out when she stands, stopping just below her knees. Her hair is in a ponytail and she added just enough makeup to make her blue eyes glow.

My dick twitches in my pants and I can’t help but remember the kiss we shared in my office. If Collette hadn’t come in when she did, I would’ve had Harbor pressed against my office window as I slid inside her—a daydream that I’ve had many times since meeting Harbor finally coming true.

When she strutted into my office, all I could think was how happy I was to see her, but when she excitedly told me about her commercial audition, my stomach plummeted. It was stupid of me to think that Harbor would forget about becoming an actress and do something where she wouldn’t attract so much attention. I ignored all the signs that Harbor was never going to give up her dream for the selfish reasons of my own.

I hate to admit it, but Harbor was born to be a star. Maybe that was the reason her parents made her go to college before letting her come to New York. They knew just as well as I do that when Harbor is discovered she is going to hit it big. Maybe like me, they fear she’ll forget about them on her way to the top.

With this Mitch guy behind her, pushing her into roles in front of the camera, it’s only a matter of when for Harbor. Soon she’ll be a name and face everyone knows and she’ll no longer be mine. And as much as Harbor exudes innocence, I can’t allow myself to trust her. When she makes it big there will be a lot of male temptations beating down her door, and like Vanessa, I can’t see her not falling into lust. Harbor will betray me, just like Vanessa, if I allow her to know my true feelings for her. It’s best to keep her at arm’s length.

The man I hired to dig into the subject of Mitch the moment I got to the office this morning promised me he would come up with any dirt that could be found on Mitch. When I hung up with him, I waited for the guilty feeling to assault me, but it never came. I told myself this was for Harbor’s good. There were too many people in this world trying to do the exact thing Harbor was about to do. The thing is, I’m afraid when people see the potential and true star power Harbor has, some might hurt her out of jealousy. I want to protect Harbor, even if I won’t love her.

I don’t listen when my inner voice mocks me, telling me the reason I want to find something on Mitch is to keep Harbor close to me just a little while longer. Even if it is true, I won’t acknowledge it.

Harbor walks toward me with a shy smile. I can see the hunger in her eyes and it takes everything in me to go into my room and get dressed so we can go out to dinner, instead of stripping her naked and licking every inch of her body.

At the restaurant, Harbor smiles at the waiter when he takes our order and the poor guy drops his notepad twice. I watch Harbor as she talks about how nervous she is to do a commercial audition. Her fingers play with her bottom lip and every man in the restaurant is watching her, lusting after her. A sting of jealousy prickles all over my skin.

Vanessa has nothing on Harbor. Her innocence and beauty make her every male’s fantasy. Sure, men turned to look at Vanessa out of the corner of their eyes when she walked by, but the effect Harbor has on men is completely different.

I harden the wall around my heart as I listen to Harbor and stroke her hand with my thumb, telling her she’ll be fine. Because she will be fine. I wouldn’t be surprised if they hire her before she even auditions. The thing I’m worried about is making sure I’m going to be fine. Because as different as Harbor is from Vanessa, I refuse to allow anyone close enough to do the damage Vanessa inflicted on me again. Even Harbor isn’t getting in.

Harbor takes a bite of her steak and rolls her eyes, moaning in delight. Even though the sound is low, it carries to the tables near us, making men stare at her as she takes another bite. My cock swells as I watch the fork slip out of her mouth. I look around and the men drop their gazes. Jealousy is running rampant through me and Harbor acts as if she doesn’t notice the attention she’s receiving. I almost think she doesn’t see it, but then I remember her dream in life is to be an actress. Nobody could be this wholesome. She’s playing games and I refuse to be a player in this one.

“This is amazing,” she tells me as she takes another bite.

My eyes are locked on her lips and I’ve barely tasted my food. All I want is another taste of Harbor.

“Is your food okay? You’ve hardly taken a bite.” Harbor motions with her fork toward my barely touched plate.

“I have a bit of a headache.” It isn’t a lie, I just don’t specify which head it is that’s aching.

“Ian, why didn’t you tell me? We could have stayed in.” Harbor puts her small hand on my forehead and I can’t handle it anymore, I need to get away from her.

“Would you mind going home after you’re done?” I ask her, almost begging, hoping that she’ll move away but not wanting her to at the same time.

“Let’s go now.” Harbor motions for the waiter and as soon as dinner is paid for we’re in the back of the car, my driver moving steadily through traffic on the way home.

I close my eyes, trying to block out all that is Harbor, but it’s impossible. She is everywhere. Her smell tickles my nose, her hand is on mine. When we get home, I plop down on the couch and lean my head back. The headache I claimed to have at the restaurant is becoming a reality.

Harbor’s warm hands glide over my hair and come down to slowly circle my temples. I don’t stop the moan as her soft fingers work over me. They work down my neck and start to knead my shoulders.

