CHAPTER 20
HARLEY
His hair brushed over my fingers like silk. I pulled him closer. His mouth pulled every ounce of pleasure from my quivering body, powerful waves of ecstasy washing over me with the force of a thousand currents.
“Yes,” I murmured, “more, more, more, don’t stop, Blaze…”
My hips flailed, his tongue performing a menagerie of magic tricks between my thighs. Flushed and panting, I opened myself up to him, begging for every lick and stroke like a hungry cat.
He gave me everything I wanted.
I was beyond delighted that he’d not run out of the room at the appearance of Lillian. I never knew how someone might react to that. I’d learned that talking about it beforehand never worked. Springing it on a new lover was the best approach and it was a handy tool for weeding out the prudes.
Blaze was no prude.
He didn’t blink an eye. And the fact that I caught him glancing over at Lillian every now and then didn’t bother me at all. In fact, it only turned me on more that he was acceptable to her.
Look, I’m an actress. People watching me has always turned me on. Once I brought that into the bedroom, it opened up an entirely new level of pleasure that I’d been addicted to ever since. Lillian was more than just a paid voyeur, of course. She was my maid and one of my personal assistants, in addition to Melissa.
She just happened to enjoy this part of my life, as well.
The fact that she’s delightfully beautiful and reminds me of a sexy little fairy only adds to the pleasure. Mostly, I keep her in the corner, content with knowing she’s watching and enjoying herself. But tonight?
I’m barely aware of her at all.
Blaze has taken every bit of my attention and placed it squarely on his mouth, that I’m certain he must’ve sold his soul to the devil to acquire. When he pulls away, I whimper in disappointment, but then his lips crash into mine again and his tongue tastes just like me and all I can do is melt into the bed, letting him take the reins that I’ve been trying to hold onto up to now.
His hips move against me, his hardness pressing against my clit, sliding up and down my center until he’s pressing forward, his throbbing heat piercing me deliciously and sliding inside of me so slowly that it breaks my heart.
I gasp at the fullness of him, loving the scalding heat as inch by inch, he glides into me. Rocking against me, his thick arms slide around my back, pulling me close as he thrusts into me fully. His growl vibrates against my ear as he loses any sense of control he once possessed, his pace quickening as he begins to pound into me with abandon, his cock slamming into me with the most exquisite force.
Wrapping my thighs around his hips, I hold onto him, his mouth crashing into mine again as he rocks against me, our tangled limbs melting together into one — one purpose, one mission, one journey.
“Harley, Harley, Harley,” he growls my name, like a poem dripping from the tongue of a hungry savage.
I stared up at him, this beautiful man making my body into his own, taking me as if I’d been his all along.
This was the kind of man I’d been searching for.
A man that would give me what I want, what I needed, without question, without negotiations, without expecting absolutely anything from me but the pleasure my body could provide.
With a shuddering roar, he exploded, his white-hot heat sending me into my own trembling quake of exquisite release.
Resting his weight on top of me afterwards, we lay panting and covered in a soft sheen of sweat, our skin slick and sublimely sensitive. Lillian rose from the chair, quietly retreating from the room, leaving us alone on the bed.
“Harley, I —,” Blaze began.
I reached out, putting my finger on his lips with a smile.
“Shhh!” I said, shaking my head. “That was amazing. Thank you.”
“It was, and I just wanted to say —.”
“Shhh!” I hushed him again. “There’s nothing to say, darling. It’s time for you to leave.”
“What!?” He looked as if I’d just slapped him.
“Yes, Blaze,” I said, pulling away from him and standing up.
I looked down at him, his cock still swollen and wet, and his sweet eyes staring up at me with utter confusion. “The dates over. Time to go home.”
I turned and walked into my bathroom, closing the door behind me with a sly smile.