Page 85 of This Feeling

“Touch yourself, Harp.”

Doing as I asked, she started to rub her clit while I picked up my pace.

“That’s a good girl,” I praised, as I fucked her fast and hard.

“Declan!”

“Fuck, Harper…I need you to come, baby. I can’t last much longer.”

She moved her hand faster, and I could feel my balls pulling up. I was going to come, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

“Harper!” I cried out as I felt her start to squeeze my dick.

“Yes! Yes! I’m coming!” she yelled, as she threw her head back. I grabbed her ponytail and thrust faster…

Then my orgasm hit me so hard, I swore I blacked out for a few seconds.

“I’m coming, Harp!”

Dropping over Harper’s back, I struggled to catch my breath. I was careful not to put too much of my weight on her since she’d collapsed onto the table. She was also struggling to breathe as we just lay there. The smell of sex and flowers mingled in the air, and I closed my eyes to take it all in.

“Holy. Crap,” Harper gasped between breaths. “That was…incredible.”

Kissing her back softly, I smiled. “It was pretty damn amazing.” I gently pulled out and helped Harper to stand. “Was I too rough? I kind of lost my mind there for a few minutes.”

She shook her head. “It was so good, Declan. It felt like you were…” Her words trailed off.

Taking her hands in mine, I asked, “It felt like what?”

A blush moved up from her neck, into those beautiful cheeks.

“Talk to me, Harper.”

“Well…it felt like you were…claiming me. And it reminded me of a dream I had about you.”

“You’ve dreamt of me, huh?”

She smiled and looked at the floor while attempting to cover herself with her arm and hand.

I reached up and pulled both arms down to her sides. “Don’t hide your body from me, Harp. I love it so much.”

Chewing on her bottom lip, she met my gaze. “I still have a hard time remembering I’m not that overweight young girl who no one ever looked at twice.”

I brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. “I never saw you like that. You’re more than the size of your clothes.”

Grinning, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around my neck. When I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“I had a dream that you and I made love, and afterward, you wrote ‘mine’ on my upper thigh.”

I lifted my brows. “Do you want to be mine, Harp?”

Her eyes flickered around my face before connecting our gazes once more. “Iamyours, Declan.”

I lifted a hand and traced my finger along her jawline. “And I’m yours, Harper.”

She kissed me before putting her feet back on the floor, taking my hand in hers, and walking us toward an oversized chair off to one side of the back room, where a small sitting area was set up. There was a love seat, the chair, and a small table.

“Sit down, Declan.”

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