“Fuck it.” I reach around me and haul Harbor over the couch, pulling her onto my lap. “I can’t stay away from you anymore.”

“Then don’t,” Harbor says just before our lips crash together.

I can taste the wine on her tongue as it enters my mouth to explore. She’s tentative at first but the more I kiss her the more she lets go. Harbor shifts until she’s straddling my lap, grinding into my erection.

She moans when I run my fingers under the top of her dress, tugging down her bra and allowing her breasts to escape.

“More,” she cries as she grabs my hands, pushing them harder over her firm globes.

With the last ounce of sanity I have left, I wrap Harbor around me, stand and stumble to my room. My lips are everywhere, sucking and nibbling her neck and collarbone, anywhere I can get a taste of her exposed skin. I let go and Harbor bounces on the bed but I anchor her to it, coming down right on top of her. She wiggles under me as I reach under her dress and feel her drenched panties. I trace my finger around the silky patch of material as she moves underneath me, trying to get me to touch her where she wants.

“Please, Ian. I need you,” she pleads as her hips unsuccessfully try to catch my finger in the spot that I know must be throbbing as much as my cock.

I give her mercy and tuck my finger under her panties, pushing my fingers in between her slick folds. She cries out as I insert one finger into her tight pussy and slowly pump it in and out.

Her face is flushed red from excitement and lust. When her blue eyes open as I use my thumb to glide over her clit, I have to look away. She’s beautiful and if I allow myself to look too long, I could see myself doing something stupid like falling in love.

I remove my finger and Harbor groans until I make my way down her body, peel off her dress as she arches off the bed, then throw it over my shoulder. With one quick tug, her panties rip and I’m on her like a starving man. She tastes delicious and soon her essence is covering my face. I plunge my finger into her while flicking her swollen clit with my tongue. Harbor screams when I add another finger and at the same time suck on her bundle of nerves, lashing her clit with my tongue. Her hands fist into my hair to make me stay where I am and she grinds into my mouth.

I grin, realizing I found the spot that drives her insane.

“Don’t stop,” she screams, yanking on my hair.

Not on your life, I think, as I suck harder and let my tongue go wild on her. My fingers plunge in and out of her and she’s soaking wet from her desire. Her fingers clench in my hair and her thighs begin to tremble. With one last tug, Harbor’s clit jumps in my mouth as her pussy clenches around my fingers.

She cries out, grinding even harder on my face, milking her orgasm. Her legs are clamped around my head and it’s hard to breathe, but it’s worth it. Her legs collapse onto the bed and I begin kissing my way back up to her lips. Her stomach trembles as I nip it with my teeth and her body shakes with aftershocks.

“That was amazing. I’ve never…” Harbor turns her head when I lock eyes with her.

“Don’t get shy on me now. We just got started.”

Harbors eyes blaze with heat and I slam my mouth down on hers. Not able to wait any longer, I plunge into her. She feels perfect, her slick pussy grips my dick as if it was made for me. I hold myself in deep, waiting for her to get used to my size.

Harbor kisses me deeper, and I know she’s tasting her own juices. It’s sexy as hell and I rear back and thrust into her again. Every time I plunge inside her, Harbor pulls me even closer, deeper. Our skin slaps together from the intensity.

“Im too sensitive,” Harbor cries but doesn’t let me slow down. “I don’t know if I can do another one.” A mewling cry escapes her lips as I drive into her again.

“I’ve got you, baby.” Her eyes seek mine and then she raises up, presses her lips to my mouth like I released the last of her fear.

Harbor’s movements match mine and we both groan at the magnitude of the feeling building. I’m close but I refuse to take my release until she’s writhing under me in pleasure. When I push into her this time, I grind my hip bone into her clit. Harbor sucks on my tongue, her fingernails embedded in my back as I do it again and again. Her body starts to shake and I know she’s close.

I thrust into her harder, stimulating her clit, unsure I can hold back another moment. Harbor screams, her pussy holding onto my erection as it pulses around it. Not wanting to leave the sensation of having her wrapped around me completely, I continue with short strokes until Harbor biting my shoulder pushes me over.

My balls tighten as I pull out and stroke myself over Harbor’s quivering stomach. She moves my hand and pumps me hard, her finger rolling over the tip. Hot semen shoots out of me and covers Harbor’s stomach and hand.

She grins at me and licks some of my cum off her finger, making my balls tighten even more while my dick twitches to be back inside of her.

“I told you you could do it,” I tell her, wiping her off with my shirt and collapsing next to her.

Harbor giggles and cuddles close to me. I know it’s a mistake to let her stay in my room but I don’t want her to be far when my dick is ready for her again. I refuse to think there could be any other reason for me to want her in my bed next to me.

“You’re right. Maybe you can convince me I can handle more.”

My cock springs back to life and she laughs even louder when I roll on top of her.