Blake
By the time Cold One closes for the night, it’s nearly midnight and we’re all completely exhausted. My parents went home hours ago, worn out from all of the excitement and stress of the day.
“Do you need a ride home?” Harper asks as she locks up the restaurant. We’re the last ones to leave.
After she punched Craig, he threw a conniption and the police ended up coming out to the restaurant. Harper doesn’t need any negative publicity for her place of business, but luckily, the police and most of the patrons seemed to feel that Harper and I were in the right.
As far as they could tell, Craig was just a belligerent ex-employee who was trying to harass his former boss.
No one needs to know the truth about what happened all those years ago. No one needs to know this fight was about so much more than just his job termination.
“I’m staying with my parents,” I tell her.
“I know,” Harper says, turning to look at me. “That was my way of asking if you want to come over and play with me tonight,” she says. “Or, you know,” Harper blushes. “If you need to get home to Mom and Dad.”
“Why, Harper McBride,” I take a step closer to her. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
“I wasn’t aware I had to try, cowboy,” she places her hands on my chest and rubs them up and down slowly. “As far as I can tell, I’ve got your cock right where I want it.”
“And where is that?”
She reaches between us. “In my hand,” she grabs my length and begins to rub on me over my jeans. “Right here: all mine.”
“Damn,” I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. She gets me. She totally, perfectly, completely gets me.
“What’ll it be, Blake?” She asks, kissing my neck. “Are you going to be bad with me tonight?” She rubs me harder, faster, and I growl.
“You have no idea how bad I can be, baby.”
“Good,” she says, tossing me her keys. “Then let’s get home and find out.”
***
I’m not sure what to expect from Harper’s home. I know she doesn’t live with her parents anymore. There’s nothing wrong with that, of course, but she’s much too independent to be comfortable living at home. We pull up in front of a small Victorian home, complete with a wraparound porch, and I smile.
“You bought the old Thomas place,” I say. She just shrugs.
“I wanted it. It was available. I got approved for a loan and slapped on a new coat of paint. Good as new.”
“Do you remember sneaking into the backyard when we were teenagers?” I ask, following her up the sidewalk to the front porch.
“Of course,” she laughs. “They had that hot tub back there and they never kept the enclosure locked. You, me, and every teenage couple in town knew about this place. It was perfect.”
“Is the hot tub still there?” I ask, wiggling my eyebrows up and down in a move I know is anything but seductive.
“Sadly,” she chuckles. “It’s been gone for awhile now. I’ve got something better, though.”
“What could be better than a hot tub for two?”
She unlocks the front door and we step inside. Harper closes the door behind us. I take a quick look around the entryway. It’s absolutely stunning. There’s a large staircase leading to a second floor and there’s a living room to my left with an office to the right.
“This,” she says, and when I turn back around, she’s completely naked.
“How did you strip down in less than five seconds? That’s impressive, Harper.”
“I really, really want your cock, Blake,” she says. “Please. Don’t keep me waiting any longer.”
Who could resist that? I certainly can’t. Maybe that makes me a bad person or maybe I just lack self-control. I don’t know. Either way, I kiss Harper and pick her up, cradling her in my arms.
“Where’s your bedroom, baby?”
“Upstairs,” she murmurs, kissing me. She runs her hands through my hair as she touches me. I have to focus on walking up the stairs one at a time, but Harper gets to play with me and by the time I reach the top of the stairs, I’m ready to fuck her in the middle of the damn hallway. “To the right,” she says, and I head down the narrow hallway and push open the first door.
Sure enough, it opens into a bedroom. Like the rest of her home, the bedroom is decorated all in purple.
I carry her into the room and set her carefully on the bed.
“Take off your clothes, Blake. I want you to make love to me.”