Where We Go From Here (Phoenix Falls Series Book 3)
Where We Go From Here: Chapter 16

Like clockwork I wake up at 5:29.

At first I keep my eyes closed and regulate my breathing back to its usual steady rhythm. The calendar in the back of my mind tells me that it’s Sunday – no work today – so I’m off the hook unless I want to get ahead on next week’s paperwork, which is what I’d usually do.

Then I feel what I’ve got my hands on, last night comes racing back to me, and I suddenly don’t want to keep my eyes closed anymore.

Harper’s lying on her back, her head turned to face me, with her hair poufed around her in a soft golden halo. Her cheeks are flushed with heat. Maybe from the warm sheets bunched around her, maybe from my right forearm lying heavy on her stomach, or maybe she’s not recovered from last night, when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

After dinner there was no stopping us – I wanted it, she wanted it, and once we had it there was no going back. The second that we got her perfect ass perched up on her new table we both knew what was going to happen. I got her out of her clothes, ripped a condom out of my wallet, and saw to the job I’d been meaning to see through since that first morning way back in October. She wrapped herself around me, lithe, golden, and gorgeous, and I took her right there on the table, so damn lost in it that when we finished we were on the other side of the room.

And I couldn’t even bring myself to pull it out. I stayed on top of her and inside of her until I was ready to give her round two, only then dragging it slowly out and watching her as I rolled the condom off. Tossed it on the floor and stood there for a few seconds, letting her take it in without a rubber to shield it. She looked up at me, biting into her lower lip, and let me peruse her lying back on the table as brazenly as she was looking at me. Flushed cheeks, panting breaths, those soft sexy breasts. Then a little further down, over her smooth soft stomach, all the way until I got to that area at the apex of her thighs, blushing, and swollen, and ready for me.

I went to the other side of the room, yanked the chair back over to the table, then took a seat as I tore open a new condom, Harper’s legs dangling on either side of my thighs and her body slightly raised as she watched me from her elbows.

As soon as the rubber snapped into place I reached forwards to grip her hips and eased her right onto my lap, her arms automatically wrapping around the back of my neck and her soft little tits pressed up against my pecs. I used one hand to keep her ass hovering just above my thighs and the other to grip the thick base of my shaft, rubbing the head against her pussy to get her writhing and ready to take it again. Then I got the tip in place, clutched both my hands over the sexy curves of her ass, and pushed her right down the length of me, all the way until her cheeks slapped off my thighs and her eyes rolled back in her head.

She was in the position to ride me but all she could do was cling on, her legs spread wide and her body limp as I held her hard against my lap and rutted deep thrusts into her belly. She was moaning from the feel of my muscles scraping her nipples alone, so by the time that she was on the verge of her climax she was the hottest mess that I’d ever seen. Her brow arched in desperation, and her tits bouncing like they were made to taunt me. I got a hand on them as I lifted her up, ready to take her to the bedroom to finish her off, but the movement before I stood got me shoving it in so deep that she was already coming, and all I could do was get us over to the bedroom doorway and pound her up against it until she slumped bonelessly against my chest.

I jerked it into her a couple more times so that I could come quickly, and then I laid her down on the sheets, subtly knocking that toy bear to the floor behind her because I wasn’t going to have those beady little eyes on me.

I pulled out and then kissed her until those pained whimpers turned into sleepy moans. Tucked her in, then went to the dining area to grab my shirt and the rest of the condoms, chucking them onto the bedside table when I was back inside the bedroom.

I got myself under the quilt with Harper and wrapped her up in my arms, expecting her to already be in a sex coma, but the second that my rigid cock poked into her side she was kissing at me again, begging for just one more round. She wrapped her legs up around my waist as she rolled herself onto her back, and I reached over to the bedside table as she scratched her nails hard down my skin.

I dipped down to kiss her and filled her up with those slow deep strokes of tongue.

And then I gave it to her, just how she wanted it.

