"So I called my father and told him I would take his offer."
"You had told your father already?" I hiss out. "Great." I put my hands on my hips. "If he didn’t want to, he’ll want to shoot me now."
She laughs and comes over to me, standing in front of me. She puts her hands on my hips. "I went four years without you." She looks up at me with all the love that she has always looked at me with. The look I thought I would never see again. "And it took one day for me to see that I really wasn’t happy. I mean yes, I had my practice and it was thriving. Yes, I had my family all around me. I had everything that could make me happy, except I didn’t have that missing piece."
"I can’t let you give this up for me." I shake my head. "I wouldn’t let you do it four years ago. I’m not going to let you do it now."
"Well, good news is you have no say in this," she sasses me. "The decision has already been made and I have three interviews on Monday."
"You did all of this without telling me."
"You did the same thing," she counters back at me and my hands come and hold her face. "I really think we should talk about how we communicate with each other." She laughs and I can’t help but bend down and kiss her lips.
"I don’t want you to sacrifice all of this."
"That’s the thing, Travis," she explains. "I’m not sacrificing anything. I’m choosing me and my happiness." She gets on her tippy-toes and kisses under my neck. "Now that we have that settled, can we get naked?" Only she can shock me one minute and then make me laugh the next. Only she can argue that what she is doing for you is really for her. Only she can make everything better. Only she can make my heart beat without pain. Only her.
Chapter 26
Harlow
"That’s the thing, Travis," I say, my chest feeling full for the first time in the last four years. "I’m not sacrificing anything. I’m choosing me and my happiness." I get on my tippy-toes and kiss under his neck, exactly where I can feel his heartbeat under my lips. His heart is beating as fast as mine and all I can do is smile. "Now that we have that settled, can we get naked?"
"Yes," he agrees and holds up a finger. "Just so I understand what is going on," he says and I rub my nose under his chin. "Four years ago, you were going to move with me."
"That is correct," I say as my hands go to the hem of his shirt, my hands sliding it up just a touch.
"So not only was I a total asshole," he continues talking. "But I was stupid."
"That is correct." I give his neck soft kisses. "And dumb." My finger trails up his stomach.
"Really dumb," he confirms, and when I look up at him, I see that his eyes are closed as I move one hand down to cup his cock through his pants. "Harlow," he hisses out. "I really…" His voice comes out breathless as my hand rubs up and down twice. "We really need to talk." He stops talking when my hand goes to the top of his jeans and I slip in the tips of my fingers, touching the head of his cock. He groans when my nails graze the head of his cock. "We really need to talk," he repeats the words and my other hand leaves his chest and comes to unbutton his jeans.
"We should talk." My hand goes to the zipper as I pull it down. "But there is something else I could be doing with my mouth." I smirk at him as I sink down to my knees and pull his pants down, licking the tip. "I missed you."
Travis chuckles. "Are you talking to me or my dick?”
"A bit of both right now." I fist his cock in my hand. "A little bit of both," I say, swallowing down his cock as much as I can.
"Harlow." He hisses out my name, burying his hands in my hair. I work his cock with my hand and my mouth. I feel his cock getting bigger in my mouth when he steps out of reach and I moan at him.
He goes back to the couch and kicks off his pants and then rips his shirt over his head before lying down. "I think I want to use my mouth to do something else besides talking." He doesn’t need to ask me twice and in three seconds I’m naked in front of him. I walk over to the side of the couch and stand at his side. His hand rubs the back of my calf going up, and then he slips two fingers into me. "Sit on my face." He pulls me to him and I throw a leg over his head, putting my knee beside his head. He doesn’t wait for me to lower myself over his mouth; instead, he grabs my hips with his hands and lifts his head to lick my pussy. The second his tongue slips into me, all I can do is moan out before falling forward and swallowing his cock. I suck his cock with the same rhythm as he finger-fucks me. First, with one finger and then with another, my hips rotating every time he flicks my clit with his thumb. I let go of his cock when I’m on the edge of coming. "Right there." I don’t even have the words to say what to do, the only thing I can do is ride the wave. His fingers and tongue seem to be everywhere and then I start riding his face. "Travis!" I shout out and I can feel my pussy starting to clench when he stops licking me. "Travis," I moan out as my fingers slip inside myself to push me over the edge.
He reaches out and rips my hand away. Sitting down on the couch, he holds out his hand for me and pulls me toward him. "Ride me," he says and I straddle his hips, holding his cock with one of my hands as I position myself over him, sliding down. My hands go to his hips as I raise myself up, and he tilts his head back. I lean forward and kiss him, my tongue sliding into his mouth. His tongue wrestles mine as I move up and down, his hands coming up to cup my tits. He rolls my nipples between his fingers and all I can do is let go of his lips to moan out. His hands go to my hips as our lips hover over each other. "Harlow." My eyes look into his as I rise and fall on his cock. "I love you," he says the words I’ve longed to hear for I don’t know how long.
I put my hand on his face. "I love you, too." Leaning back down and kissing him, it doesn’t take me long before I’m coming all over him. His hands hold my hips as I stop riding him and he thrusts his hips upward. He sits up straight, wrapping a hand around my waist as he lifts both of us and turns me, placing my back on the couch. He puts my legs over his shoulders, pushing himself deeper inside me. He fucks me harder and harder with each thrust, going deeper and deeper. "Travis," I moan out each time he hits my G-spot. "I’m going to."
"I know, baby," he says. "I can feel it." He licks his thumb and pushes down on my clit as he rubs it from side to side. "Fuck, you are so tight," is the last thing he says before I come all over his cock again. He thrusts back into me twice more before he comes right after me.
My legs fall from his shoulders and I close my eyes to get my breathing underway. He falls on top of me and kisses my shoulder before he buries his face in my neck. "I," he pants. "I," he says again and I can’t help but laugh. "I have no words."
"One thing we do really well," I tease as I rub his back with one of my hands. "Is sex."
"Yes." He kisses my shoulder again before peeling himself off me. "Communication we can work on. Sex." He shakes his head and pulls himself out of me. "We got that down to perfection." He bends to kiss my stomach before getting up and walking to the bathroom. He comes out a second later. "Your bathroom is empty," he says, shocked. "There is like one roll of toilet paper."
"I don’t use that bathroom," I say, standing up. "So I packed it first."
I turn to walk to my bedroom and I can feel him following me and he stops in his tracks. "Holy shit, it’s empty."
I look around the room seeing ten boxes packed and labeled. The last week I’ve pretty much spent all my days in my house unless there was an emergency. "I’ve been trying to get it all done."
"You really were going to just up and leave and come to me," he says and I put my hands on my hips.
"Were you not doing the same?" I tilt my head to the side and he just puts his hands on his hips. "Exactly," I say. "Don’t you get all shy on me."