Page 34 of The Attraction

She may win the battle, but I will win the war.

Sometimes you need to give a little ground but then make the sideways move and come around at them again from a different direction.

Harper is going to be like that.

Tonight, she will be happy with a one-night stand as she sees it, but I can tell her right now, this may be the first time I fuck her, but it certainly won’t be the last.

She might not realize it, but from the moment she snuggled up with me last night, I knew I would never be able to let her go. I can be patient until we get through this turmoil, but I’m not going anywhere, and neither is she.

“You can call me yours for tonight, but that’s all it will be,” she spits out at me as she breaks from the kiss to take a breath, and I just ignore her as I take her again, biting down on her bottom lip as she opens up for me. It brings a moan from her that is sinful and one I want to hear over and over again.

I slide my hands from her waist around to her ass and lift her up against my body. I don’t respond to her statement, intent on making sure we are on the same page for what is about to happen.

“This is the last chance to change your mind, otherwise I’m taking you to my bed, and I going to fuck every little bit of attitude out of you.”

Her eyes darken, and I can feel her breathing falter a bit as she takes in what I said. “Is this your arrogance talking, or are you really as good as you think you are?”

“You’re about to find out,” I say, carrying her toward my bedroom door and straight to my bed. But before I lay her down, I ask one last time, and I’m not sure if this question is just for her or me too.

I want her to really think about this, because I know in my head, I’m asking myself, do I really want to open my heart for the chance of it being destroyed?

“Harper.” Her name falls softly from my lips. “Are you sure about this?”

I can see her thinking hard, but it doesn’t take long, and she nods her head at me. But it’s not enough, I need more.

“Words,” I demand.

“Forrest, I swear if you don’t fuck me now, I’m walking back into my room and grabbing my biggest vibrator and fucking myself. Does that answer your question!” And every bit of gentle that I was trying to use is shot into the atmosphere as I throw her on the bed.

“No vibrators in this house. I’ll burn them.” And I mean it.

Stripping my shirt off and unbuttoning my trousers, I push both them and my briefs off in one go. I don’t want to put her in a position where she feels that I have the upper hand.

Standing and just staring at her, I can see her eyes roaming my body, and the way she licks her lips and drags her teeth over her bottom lip, I can tell she likes what she sees.

“Well, it looks like they are safe for one more night, because with what you are providing,” she waves her hand up and down in my direction, “I trust I will be satisfied.”

And as much as I’m so turned on and ready to burst, I still can’t help but laugh at her. “You will be so satisfied that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Because if I’m only getting one night like you say, then I’m going to fuck you as many times as I can before you can’t take anymore.”

Not even waiting for an answer, I kneel on the bed and start to crawl over top of her. Crowding her with my body, I lean down and kiss along her jawline until I am whispering in her ear.

“If you’re fond of those pajamas, I suggest you get them off now. Otherwise, I’m ripping them off that sexy-as-sin body that you have been virtually throwing at me while flirting your ass off with me for months.” I bite down on her ear, and her pelvis lifts off the bed, writhing against my cock that I am already straining to keep in control. “Now you can feel what you do to me when you play your little games. You have no idea how many times I almost gave in to you.”

“Why didn’t you then?” she sasses back as she runs her hands all over my naked back.

“Because I want more,” I say, telling her how I feel.

“But nothing has changed, this is all it can be.” Her eyes look almost sad, but she’s trying to stick to her plan.

“So you say.” I push the hair off her neck and nip at her skin on the way down toward her chest.

“Forrest.” She calls out my name, and it’s a mixture of telling me she means what she says and also because her body can’t help but react to my touch.

“Harper.” I keep kissing every bare piece of skin I can find. “Thirty seconds and I start ripping.” Crawling down her body again, my face is level with her waist as I push up her shirt slightly, licking along the edge of the elastic on her silk bottoms. Her body again lifts off the mattress as she tries to scramble to get her shirt buttons undone.

I look up at her face that is fixated on watching me. “May I?” I ask as I take hold of each side of the shorts.

“Please.” Her reply almost sounds like a plea. Oh, how I want to hear her begging for more of what she is about to experience.

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