She stared at me for a long moment. I felt the connection we shared, I always had from the very first moment I laid eyes on her. It was deep, and honest and everything I’d never known I needed or wanted. She finally sorted through her thoughts, and then said, “Now that’s a proposal worth saying yes to.”

I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and carry her caveman-style to our bed.

I wanted to spend hours devouring her body.

I wanted to worship her like the softie she now knew me to be.

Harlow had taken my cold heart and bandaged it with love. She’d shown me how loving someone else could heal your own wounds. And she’d taught me that there really could be a blessing in the storm.

Sometimes the struggle was absolutely worth the outcome.

19

Harlow

I blinked my eyes open as my hand landed on Scott’s head. I’d been fast asleep, dreaming of his growly voice and his mouth on my body. As it turned out, he had been growling words in my ear and his mouth was on my body.

Heaven.

I arched my back up off the bed as his tongue flicked over my clit. Fisting his hair, I begged, “Don’t ever stop.”

He lifted his mouth and his eyes met mine. “Got no plans for that any time soon, sweetheart,” he rasped as he scooped his hands under my ass, and lifted my pussy to his mouth. Like I was a feast that he couldn’t live without.

God, yes.

Best way to wake up.

I rested my legs over his shoulders and closed my eyes for a moment while he delivered the kind of pleasure only Scott Cole could give. My man’s expert mouth and tongue always drove me wild. God had blessed me the day he’d given me this man.

And the best part is I get to have him for the rest of my life.

A shot of bliss ran through my body and I quivered under his touch as he let me go and repositioned me so he could move up the bed. His hands and knees settled on the bed either side of my body, and he bent to kiss my stomach and breasts as he made his way up to my neck and mouth.

“I thought you had no plans to stop what you were doing.” I pouted.

His lips caught mine and he bruised them with a rough kiss. “Decided I needed this more,” he growled as he ran his cock through my wet folds.

I bit my lip as I lifted my ass off the bed and pressed myself against him. My arms wrapped around his neck, and I let out a low moan. “I’m down with that.”

He pushed his cock against my entrance again, still not entering me, but rather, continuing to cause my need for him to increase. “Thought you might be.”

I tightened my hold on him and dug my fingernails into his skin, loving the hiss that escaped his lips. “You know what I’d be more than down with?”

His cock circled my entrance as he asked, “What?”

Good God, he’s driving me freaking insane.

I waited for the exact right moment, and when I had it, I wrapped my legs around him and pushed my pussy up to take him inside. “ That ,” I said on a groan as he filled me.

He hissed again. “ Fuck .” His breathing picked up as he settled himself deep inside. And then he repeated himself. “Fuck.”

I rocked my hips, trying to get him to fuck me, but he seemed content just to be inside me while I rocked back and forth. “Scott…”

He dipped his mouth to mine and kissed me before saying, “Yeah?”

I exhaled a frustrated breath. “Are you going to fuck me or are you just going to let your dick fall asleep inside me?”

He pulled his face away from mine and a sexy grin spread across his lips. “I fuckin’ love it when you talk dirty to me, baby.”

I raised my brows. “Well?”

He pulled his cock out and slowly entered me again, going as deep as he could before rocking himself inside me for a moment. “So fuckin’ demanding,” he muttered.

His slow moves were excruciatingly pleasurable. I loved the change to his usual pace, but I craved his hard and fast ways.

I need him to fuck me.

And make me come.

He held himself over me, hands planted either side of my body, and continued his slow and deep torture. His eyes glazed over with satisfaction and every now and then, he grunted as he tried to delay his orgasm.

“That feel good, baby?” he asked as he began to pick up the pace.

My core clenched as I tried to focus. It feels so damn good, I can hardly concentrate . “Yes,” I panted.

He lowered his body a little and I clung to him as he began thrusting harder and faster.

Yes.

Oh God, yes.

Bliss overtook my mind and body, and I focused all my attention on Scott and the orgasm he was giving me.

So close.

Oh, fuck.

I rocked harder with him.

Nearly there.

Please.

Now.

I gripped him tighter, trying desperately to get the orgasm to shatter through my body.

Come on.

“Fuck!” he roared as he came.

I rocked harder again.

Frantic.

Please.

I need it now.

“Scott…oh God, yes!” I screamed out as I orgasmed.

Finally.

My toes curled and I kept clinging to Scott as my release lit every one of my nerve endings. So damn good.

We held each other while we came down from the high, catching our breaths and riding out the waves of pleasures.

When Scott collapsed onto the bed beside me, he rested his hand on my stomach, and said, “Morning, sweetheart.”

I softly laughed while rolling onto my side and snuggling against him. As I rested my head on his shoulder, he placed his arm around me to hold me close.