In my head a mental alarm clock beeps 5:30. I want to brush my thumb down Harper’s belly and then roll her tightly against my chest but the need to let her rest prevails. She’s wearing nothing but my shirt and I’m wearing nothing but the sheets, and the sight of her breasts gently poking through the fabric makes my bare cock grow heavy and thick. I steel my jaw to stop myself from groaning and I close my eyes.

I’m guessing she’s going to need at least another hour or two of sleep. The memory of her beautiful body, soft yet strong, gripping at me whilst I buried deep inside of her, has my sac aching so hard that I have to reach down and clutch at it, disbelieving how badly I need her again after everything we did last night.

Jesus, this isn’t normal. I move my fist up to my shaft and give it a couple of hard tugs, hoping that that’ll sate it for now. Then I wrap my arm over Harper’s chest, keeping her safely locked down whilst she rests.

I hear a small gasp and I immediately want to suffocate myself with her pillow. It’s the sound of Harper’s breathing hitching because I just fucking woke her up. Goddamn it. I open my eyes and look down at her, her own fluttering open, then widening when she comes face to face with my pecs.

She instantly rolls onto her side and presses herself between them, and I wrap my biceps firmly around her head, swaddling her. My cock pokes ramrod straight into her belly and she jolts, moans, and then she’s wrapping her fingers around it, trying to get me off not ten seconds after she’s woken up.

“Good morning,” I murmur to her, trying not to thrust into her pumping fists, but damn she’s doing it just how I need it.

She releases a breathless sound which I take as her good morning. I slide an arm between us and reach down to her heat, pressing two fingers against her clit and then beginning to rub small firm circles. Two can play at this game.

She arches back and whimpers, draping a thigh over my hip to give me better access. The harder I rub her the faster she pumps.

“You sleep good?” I grunt, using my free hand to quickly knead her ass.

She looks up at me and nods, and then a thought crosses her face, a small cloud of doubt. “I think so,” she says quietly, leaning up against me so that my pecs can stimulate her tits. “Did I… did I sleep weird at all?”

I almost frown, breathing out a laugh. “Why’re you asking that? You slept like a princess.”

She moans and pants when I hit the spot particularly good and then she gives herself a moment before she says, “I have this… sleep thing. Like, sleep paralysis. I have to sleep on my back, otherwise I wake up and it’s like I’m… like I’m dying. So, if you’re sleeping with me, just – just make sure I’m not on my sides, okay?”

Didn’t expect that, but sure, okay.

I nod down at her, then take her lips with mine and press a hard kiss against her. She squirms and tosses me faster, my tip catching against her belly and making my balls tighten, getting ready.

When we pull apart I look deep into her eyes and say, “I’ll keep you on your back all night.”

She squeezes me hard and presses her thighs together, my fingers encased in her softness, caressing her with as much pressure as I can. Then she starts to move, rubbing my length against her thighs and trying to get me in her entrance, so I quickly release my hands from her, getting a condom from the dresser as fast as possible. I roll it down myself before her eager body can convince me to forget about protection and just have her bare.

“You want it?” I ask her as I throw the wrapper on the floor, probably right next to her damn teddy bear.

She reaches up to kiss me, parting her lips so that I have no choice but to dive right in and tongue-fuck her. I use one hand to slip between the open buttons of the shirt and rub at her tits, gently squeezing at them in that way that makes her spread her legs for me.

“What time is it?” she asks breathlessly, helping me pull the shirt off her shoulders. Freeing her beautiful breasts. I almost forget her damn question.

“Early,” I reply quickly. “And it’s Sunday, so we’ve got all day.”

“Good,” she moans, and then she rolls over onto her side, putting her back to me.

Holy shit. She arches her ass right against my hard-on and I grab her hips instinctively, slipping my cock between her legs and letting her squeeze me with her soft thighs.

I slide back and forth beneath her pussy, teasing her.

