Chapter 14
Harlow
"That was." I lick my lips with my eyes still closed. I am afraid to open them and for it to be a dream. The cool air breezes through me, and when I open them, he is on his knees in the middle of my legs. "That was," I start to say, getting my breathing back to normal when he crawls up and over me, and I rub my nose under his jaw. "That was fun." I smile at how stupid it sounds. That was fun. That was way better than fun. That was the best I’ve ever had, and I’ve already had him. It was like the best on steroids. I kiss his neck, and he leans back so I can see his face. "I bet it’ll be just as good when I take your cock down my throat."
He groans, and I slide out from his grasp, standing up with my dress bunched up around my waist. I slip it over my hips, taking my panties with it as I stand here in the middle of the balcony, naked as the day I was born. "Hmm." He pushes to his knees, and his face is the perfect height of my pussy. His hands go to my ass as he slides his tongue between my lips.
"No," I say begrudgingly. "It’s my turn." I move out of his grasp.
"It’s not my fault, if you put your pussy in my face." He smirks, getting up to his feet. "I’m going to eat it."
I throw my head back and laugh. "Good to know." I close the gap between us, and when he bends his head for a kiss, I fall to my knees in front of him. My hands go to his belt as I look up at him. His eyes watch my every single move. "I think the time has come." I pull out his belt and unbuckle it. "For me." I open the button. "To get this." I pull down the zipper and push his pants over his hips. "Baby down." I palm his cock over his white boxers, and it’s just like I remembered it. Long and thick, and I swear my pussy convulses thinking about sitting on it again. My fingers slide into the elastic at the top, and I slowly uncover his cock. "Down my throat." I lean in, licking the tip of his cock just like a lollipop and tasting his salty precum. I push his boxers down with his pants over his ass. My hand grips the base of his cock, and he moans. "See how much fun this is." I suck the tip of his cock in my mouth and then let it go. "Your cock." I take him just a touch deeper before letting go again. "In my mouth.” I take him even deeper. "Down my throat." I try to take him all in, but he’s too long and thick. My hand moves with my mouth, and I look up at him as I try to take him all the way in. His hand goes into my hair as his hips move with my mouth as he fucks my face.
"Harlow." He hisses out my name when I graze the head of his cock with my teeth and lick down his shaft to his balls. I look up at him when I suck one into my mouth and then move over to the other one. "Fuck," he says. He closes his eyes and puts his head back when I take his cock in my mouth again. "I’m not going to last," he says between clenched teeth. "I’m going to come," he warns me.
"Come in my mouth," I urge, taking his cock back down my throat, and he does just that. I continue sucking him until the last drop, and only then do I let his cock leave my mouth.
"That was," he says, his chest rising and falling. He pulls me up to stand in front of him. "That was." He rubs his nose with mine, his lips kissing the corner of my mouth.
"Fun." I try not to laugh, but I fail miserably, and the both of us laugh. He pushes his pants down and steps out of them, leaving him naked in front of me. It’s been four years since I’ve seen him naked, and the memories don’t do him justice at all.
"I’m ready to have more fun." He wraps his arm around my stomach and picks me up. I wrap my legs around his waist.
"I’d love to have more fun," I say, expecting him to put me on the cover, but he starts walking inside.
"Are we not going to have fun on the balcony?" I ask him as he steps into the house.
"Fuck no." He shakes his head. "I’m not going to have fun with you on a wooden balcony."
I wrap my arms around his neck. "We had sex in the front seat of your car with the steering wheel pressed against my ass," I remind him. Sex with Travis was always, and I mean always, good. From the very first time until the last time. We would have sex often, sometimes three times a day.
"Well, I think I can do better than a steering wheel on your ass.” He chuckles. "And that was your fault. You literally climbed over the console."
"You spent fifteen minutes telling me how you were going to eat my pussy," I huff out, and then he throws me on the bed. I laugh, and my legs fall open.
"I’m about to do that right now," he says, crawling on the bed and burying his head between my legs.
"That’s good." My hips come up to ride his face. "But I think your cock in my pussy would be better."
He gets on his knees. "Is that so?"
I sit up and jerk his cock. "That is so," I confirm and turn my head to see the side table and a bowl full of condoms. "Whoever was responsible for this room needs a raise." I tear the corner of the condom open and crawl over to him, ready to put it on him.
"I’ll do that." He holds out his hand. "You get on your back, spread your legs, and get yourself ready for me." I gladly hand him the condom and fall back and spread my legs for him. I move my hand down to play with my clit as I watch him sheathe himself.
