My lips skimmed over her skin along her shoulders as I said, “I didn’t mind, but just so you know, I’m as hard for you now as I was when she first arrived.” My hands slid around her waist to land on her stomach as I ground my dick against her ass. “Jesus, I’m not sure who the fuck I’m kidding, sweetheart, I’m always this hard for you.”
She turned in my hold and looped her hands around my neck. Her lips found mine and she kissed me with the kind of passion that had the power to steal a man’s breath. I knew it did because she stole mine all the time. When she ended the kiss, she said, “That day you brought Monty into the vet surgery, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that we’d end up here.”
“I thought you were so judgemental then. Fuck, was I wrong.” The memories flooded my mind, and I cringed at the thought I could have lost my chance with her because of my wrong first impressions.
“Thank goodness Madison invited me to that barbecue.” Her fingers threaded through my hair and she pulled my face to hers again for another kiss.
I lost myself in that kiss.
I lost myself in Harlow.
My hands cupped her ass as my tongue tangled with hers. I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around me, holding tight while I turned us and backed her up against the wall.
“Fuck, baby, you do know that you own me, don’t you?” I rasped as I drowned in her.
Her gaze met mine. “No, it’s the other way around, Scott. I’m completely yours, body and soul. Always.”
I held her up, pressing my body hard against hers, my mouth devouring her in my desperate need to consume her – to consume everything she offered, and more. I was so fucking greedy for her.
“I need you now,” I growled. “I can’t wait any longer.” Taking a step back, I placed her down, and frantically undid my jeans to free my cock. At the same time, she slid her panties down, and then I lifted her top over her head. When I finally had her standing naked in front of me, my hands went to her breasts right before my mouth did.
“Just a quick taste…” I promised in between licking and sucking her nipples. “Fuck, you taste so good.”
“Scott…” she moaned my name as she climbed into my hold again.
She needs me as much as I need her.
I didn’t wait until I had a firm hold of her – I couldn’t. Instead, I thrust inside, my eyes rolling shut as I groaned at how fucking good her pussy felt pulsing around my dick.
She clung to me as I fucked her.
Finally.
I’d been thinking about this moment all day, and while I knew once tonight wouldn’t even begin to satisfy my need for her, this was a damn good start.
We chased our release as hard and as fast as we could, and it didn’t take long. Pleasure exploded through my body as we came together. It touched every part of me, both physical and mental.
This part of sex with Harlow was what I had been missing all my life. I’d had a lot of sex before finding her, and none of it had ever come close to touching me in the way it did with Harlow.
Harlow joined all the pieces of my soul together.
She made me whole.
21
Harlow
All my life I dreamt of the day I would walk down the aisle and tell the man I loved that I would spend the rest of my life with him. I was a romantic from way back. But I never imagined it would be like this. Never did I imagine the love I found would be what Scott and I had.
Magic.
That’s the only word I could use to describe it that would do our love justice.
The day of our wedding had arrived and I was in full preparation mode. Roxie had done my hair, and Velvet had made my face look more beautiful than I’d ever seen it.
Cassie smiled at me. She was my only bridesmaid and looked beautiful with her long hair up and her face also done beautifully. We’d chosen a long, strapless, red dress for her and the colour was perfect against her tanned skin. “Babe, we got ready in record time. Scott would be impressed that you’re ready early.”
My mum laughed as she joined us. Roxie and Velvet had just worked their magic on her, too. She took hold of my hand and squeezed it. “You look beautiful, Harlow.”
Catching sight of myself in the full-length mirror, I had to agree with her – I felt beautiful. With Madison and Cassie’s help, I’d chosen a strapless organza gown with a fitted bodice of ruches and a cascading skirt of ruffles that flowed to the ground. Silver glittered in the narrow band of embroidery at the waist. While the dress was beautifully elegant, I’d still managed to add my country style to the outfit with my turquoise boots. We’d left my hair down in soft curls and Roxie had swept the front part of it back and secured it with my mother’s silver clip that she’d worn at her wedding.
Madison swept into the room, her hands full with things I couldn’t quite make out. Smiling as she came to me, she said, “So, you’ve got the something old, but you still need new, borrowed and blue.”
Touching my necklace, I curled my finger along the chain. “Scott gave me this the other day, so it’s my new.”
Madison narrowed her eyes on the necklace. “Oh my goodness, that is beautiful.” She looked back up at my face. “My brother has surprised the hell out of me this week. Who knew he could be so deep?”
Scott had the necklace designed with a swirly S and H that were connected in the middle with a lightning strike. My heart beat with happiness just thinking about the thought he’d put into it. “I didn’t know the symbolism of lightning until he told me. Apparently the Celts believe that wherever lightning strikes, it is a spot of the sacred and holy, and signifies a connection with infinite power. The Chinese associate lightning with fertility – it’s a blessing that leads to nourishing rains and new life.”