Harrison

I narrow my eyes at her. “You should think carefully before you make an offer like that.”

“I don’t care.” Her eyes are wild with excitement.

“You don’t know me,” I warn. “You don’t know what I’m really like.”

I’m still inside her, but as much as I want to thrust, I keep my hips still. Her words have lit a fire deep within me, but we don’t know each other, not really, and I can’t tell if she’s just playing, if it’s all words.

She blinks and bites her bottom lip. Shit, I’ve made her nervous, and I didn’t mean to do that. “I know you’d never hurt me,” she whispers, probably more out of hope than knowledge that it’s the truth.

I settle down on my elbows and make myself comfortable. I brush my lips against hers and start moving my hips, thrusting slowly inside her.

“No,” I tell her, “I would never hurt you. But I’m only human, and I’m a man. There’s enough testosterone coursing through my veins at the moment to make a woman faint at twenty paces. You can’t offer yourself to a guy like that unless you mean it.”

“What makes you think I don’t mean it?” Her shyness has vanished again as she realizes I’m playing with her. The look in her eyes is bold, challenging. “I’ve never had sex like this. And if I only have you for one night, I want it all.”

I nibble her bottom lip. “Do you have any idea how many positions I can think of to fuck you in?”

She laughs and slides her hands down my back to grab my butt. “I have a pretty good imagination.”

“I can think of lots, Gaby. Maybe hundreds. I can think of enough to keep you as a sex slave for a month. If not a year.”

Her eyes take on a helpless look. “Oh.”

“You wouldn’t be able to stand the pleasure.” I kiss up her jaw to her ear and run my tongue around it. “I’d wear you out in two weeks.”

“What a way to go, though.” She shudders, and I feel her clench around me.

I grunt and give a deeper thrust, and her eyes fly wide again. “But I’d probably shock you,” I say absently. She’s hot and wet and tight. This is fucking heaven.

“I want to be shocked.”

“Do you?” I get the feeling her ex wasn’t adventurous in the bedroom. “How shocked, Gaby?”

Her lips curve under mine. “Very.”

“Okay.” I’m enjoying this. I’m having to keep tight control, otherwise I’d come in seconds. I try not to concentrate on the sensations spiraling through me and focus instead on Gaby’s eyes. “How many different places would you like to get fucked?”

She opens her mouth for a moment to my deep kiss, then says, “Places in the apartment? Or places on my body?”

“Both.”

She looks into my eyes as I slide inside her. I hold her gaze, letting her know I’m not kidding. She lifts her arms above her head and stretches beneath me, and I sense a change in her—her thighs loosen, and she tilts up her hips to welcome me in. She’s giving herself over to me—she’s completely mine at this point. “Every place,” she whispers.

Heat surges through me, and my hips start thrusting harder, in spite of my brain’s attempt to stay calm. “Are you sure?” I run my tongue along her bottom lip. “You want me to fuck this pretty little mouth?”

She laughs. “You’re so filthy. They were right in the lunchroom.”

“I don’t know why they’re talking about me in the lunchroom. I’ve never slept with anyone at the office.”

“I think it’s more hopeful fantasizing.”

I smirk and kiss her. “Well?”

“Yes, Harry. I’d like you to fuck my mouth.” Her cheekbones stain red, but her eyes are bright.

I kiss around to her ear while I stroke my hand down her body to her hip. Then I move it around to her butt. “What about here?” I slide my fingers down between her cheeks as far as I can reach and tease the area there.

“I… mmm… I’ve never…”

Waa-hey, an anal virgin. The thought of introducing her to that makes my head spin. “Would you like to?”

“I did say, Harry. Every place.” She’s breathing hard now.

“Does that turn you on? The thought of giving yourself over to me? Of letting me do whatever I want to this sweet body?”

She groans.

I shift the angle of my hips so I’m grinding against her, enjoying the way her lips part and her eyelids flutter. I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer. She’s spread out before me, all soft and hot and wet, and her excitement is a turn on I hadn’t expected.

I lift up onto my hands and push up her knees, and now when I thrust, I’m plunging down into her. Gaby cries out, and a sexy flush spreads up from her chest as her blood heats up.

“Yes,” she says, panting, tightening her hands in my hair. “Oh fuck, yes.”

I hadn’t meant to be rough, but every time I move, she reacts with such a sexy groan that eventually I give in and let my body take over. I pound into her with deep, hard thrusts, and the air is filled with the sexy slurp and suck of me plunging into her where she’s so wet, the slap of my hips against the back of her thighs, and my grunts and her cries of pleasure.

She claws at my back, and I drop my mouth briefly to her breasts and suck hard on her nipples before returning to her lips where I kiss her, groaning at the way she darts her tongue inside.

“Oh God,” she whispers, “oh my fucking God, oh God,” and I know what she means, because it’s hot and sweaty and sexy as fuck, and she’s the hottest chick I’ve ever met. I’m having to hang onto the headboard as I drive into her, but it’s banging against the wall, and I think I might be thrusting her head against the board too but she’s not complaining, and I can’t do anything about it because I’m going to come, and there’s not a lot I can do about it. My balls tighten, heat rushes through me, and then I feel every spasm as fluid bursts from me in jet after hot jet, so many times that for a moment I worry the condom isn’t going to be able to hold it all.

I feel Gabriella’s gaze on me as the climax rolls over me, and her hands are so tight in my hair I think she might have pulled a few handfuls out at the roots. I open my eyes and look into hers. She’s smiling, but I don’t think she’s come yet, so I continue to thrust, making sure I’m grinding against her. Her eyes widen again, her mouth forms an O, and then her eyelids flutter shut. I pick up the pace again, slamming the headboard against the wall, and the orgasm that never really finished continues to ripple through me when Gaby finally comes, milking every last fucking drop out of me with pulse after pulse of excruciating clenches that leave me shuddering and groaning when she eventually collapses back onto the bed.

“Ow,” is the first thing she says. “My head.”

I have been banging her against the headboard. I curse as she starts laughing, each contraction of her muscles squeezing my already sensitive cock, and I withdraw from her, then fall onto my back.

“Stop complaining,” I tell her, panting, pulling her tightly against me. “You wanted one hundred percent.”

“I didn’t know it involved driving me into the next apartment.”

That makes me laugh, and soon the two of us are chuckling away, too exhausted to do anything but lie there and let the sleepy after-sex hormones creep over us.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I mumble.

“Of course not. Slight bruising to the skull notwithstanding. And tomorrow I’ll be walking as if I’ve been horse-riding.”

“I seem to recall you requesting that. I aim to please.”

“Mmm. Yes, you do, Harrison.” She rests her head on my shoulder. “You really do.”