She Loves Me (Harmony Pointe #3) - Melissa Foster Page 0,112
ever want to forget this moment, either.” She had no idea when she’d become so sappy, but she didn’t care. Everything felt right with him.
His lips touched hers in dozens of tender kisses as their bodies came together, their eyes open, their love sparking like live wires around them. When he was buried to the hilt, the air left their lungs in unison, as if they’d both been holding their breath.
His head dipped beside hers as he cradled her beneath him, his heart thundering just as hard and fast as hers. They lay like that for a long, torturously beautiful moment, his hard length filling her completely, their breaths coming faster by the second. Her inner muscles flamed, pulsing around his cock, craving their magnificent friction. She felt his back and leg muscles cording tight. He lifted his face from her neck and she saw her desire, her urgency, mirrored in his eyes. She rose up at the same time his mouth crashed down on hers in a rough and exhilarating kiss. Sex with Harley was always fantastic, but everything felt different now. White-hot flashes of electricity coursed through her, through them. The raw, primal sounds they made were aphrodisiacs all on their own, each one pushing her closer to the edge. She felt free and safe in ways she never had. They surrendered so completely to each other, to their passion, groping and writhing as their bodies pounded together, they found a new wild tempo that bound them as one, as savage as it was luxurious.
Piper gasped for breath as wind and fire whipped through her like a hurricane and a volcano battling for dominance, filling her limbs and her core. Harley pushed his arms beneath her, cradling her head with both hands. His beard scratched her cheek and shoulder as he grunted with each hard thrust. Every pump of his hips sent pleasure shooting through her.
“Pipe—” he panted out.
She tucked her head in the crook of his neck, squeezing her legs around his thighs, tightening her arms around his back, holding on to her man—her strength, her love. His next thrust hit her like an earthquake, and she cried out. Her inner muscles clenched repeatedly, and he followed her over the edge, grunting out her name. Their bodies bucked and thrashed, currents of pleasure carrying them to the peak of ecstasy.
They collapsed to the mattress, clinging to each other and panting for air. Harley rolled them onto their sides and wrapped one of his legs around her, keeping their bodies flush. Their skin was damp, their heartbeats frantic, and when their eyes connected, there was no need for words. He was right there with her, just as lost in the flood tide of their love as she was.
Piper blew through the back doors of Willow’s bakery later that morning, grabbed a doughnut from the counter, and met the stunned faces of all three of her sisters, her mother, Aurelia, and Remi. “Are you having a sugar party I wasn’t invited to?”
Her mother came around the counter in one of her flowy, colorful skirts and tops and said, “From what I hear, you’ve been getting your sugar elsewhere for quite some time now.”
The girls giggled.
Piper rolled her eyes, trying hard to stifle her own giddiness. “I’m only going to say this once, and there will be no squealing, no group hugs or any other type of girlie nonsense. Got it?”
“Are you pregnant?” Talia asked with wide eyes.
“No! I’m not frigging pregnant. Bite your tongue. You know I don’t want kids anytime soon.”
“Babies don’t work on timelines,” Aurelia said, snagging a doughnut.
“Whatever.” Piper’s heart was slamming against her ribs so hard, she was sure they could see and hear it. “Do we have a deal?”
“Deal,” they said in unison, crowding around her.
She’d tried to keep a straight face and lost the battle before the first word even left her lips. “I have officially joined the ranks of all you ridiculously swoony, googly-eyed girls. I’m in love with Harley, and it has nothing to do with lotions or potions or anything else other than us.”
Their squeals came seconds before the arms of all six women were around her as they cheered and talked over one another. Piper soaked in every blessed second of it, though she said, “Did we not just talk about this?”