“You’re getting me off before I’m even inside of you,” I say to her quietly, looking down over her body so I can get my eyes on the peaks of her breasts. I move one hand from her hip so that I can give them a shake, making her arch her back further and giving me an even better view of them.

I thrust a few times between her legs but then I can’t deny us any longer. I get a fist around myself, nudge it against her heat, and then after waiting a few painstaking seconds I push it straight up inside, right to the hilt.

“Mitchell,” Harper whispers, squirming her ass against me whilst I hold her down against my groin.

“We have to give it a few seconds, Harper. We have to get you used to the size, then I’ll start pumping, I promise.”

I press my chest into her back as she wraps her arms backwards around my neck, but I keep her firmly in place until she stops writhing. Then my palms go up to her breasts, kneading her gently as I withdraw, wait, and then push back inside.

“There we go,” I murmur when she moans and falls back against me. Her ass slaps loudly against my thighs as I refill her. Her head’s resting against the tops of my pecs and I look down at her beautiful face, her eyes meeting mine. “You like that?” I ask her, keeping up a steady rhythm.

“Yeah,” she whispers, her tits bouncing in my peripheral.

“Yeah?” I ask, squeezing them a little faster. “You like taking the boss between your thighs?”

She clenches hard around me as her body falls limp against the quilt.

I’ll take that as a yes.

“You’ve got me working overtime, haven’t you?” I rasp. “Laying down early morning pipe. It’s off the books, Harper. It’s our little secret.”

She flutters her lashes up at me and runs her fingers over the stubble on my jaw. I feel like an animal, taking her from the back whilst she treats me so gentle, but she’s so soft and so sexy that I have no intentions of stopping.

“I love that you’re the boss,” she whispers, teeth grazing into her swollen lower lip. “And…” She looks nervously up at me. “And I love that you’re a daddy.”

I thrust faster, my balls slapping non-stop against her. “Say that again and I’m gonna make you a mommy.”

“Oh!”

She squeezes her eyes shut and clenches tight. She’s there, I know she is from the way that she’s drenching me.

“Do it,” she whispers. “Please do it.”

I’m almost growling. She wants me to knock her up? I move two fingers to press hard against her clit and then she’s gasping for me, begging me not to stop.

“I’m not gonna stop, baby,” I groan. “I’m gonna finish you.”

I take her like a wild man, my hands groping every curve whilst she comes apart in my arms. Even when she finishes she still isn’t done, with aftershocks jolting through her making her brow pinch as quiet moans leave her throat. Her throat that I can’t help but sink my teeth into as I begin to thrust rough and deep, finally chasing the release of my own.

“You got a taste for it now, don’t you?” I ask, my voice deep and gravel-rough as I knead at her tits, pressing her back against my chest. “Thick blue collar cock.”

She smushes her face into the pillow moaning yes, and I roll her onto her belly, beginning to pound into her hard from the back. One hand stays at her chest and the other grips nice and tight against her ass, settling my haunches between her thighs as I ride her into the mattress.

“Almost there,” I grunt, thrusting as fast as I can. “Look at me, Harper. Look at me and you’ll send me over.”

She turns her cheek, flushed deep pink, and then she gives me that little ray of sunshine smile. Just a tiny one as she pants with exertion, and suddenly I’m done. I crowd a bicep above her head and begin to uncontrollably spill, my other palm kneading her ass cheeks and then giving her a couple of quick spanks when she taunts me with kisses that are just out of reach.

She’s laughing and moaning and then whimpering again as I drop heavily on her back, groaning as I finish, and gently caressing her nipples. Then we’re catching our breath in the silence and I sporadically reach down to kiss at her cheeks. She lets out a soft purring sound and arches her ass back against my lap, my cock still wedged inside.

“Baby,” I grunt as she teases my shaft.

I glance back over to the dresser and see one last condom, waiting to be unwrapped.

It doesn’t have long to wait at all.