Chapters (39)
- Playlist
- 1. August
- 2. Harper
- 3. August
- 4. Harper
- 5. Harper
- 6. August
- 7. Harper
- 8. August
- 9. Harper
- 10. August
- 11. Harper
- 12. August
- 13. Harper
- 14. Harper
- 15. August
- 16. Harper
- 17. Harper
- 18. Harper
- 19. Harper
- 20. August
- 21. Harper
- 22. August
- 23. August
- 24. Harper
- 25. Harper
- 26. Harper
- 27. August
- 28. Harper
- 29. August
- 30. Harper
- 31. Harper
- 32. Harper
- Epilogue
- Thank you
- Acknowledgments
- About Author
- Excerpt - The Roommate Deal
- Also By Roxanne
I moved back up to her, my breath over her lips, holding her down. “Will you calm down?”
Her mouth opened and she raised a brow. “Are you sure you’ve done this before?”
I chuckled. “I’m going to make you regret that one, baby.”
Sliding my tongue between her lips, I kissed her furiously, teasing her, which only backfired as desire rose in my chest. And my steel bulge pushed against her.
“I’m waiting.”
“I don’t plan on hurting you. We need to go slow.”
The endearment made her smile.
I moved my fingers back down to her thighs ready to devour her with my mouth the way I had the other night if that was what it took to get her as wet as I needed her to be.
No matter what happened tonight. Harper was not getting hurt.
I drew circles over her clit with my thumb gently before applying pressure and felt the slick heat multiply with every stroke.
“Gah…” she writhed at my touch and I moved on top of her before reaching into the dresser for a condom.
“No,” she urged before I could even tear the wrapper off. “I—I’m clean and…if you say you are, I’ll believe you.”
“You would?”
She nodded.
My jaw locked as I flicked the wrapped condom off to the side somewhere. I couldn’t tell. My eyes were too focused on hers. I leaned in close. “I am.”
I kept my eyes on her as I positioned myself between her legs. I smoothed the tip down her entrance, ensuring enough wetness before sliding in, slowly, pushing myself past the tightness, watching every inch of her body’s reaction to me.
Her fists were tight around the sheets at her side, her eyes squeezed shut and she tightened around me.
Releasing a breath, I moved down to her, connecting our lips, smoothing my hand around her face. “Breathe, beautiful,” I whispered against her skin, then put a hand against her chest until I felt it rise and fall in appropriate speed.
With her eyes closed, she inhaled through her nose and exhaled slowly through her mouth, the tension easing in her core with each breath. Leaning down, I wrapped one arm around her, pulling her against my chest, while the other gripped her hip so that our bodies were flush.
If she was going to be in any more pain, I needed to feel it. I couldn’t count on her telling me as much.
With ease, she let me stretch into her and I stilled, letting her body adjust to the intrusion.
A whimper made me freeze. “Are you okay?”
She nodded and opened her eyes. “So much better than okay.” She rocked her hips against mine, taking me in deeper and I groaned in response, knowing that her pain was gone, and she was feeling nothing but pleasure.