Coming up for air, her body is already quivering with want, and I can see the beautiful pink blush that is starting to cover her skin. The one that I put there. I need to see it everywhere. Harper might try to deny herself the depth of her feelings, but she can’t hide it from me.

Pulling at the sides of her shorts, I start to slide them and her panties down in one go. She raises her hips as they glide over her glistening pussy, and I drag them quickly past her knees. Balling them up in my hand, I turn and open the drawer on the beside cabinet.

“I think I might keep these,” I say, tucking them inside and sliding the drawer closed, much to Harper’s complaining.

“No, they’re my favorite,” she cries out.

“I know, that’s why they belong in my drawer. Then they are nice and close for the nights you spend in this bed.” I make a point to say that unless she is sleeping here with me, then she doesn’t get them back.

“You need more than a pair of pajamas to keep me here.” Her words remind me of the thoughts in her head.

“Oh, by the time I’m finished with you tonight, you won’t ever want to leave.” My voice is becoming raspy with the desire that I have building inside me. Sliding the condom on that I had also grabbed from the drawer, I move back onto the mattress, hovering my body above hers. Holding myself on my elbows, I take one more kiss of her perfect lips before I start inching down her body, enjoying every single bit of her.

“This is what you are going to start dreaming of when you aren’t near me. My lips tasting you, just like this.” I take another taste of the skin of her stomach, wanting to mark her, but I know it will be too much for her to see every day. When the time is right, I will absolutely leave my marks to remind her about the ecstasy of when I gave them to her. “Your daydreams are going to be filled with visions of my head right here between your legs.” I take a long slow swipe of my tongue up through her pussy. “You can’t deny me, can you, Harper. You brain might be telling you one thing, but your body is telling you more.”

I look up one last time into her eyes as she takes in the view from above.

“Don’t do this to me, Forrest.” Her words sound like she is in pain, but it’s not from how I’m touching her. It’s her own turmoil that is pulling at her.