"I want it hard." I slip two fingers in me. "And fast."
"You." He crawls over to me, his cock ready for me. "Will take my cock." He slaps my clit with his cock, then rubs it up and down my slit. He slips the tip in. "How I give it to you," he says right before slamming into me.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and he pulls out and slams back into me. I feel so full. "You can do it harder," I egg him on, knowing that he always gave it to me the way I wanted it. I tilt my hips back to get him even deeper, and his balls slap against my ass over and over again. He fucks me like he’s never fucked me before, every thrust is harder than the last one, and I love every second of it. My fingers strum my clit, and when I’m about to come, he can feel it because he pulls out of me completely and buries his face in my pussy, sliding his tongue in a couple of times before slamming his cock back in. "I need," I say, and the only sound in the room is the sound of our skin slapping together. His hips thrust in and out, and he bends to bite my nipple, and it’s the push I needed to go over the edge. "I’m coming." I try to close my legs to make him stay put, but he just keeps slamming into me over and over again. I think I’m at the end of it when he pulls out and turns me over to my stomach. He grabs me by the hips and slams into me, and I come again, and this time so does he. He roars out my name as he comes into the condom. He collapses on top of me, and my eyes close. "That," I say when I feel his head touch the pillow next to me. I turn my head to see him with his head turned and his eyes closed.
He opens them, and I have never seen his eyes so clear before. "That was out of this fucking world," he says, slipping out of me and going to his back. He closes his eyes and puts one hand on his chest.
My pussy cries for him to come back. "I mean, it was good," I joke with him, and he opens one eye to look at me. "I think we can do better."
"Is that so?" He smirks at me, and I get on my knees.
"Only way to find out is to do it again," I say, and he pulls me to him.
"I see us doing that," he says, pushing the hair away from my face. "A lot more."
"Oh, really?" I say before his mouth is on mine.
"I’m going to start upstairs," I hear a woman’s voice say. "And then come and help you guys down here."
My eyes flutter open, thinking that I was just dreaming I heard voices. But when I hear someone gasp, I know it’s not a dream. "Oh my fucking God." I don’t move because I’m not sure if I’m covered or not. I don’t even know how long I’ve been sleeping, every single time I closed my eyes, we would snuggle up, and his dick would end up inside me. The last time, I collapsed on my stomach and fell asleep when he was going to get rid of the condom. My mouth feels like I have swallowed sand on the beach.
I look over my shoulder, and my eyes meet Shelby, who just stares with her mouth open and her hand moving to cover said mouth. The sound of footsteps running up the stairs has Travis opening his eyes. I watch Clarabella and Presley come to the top of the stairs and halt in their steps behind Shelby. Both of them have the same expression on their faces that Shelby has. Just Clarabella smirks at me and rolls her lips to stop from laughing out.
"Jesus Christ, Shelby," Travis hisses out from beside me. "What are you doing here?" He sits up now, and the sheet that was on his chest falls to his lap.
"What am I doing here?" she asks, shocked.
"Can the floor swallow me?" I’m shocked when I hear the words out loud. I thought I was thinking it instead of saying it. I look around to see if they heard me say what I just did.
"Someone swallowed someone last night," Presley says, folding her arms over her chest. I groan out and grab the cover and try to bring it over my head.
"Okay, all of you need to go downstairs, and we’ll meet you there."
"I’ll make coffee," Clarabella says, turning and going down the stairs.
"I’m going to go help her and discuss what we just saw." Presley steps down one step. "Come on, Shelby." She pulls Shelby beside her.
"Oh my God," I grumble, and if I didn’t want to die before, I definitely want to die now. "This is so embarrassing,” I say, getting up and holding the sheet to my chest as I get out of the bed. Panic is running through me as I look back at Travis, who is now naked, and his cock is up.
I hold up my hand to stop my eyes from looking at it. "It’s a little too late for modesty." Travis gets out of bed. "You sat on my face less than two hours ago."
"That was different," I hiss whisper at him, but the openness of the room makes my voice carry.
"It was still you naked," he points out, walking to the door and then thinking about walking out onto the balcony, and I shout his name.
"Cover yourself. It’s light out," I hiss at him, and he grabs a towel that we used when we got out of the tub sometime during the night. "And get my dress." I point at the door.
"Well, there goes morning sex," he says, wrapping the towel around his hips at the same time the phone in my purse starts to ring.