is almost sore after all the grinning I’ve been doing. Being around Harley does that to me. “Guess the odds are stacked, then.”
“Guess so,” she says happily, then, “Ooh!”
“What?”
“Look up.”
I do. I crane my head back to stare and keep staring. “Wow. It’s easy to forget how many stars there are.”
“There’s no forgetting now,” she says softly, then, “Kiss me.”
I do, peeling myself away with difficulty. “Stop it, you.”
Her grin is downright devilish, sending a twinge right to my cock. “Or what?”
My lips lap at her ear as I answer, “Or I’ll make you regret it.”
She lunges another kiss at me, this one with enough tongue to make my cock instantly hard. “Something tells me I won’t regret it one bit.”
“That’s it,” I growl, pinning her down onto the grass. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Our mouths remeet and our tongues entwine. She tastes like the caramel corn I bought her minutes ago. She twists her mouth against mine with a passion that drives me mad. My hands twist in her hair, shove her lips back to mine when she tries pulling away.
“But Greyson,” she giggles.
“Don’t start what you don’t intend to finish,” I murmur, pulling her back to me and sucking on her lower lip.
She groans. “What are you trying to do to me?”
I grind my pelvis into hers. “What we both want me to.”
Partway through another groan, she manages to shoot me a teasing smirk. “That so?”
I press my fingers into her panty-covered pussy. “You tell me.”
Another glaring moan. “You ass.”
“You like it.”
“Oh yeah?”
I kiss her, hard. “Yeah.”
I take her chin in my hands, but still she’s pulling away. “What about… we’re right in the open. Anyone could come…”
She’s right, reasonable, logical. Problem is, with the lust sparking in her eyes and her lips pouted with want, I can’t calm down. Plus, there is no one around right now.
“I won’t tell if you won’t,” I say, as my fingers slip inside her.
“Ooohhhh, that’s so… ohhh… Good.” She bites her lip.
Inside, she’s even wetter than I expected.
“That’s it, baby.” I smile over her. “I love seeing you all hot and bothered.”
Her eyes close and her back arches. “Just… please. More.”
I peel down her blue satin panties, growling in appreciation. “The ones I bought you. Good.”
But she’s too deep into her pleasure to answer now. Fuck, she’s hot. Just seeing her like this, dress bunched up around her legs, gorgeous slit bared to me, throat up, I’m close myself.
Hot as fuck.
My fingers jam into her as my other hand caresses the soft flesh of her ass, enjoying its fullness.
“I love you like this,” I murmur.
“Huh…”
My lips find hers. “Mine.”
Hers kiss mine back hungrily. “Yours.”
And then I pick up the pace. Already, she’s squirming, my fingers working her expertly. I dip my head down and lap at her upper thighs, around her opening. Her pelvis twitches as her moans rise a pitch.
“You gonna come for me?” I croon, right before my lips land on her clit.
“Uhhh yess!” she shrills.
I lap my tongue around her spastically at the same moment I start finger-banging her fast and hard.
With that, she loses it, letting out a loud wail. As she comes, I lap and finger-fuck her mercilessly—watching as she comes once, and then again, and then again. As she’s shaking, I hold her in my arms.
“That was… you were…” she murmurs sleepily, snuggling up to me.
My boner hasn’t gone anywhere. God, she’s so hot and pretty and amazing. Carrying my child. The perfect woman. My perfect woman.
My lips find hers again and I press my body to hers. She finds my erection quickly enough, her hands going to my pants and stroking.
“Oh yeah?” she says saucily.
“Yeah,” I growl, giving her ass a nice smack and then a squeeze.
She clambers on top of me, grinding her hips into my painfully hard cock. “Let’s see what we can do with this.”
“Think we need to be closer,” I say, peeling off her dress and tossing it aside. Underneath, she’s naked, tan, fine as fuck. My lips lock over one of her nipples and her head falls back with a croon.
My hand strokes along her head. “That’s what I like to hear.”
She shakes me free. “No, it’s your turn.”
I stroke her breast, pressing it further into my face. “This is for me.”
With the lightest of pressure, I bite down on the tip of her nipple and she yelps with pleasure.
I smack her ass and she groans, fumbling with my jeans buttons. “I need… please.”
I press the flat of