Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,306

to be surviving him.

Harper wasn’t sure how Ethan knew, but he took her to the Public Garden and they spent the day walking the pathways hand in hand. She begged him to ride in the swan boats and he reluctantly agreed, after she whispered naughty promises into his ear. She took him to her favorite spot, an out of the way place under the canopy of a weeping willow tree where he kissed her senseless. She even talked him into staying late enough that they could stand on the Lagoon Bridge after the sun set and look out at the lights of the city.

It never failed to make her heart beat faster, but tonight, with Ethan’s warm hand over hers, she couldn’t quite catch her breath. The moment was one of the most perfect ones of her life and she never wanted to forget it.

Honestly, she never wanted to leave because tomorrow, their relationship would be all over the gossip sites and their privacy was going to cease to exist. At least now, before the news of her pregnancy got out, it would just be about the two of them. God, when everyone found out about the baby she knew they were going to eat her alive.

On the way back to her apartment, Ethan stopped and grabbed Thai takeout from one of her favorite places. Everything about today had been for her just like he promised and it made her fall just a little bit harder.

When they were done, Harper put away the leftovers, came back into the room and with a sly grin, sank to her knees between his legs. Not one to back out of a promise, she ran the tip of her finger along the top of the waistband of his jeans, loving the way his muscles jumped under her touch. His skin was hot and firm and she leaned forward to press her lips against it, just above the button.

He groaned low in his throat and shifted his hips.

“A promise is a promise,” she whispered huskily, staring up into his darkening eyes.

His gaze was soft and hard at the same time. He reached out and ran his thumb down her cheek then over her bottom lip. Her tongue darted out, running along the underside and he sucked in a harsh breath. The hard bulge of his cock pressed against his zipper and she stroked up and down through his pants.

His eyes grew darker and his jaw clenched.

“I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock, Harper. Right the fuck now.”

Heat pooled between her legs at the demanding tone in his voice. God she loved it when he sounded like that. She popped the button and slid the zipper down, then tugged the sides of his jeans and boxers enough so that he could lift his hips and she could pull them down enough to free his cock.

Air hissed between his teeth when she leaned forward and pressed her lips to the underside of the tip. Her tongue danced over the head and his cock bobbed. Looking up, she met his gaze and then slowly slid her mouth down over the tip. She stroked her tongue in lazy circles then sank down further, until she had half his length sucked in tight.

His deep groan echoed in the room when she very slowly raised her head then sank back down, taking her time to enjoy every single inch of him. He let her control the pace for a few more minutes and she reveled in the way the muscles in his stomach jumped and tightened. At the way his breathing would stop, then pick up with deep exhales.

He grew harder in her mouth and he shifted his hips, tried to push himself in deeper but she kept up the slow shallow movement. Until a low growl vibrated his chest and she felt his fingers tangling in her hair.

“Enough. I want in your mouth Harper, all the fucking way in.” There was a dark edge to his voice that spread delicious chills over her body. When he took control, it sharpened every nerve in her body, pulled them tight.

She looked up at him, took in the way his jaw flexed and hardened, at the way his eyes burned into hers.

“Eyes on me,” he demanded before pulling her head down and guiding his cock to the back of her throat.

Her hands rested on his thighs and she curled her fingers, scraped her nails across his skin. He groaned low