But the only thing I wanted more than any of that was for her to be happy and I knew being with me, staying here, wouldn’t make her happy—not in the long run.
I may not have her future, but I had her present. She was in my arms right now. Knowing how fleeting that was, a primal need to possess her rushed through me. Instead of fighting it, I gave into it.
“Nothing that being inside of you won’t fix.”
Her mouth made an O shape as I crossed back to the haystack and set her on her feet. I started to spread the blanket out and noticed that she was pulling her dress off.
“Don’t,” I barked harshly.
She froze, her eyes wide as she stared up at me.
“Leave it on.”
“Okay.” With a pink stain spreading on her cheeks her wide eyes surrounded by thick dark lashes lifted to mine. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she said, “I love it when you get bossy. It makes me so wet.”
Oh, fuck. This girl really was going to kill me. No one had ever been so unapologetically blunt in the bedroom as Harmony. Her bold words sent a surge of desire spiraling through me so strong it stole the air from my lungs.
“Turn around,” I instructed calmly as I started pulling my shirt off.
She stayed where she was, her eyes watching my every move.
“Now.” This time my tone was harsher.
After sucking a startled breath, she did as I asked.
“Put your hands on the blanket.”
I watched as she lifted her hands, which both trembled slightly, and set them on the blanket that covered the hay. After stripping off my shirt I unbuttoned my jeans.
“Bend over.” My voice was growing rougher with each direction.
Her breaths were coming in short pants as she lowered herself onto her forearms.
Stepping forward I lifted her skirt, revealing the fact that she definitely was not wearing panties.
“Damn.” I muttered as I caressed the rounded globes of her ass. “You look so fucking hot.”
This was every man’s fantasy come to life, or at least mine. Harmony was only wearing cowboy boots and a dress that was bunched at her waist. Her bare breasts were hanging over the blanket and her backside was on erotic display.
I’d never been so turned on in my life. My dick was throbbing heavily as my hands roamed over the curves of her hips. I knew that this wasn’t going to last long, especially since I wouldn’t even have a condom as a buffer.
I needed her to be ready. More than ready.
“Open your legs.” I bit out.
She stepped her feet apart and I slid a hand between her thighs. My fingers were immediately coated in her slickness. I grew even harder knowing that I was going to feel that with no barrier.
“You’re so wet.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “Told you.”
As she looked up at me, I began rolling her clit under my middle finger as my thumb massaged the base of her opening.
“Oh,” she gasped, and her head fell forward.
I freed myself from my pants as I readjusted my hand, wrapping it around her hip so I could touch her while I ran the head of my dick up and down her folds. The crown of my shaft slid easily along her seam, and the sensation from just my tip touching her had my balls clenching. Thankfully, I could feel and see that she was close, too.
“Look at me.” I commanded. “Look at me while I make you come.”
Her body immediately responded to my request. A rush of arousal coated me as her opening began contracting, trying to pull me into her body. It sent me into overdrive, as a wild rush of unrestrained pleasure surged through me. After several beats she turned her head, her lids at half-mast as she lifted her eyes to meet mine. She looked drunk from pleasure.
“Do you want to come?” I asked.
“Yes.” She nodded, never breaking eye contact. “Please.”
I increased the pressure and rhythm of my finger flicking her clit until I could feel her sex pulsing around my tip and her body shake. Then, with a swift movement, I drove into her with a powerful thrust, filling her completely. She called out my name as she enveloped me in tight, wet heat. Her body clamped down on me in an iron grid. The sensation was as foreign and intense as the first time I’d had sex.
She let go, her body convulsing in uninhibited abandon as she went up and over her peak. I gripped her hips, surging in and out of her in deep, ruthless strokes. I lost myself in the feeling of her body around me, in the heat of her muscles milking me.
A jarring climax crashed into me as I stiffened in release, letting out a harsh groan of satisfaction. A white-hot eruption of pleasure shot through me as my fingers dug into the flesh of Harmony’s hip. I held on, riding out the longest, hottest release of my life.
When I finally opened my eyes, I saw Harmony had collapsed onto the blanket.
Fear gripped my chest. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
She lifted her thumb, pointing it up to the ceiling as she assured me, “Best. Orgasm. Ever.”
I smiled and, as much as I didn’t want to, I slowly withdrew from her snug canal. When I did she sighed, “I miss you already.”
Yeah, I knew the feeling.