Shane’s mouth was on me before he even finished speaking. My body was his for the taking, my hips arching up to meet his seeking tongue. Strong fingers gripped my hips, holding me in place as he buried his face in between my wet folds. I lost control fast, my climax washing over me within less than a minute of his tongue working me over.
I was helpless to stop the small screams that escaped me as I fell apart, but he wasn’t finished with me. His tongue never stopped, only intensifying my orgasm, pleasuring me through the peak. As soon as I fell off the edge of the precipice, he was working me toward another one. My fingers fisted the covers, holding on as he pushed me harder and faster toward the abyss of pleasure that awaited me on the other side of a second climax in as many minutes.
I cried out his name when I fell again, the orgasm lasting longer this time. Still, he didn’t stop but added his fingers to the equation. Two thick fingers thrust into me as his mouth sucked on my clit. The growling noises he was making letting me know that he was enjoying the taste of me only made me wetter for him.
“Shane!” My voice was broken, hoarse from the screams that he had ripped from me with the two orgasms he had already given me. “I want you, Shane!”
“Not yet.” His voice was rough, raspier than I’d ever heard it. “I love the taste of your need for me. Want more of it, baby. Give me more!”
His words only made me come apart fast as he flattened his tongue against my clit and held it there as he finger fucked me. I came for the third time and he ate it all up. Finally, he lifted his head and I could see my desire damp on his face. Maybe I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. Not with Shane, who had awoken all of this passion in me.
I watched as he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. His groan stirred something deep between my legs back to life again. “I hope you liked that, baby. Because I plan on doing it often.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I didn’t. Instead, I grabbed his arm and pulled him down on top of me. “I want you inside of me. Now.”
The way his eyes darkened only increased my need for him. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”
His clothes were gone in seconds, and he was finally on his knees in front of me, naked and aroused and beautifully male. I grasped his dick with both hands, loving how he felt against my fingers. Hot, hard, silky. Spreading my legs wider for him, I guided him to my entrance.
Balancing his weight on his wrists now, he paused as the head of his big cock entered me. “I’m yours, Harper. And you are mine.”
I blinked, unable to understand his words at first. “What?”
“I belong to you. Tell me you know that.”
My breath felt like it was trapped in my lungs all of a sudden. “Shane… I…”
“I love you, baby.”
Tears burnt my eyes and I quickly blinked them away. “Don’t say that.”
“Why not?” he asked softly.
“Because… Because…” I broke off, not completely sure why he shouldn’t say those words to me. “Because I want to believe you.”
A smile teased his lips. God, I loved it when he smiled. I felt like everything in the world was perfect when he smiled at me. “Believe it, beautiful. I love you.”
Heart pounding, I covered his mouth with my hand. “Prove it.”
He did. For hours he showed me by making love to me until I was sure I was going to expire from the sheer pleasure of it all.
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After an afternoon full of nothing but lovemaking, all I wanted to do was sleep until it was time to meet Dallas and Linc later that night. I was sure that Shane and I had more than celebrated my new job, but he had other plans.
“Get your sexy ass up!” he commanded, jumping out of bed with more energy than I would have thought possible after just spending hours proving that he was indeed a sex god.
I groaned and rolled over, hiding under the covers. “Sleepy.”
A firm slap to my bottom made me squeal. “Get up and shower or I’ll do it for you.”
When I didn’t bother to move, he lifted me, covers and all, and carried me into the bathroom. I struggled in his hold, laughing and kicking. “Shane! Put me down!”
Suddenly, I was on my feet in the shower and the covers were stripped away from me. His mischievous smile made me melt for him all over again. “Do I need to wash you too?”
I gave him a mock glare. “Tyrant.”
Laughing, he turned for the door. “Better get to washing, beautiful. I’ll be back in five minutes.”
Forty-five minutes later we were stepping out of the back of a town car and into one of the most extravagant restaurants in New York City. Luckily, I had dressed with this possibility in mind because I knew that Shane liked these types of places just as much as he liked little mom-and-pop eateries.
There was a line but when Shane approached the hostess and gave his name the woman told him his party had already arrived. I frowned up at him. “Are your friends joining us?” It didn’t bother me if they were, but I’d thought it was going to be just the two of us.
I saw something like uncertainty flash across his face for a moment. He turned to me and cupped my face tenderly in his big, callused hands. “I love you, Harper.”
“Shane…”
“Just trust me… Okay?”
His words only confused me, so I said nothing as he took my hand and linked our fingers as the hostess showed us to our table. The place was full of familiar faces, none of whom I knew personally but from celebrity gossip pages instead. Some of them turned to watch as Shane pulled me through the masses, others didn’t find us interesting enough to bother.
I was too concerned about what Shane could have possibly meant to care or to notice the two women sitting at one of the best tables in the restaurant, watching us make our way toward them. It wasn’t until we were mere feet away from them that I realized my mother and stepsister were about to pounce.
Shane
I felt Harper stiffen beside me and knew that she had spotted her family. Dallas’ warning that I could possibly lose the best thing to ever happen to me echoed in the back of my mind. My stomach clenched with what could only be fear, but I pushed through it.
If I was to understand the girl I intended to spend the rest of my life with, we had to deal with this now.
Harper suddenly stopped and I was forced to turn and face her. My heart ached at the sight of her pale face and the hurt shining at me through those glasses I loved so much. “I don’t want to be here,” she whispered so softly I had to strain to hear her.
My fingers tightened around hers, and I bent my knees so that we were on the same eye level. “Why?”
She glanced over my shoulder for a moment, taking in her mother and stepsister. Before my eyes I saw her transform from a scared little kitten to a very sexy, very angry tigress. Her jaw clenched and those incredible violet eyes grew cold. I wasn’t confident that was a good thing, but at least she no longer looked like a kicked puppy.
“Let’s get this over with,” she bit out in a voice that told me I was not her favorite person any longer.
Knowing that I had hurt her hurt me twice as much. In that moment, I was ready to take her away from there and beg for her forgiveness. I could only pray that Dallas wasn’t right and that I wasn’t about to lose the beautiful creature before me. “We don’t have to stay,” I rushed to tell her. “We can go home. Make love. Forget that this ever happened.”
“No. You obviously had a reason to set this up.” I wish I knew what she was thinking behind those now arctic purple eyes of hers. “I’m not sure I care what that reason was, but whatever.”
She jerked her hand from mine when I tried to keep hold of it and pushed past me. I swallowed hard and pulled my phone from my dress pants. A rapid texted message was all I had time for before I turned and stepped beside Harper.