Page 29 of Laying it Bare on the Run

“I was in you. My fingers loved the feel of your wet heat and my tongue couldn’t get enough of your luscious taste.” I plunged my fingers back inside her pussy as I licked my lips.

“You know what I mean.” Rising up on her elbows, she glared down at me.

But her glower didn’t last. When I twisted my hand slightly and my fingers hit her secret spot inside, she flopped back down on a long erotic groan. “Cannon, I’m going to come again. What are you doing to me?” Her question came out on unsteady breaths.

I was going to make her mindless with pleasure. Not wanting to miss a drop of her succulent essence, I clamped my mouth on her clit and sucked hard. Harper flew apart in my arms, screaming my name, and drenching me in her juices. I couldn’t keep up with the surge and some of it ran down my chin. I licked the remnants off and savored her taste.

When I finally raised my head, I stared at Harper’s flushed, sated expression. Her eyes were closed and she did indeed appear blissed out. Before she could completely recover, I grabbed the foil packet from my nightstand, tore it open with my teeth, and rolled the latex down my length. “Are you ready for some more, Harper?”

Instead of waiting for her reply, I rubbed my extremely excited dick at her entrance, eliciting tiny mewls from Harper’s lips as I coated him in her juices. Then I pushed inside and released my own low groan at how perfect she grabbed me. “Oh fuck, Harper. You feel incredible.” I slid almost the entire way out before plunging back inside, a little faster this time.

“Yes, Cannon. This is what I wanted. Not that the buildup wasn’t amazing. But oh God, you inside me is like heaven.” Her hands dropped from my hair to grip my shoulders tightly. Then she wrapped her legs around my waist – the motion tilting her hips upward – and pulled me closer. My next thrust hit a spot that had the both of us moaning in tandem.

“I need you to come again, Harper. I want to feel it this time all along my dick.” I pounded into her, craving the sexy sounds leaving her mouth on breathless sighs. When her pussy began to ripple along my dick, I sped up my thrusts. A moment later, her pussy clamped down on me so tightly, it sent me into a tailspin. As her warm release coated my cock, I pumped into her two more times before my balls bunched up and tiny convulsions rippled across the base of my dick. A split second later, the tremors shot upward at an inhuman speed and I squeezed my eyes shut at the intensity and exploded in my own orgasm. Lights flashed behind my closed eyes before my arms gave out and I flopped onto the bed beside Harper, gathering her into my arms. I didn’t want to lose our connection yet. “You wrecked me, Harper. That was fucking amazing.” I ran my hands soothingly up and down her spine.

For the next few minutes, we lay there with Harper sprawled halfway across my chest. The two of us heaving in breaths, her heartbeat pounding against mine. I could hold her forever. She felt so right in my arms and not just because her body felt amazing. It was just her.

Interrupting my post orgasmic bliss, Harper jolted upright, panic flaring in her eyes. “Did you use a condom? Oh my God, please tell me you did.”

If I hadn’t been so worried about her near hysteria, I would have taken offense to her alarm that I might have given her some disease. Sitting up, I took her face in my hands. “Hey, Baby. It’s okay. I’m clean. But I used a condom. Take a breather.”

She stared at me for a long moment as if I had spoken another language.

Maybe I shorted out her brain with her orgasms. That normally would make me proud. However, at the moment, it concerned me because her expression was complete bewilderment.

Then she blinked and shook her head. “No. I wasn’t worried about that. I trust you.” Some tears welled in her eyes. “I worried that if I got pregnant and Waik got his hands on me. What if he killed the baby? Or worse, I gave birth and . . . I can’t imagine the things that could happen to the baby and I’d be powerless to stop it.” Her beautiful features twisted in gut wrenching pain. “I’m sorry. I just ruined a perfectly wonderful moment with my fears. But I can’t escape it. I want to, but I can’t.” Her body shook with her unrelenting fear.

“Hey. Hey.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Look at me, Harper.”

When her eyes met mine, terror, distress, and anxiety filled her beautiful blues.

“You’re okay. Calm down. I got you. I’m not going to let him get his hands on you. And you didn’t ruin anything. I am here for you no matter what. We just had an amazing time and nothing can take that away from us. But right now you need me for other things.” Reaching between us, I quickly pulled off the condom and threw it into the can at my bedside. Then I wrapped her into my arms and hugged her close, running my hands through her hair. “I did use one, Baby. I had grabbed one from my bathroom when I had finished showering. Not that I was expecting anything but I didn’t want to stop if things between us grew intimate. I was pretty sure you weren’t on the pill not with everything you have going on. So I tossed one onto my nightstand since I keep the box in the bathroom now. I haven’t had a girl in my bed in a very long time.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“I don’t remember you pausing long enough to put one on.”

Tilting her chin up, I smirked at her. “I didn’t give you a moment to catch your breath, did I? I loved how you were responding to me and couldn’t wait to get inside you.”

“I must have been completely blissed out. You were amazing. Kerena was so wrong. You are pretty fantastic and magical in bed.” She shot me a half smile.

“That’s better. I want you smiling. You don’t have to worry about anything when you’re with me.” I pressed my lips to hers and gave her a gentle kiss.

“I know you want to protect me but I don’t think anyone can. If only he could be stopped.” Harper’s brows pushed together. “If only someone knew where those pictures were my brother had said something about. He wouldn’t give me specifics but said he didn’t know where they were.” The tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks. “But Waik didn’t believe him. If he had maybe my brother would still be alive.” As the tears continued rolling down her face, her body shook with her sobs. “I should have done something more. I should have lied and said I knew where the pictures were and led them on a wild goose chase so we both could’ve gotten away. I should have found a way to protect him.” She wailed.

I hated seeing her in so much pain. But all I could do right now was hold her. And that was what I did as I tried to provide some semblance of comfort for her. But I would do more for her soon; I would find a way to bring Waik to justice. She wouldn’t have to fear him for long.

After nearly ten minutes, her sobs began to space apart and quiet down into muted sniffles. My hands continued their leisure journey up and down her spine as she calmed. Her breaths grew measured instead of the hyperventilating ones she’d been sucking down since she began crying out her guilt.

When she finally looked up at me, her face blotchy and eyes red rimmed, she gave me a faint smile. “You’re pretty great. Thank you for convincing me to come home with you.”

“I meant what I had said. I want to be here for you. I want a relationship with you too. So that means handling everything together, the good and the bad. Okay?”

After a brief moment, she nodded. “Do you have some tissues? I feel like a snotty mess.” She released a half laugh. “Yeah, I guess things still don’t really embarrass me.”

“Then we’re moving right past the slightly awkward stage of a new relationship.” I winked at her before sliding from my bed to rush into the bathroom to grab the box of tissues. Crawling back in beside her, I offered her the box.

She snatched two before wiping and blowing her nose – rather noisily – and I had to chuckle. The small things didn’t faze her at all.

“Are you okay to talk about it right now?”

---