The guys at the garage often gave me a hard time about not dating and being married to my job, so when I told them I was leaving early for a date, they let out a round of wolf whistles. They were all telling me that “it was about time” and “I needed to find a good wife”. I was relieved that no one was pissed that they had to work later than me. The guys usually all worked until the work was done. There were no set hours and the guys seemed to appreciate it. It gave them a chance to make some extra money, and because of their willingness to work as long as needed, I was generous with vacation time.
I checked the clock as I was pulling in my drive, noting that I had just enough time to shower and change before hitting the road to pick up Harper. I made reservations at Luna tonight. It was a new swanky restaurant in town and had great reviews. The chef had been part of a cooking show contest and had come in second. Even though he didn’t win, the offers for him to run a kitchen came pouring in and he had settled here.
I arrived at Harper’s apartment just before six. I was a little out of my element tonight because I was comfortable in jeans and t-shirts, but the restaurant demanded I wore something nicer. I had on black dress pants and a black button down shirt. It felt too suffocating for me and I left the top two buttons undone. I didn’t have time to shave, so I had scruff on my jaw and I hoped she didn’t think I was a slob for it.
After Harper let me in, I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. When the door opened, I stood there gawking like an idiot. She looked stunning. She had on a black, tight dress that hugged her ass and had a scoop neck that showed just a hint of cleavage. It was sexy as hell. Her blonde hair hung in waves down her back and she was only wearing enough eye makeup to make her eyes stand out. My gaze roamed down her long legs to the strappy, high heeled shoes that begged to be wrapped around my back as I fucked her. Shit. I was getting hard.
I heard a throat clear and I finally dragged my eyes up to meet hers. They were dancing with humor in the knowledge that I had been caught daydreaming. I cleared my throat and stepped inside.
“You look beautiful. Are you ready to go?”
“Sure. Let me grab my purse.” She turned around and I stayed in the doorway or I might drag her down the hall to her bedroom. She locked the door and we started down the stairs. She was walking slowly and I grabbed her arm, afraid she would fall down the stairs. Then a thought crossed my mind.
“Should you be wearing heels? I mean, is your foot up to that?”
“I iced it all afternoon and it feel much better. Besides, flats do not work with this dress.” I shook my head in disbelief. Of course, it always came down to fashion sense with women. I helped her into the truck and we headed to the restaurant.
“I made reservations at Luna. Have you been there?”
“No, I haven’t, but I hear the food is excellent. I love to cook and try new recipes, but I love getting to eat a meal cooked by a professional. Then I go home and see if I can replicate my meal.”
“So, I have some homemade meals in my future,” I teased. She pretended to think about it.
“If you’re a good boy and give me what I want.” She flushed immediately, seeming to realize how that sounded. My dick hardened at the thoughts running through my mind.
“Baby, I will always give you what you want.” She glanced away and looked out the window the rest of the drive, but I caught the smile that she tried to hide. I had to keep it under control tonight. I wanted us to have more than sex and in order for that to happen, I had to make it through our date.
We pulled up to the restaurant and were seated at a small table in front of the window. The lights were dimmed in the restaurant and there were candles at every table. It was the perfect setting for a romantic evening. We looked over our menus and placed our orders. Luckily, the waiter paired a red wine with our meals. I didn’t know jack shit about wine and frankly would rather have a beer, but this wasn’t really the place to order beer.
“So, what did you do with your afternoon?” For once, I actually wanted to know more about my date. Most of the women were so superficial and I found it hard to have a decent conversation with them on a date. They were only interested in sex and that was fine, but I actually wanted to have a conversation with Harper and find out more about her.
“I was writing. I’m working on a book right now. I’ve actually been stuck and then yesterday inspiration struck. So, thank you.”
Huh? She was thanking me? I looked at her a little confused. “Uh, your welcome? I don’t understand why you’re thanking me.” She blushed and ducked her head.
“Okay, don’t laugh. I write romance novels. Until yesterday, I was stuck on my story and it felt stagnant. I needed something to put some spark in the book. Let’s just say, our meeting and certain events that occurred inspired me.” She had a gleam in her eyes and a bright smile on her face. I smirked at her reference to ‘certain events’. They had definitely been noteworthy.
“So, I’m going to be in your book?”
“Well, not you personally, but one of the characters does take on some of your attributes and… skills.”
I’m not gonna lie. I was pretty flattered. I didn’t want to personally be in a book, but the fact that she thought my skills were book worthy inflated my ego a little more than necessary.
“So do some of our escapades from yesterday occur in your book?”
“Some do. Some of it, I elaborated on. After you left...” She looked like she was embarrassed to say something. I motioned for her to continue. “After you left, I started daydreaming about what we had done and maybe fantasized about some things I think we should try. I incorporated that into my book.”
Fuuuuck. I was hard as a rock. The thought of her fantasizing about me made me want to drag her to the bathroom right now and give her more material to work with. I was going to have to steer this conversations in another direction to get my cock under control.
“I think we need to see your book when I take you home. I think we definitely need to try these things. For your readers, of course. We need to make sure the details are accurate.”
“I think you might be right. We should test a few of my fantasies and see if they’re accurate. I would hate to write about something that isn’t physically possible to do. Right. So, we should definitely go back to my place and have sex. For the sake of research.” She finished with a sharp nod.
The waiter returned with our meals and I inhaled my food. The faster I ate, the faster we could leave and get back to Harper’s. It seemed, however, that Harper had other plans. She seemed to be practicing the art of seduction. She would cut up a piece of filet mignon, slowly open her mouth, and practically suck the steak off the fork. Her eyes were smiling the whole time and I swore I had drool hanging from my mouth. What killed me though, was when she took a sip of wine and then slowly licked her lips. I could see the red tinge the wine left on her lips and it had me yearning to reach across the table and taste those delectable lips.
Is it acceptable to whip my cock out in a restaurant for you to suck?
“Only if we’re in the bathroom, but let’s wait until we get back to my place.” Harper winked at me. What the fuck? I shook my head and laughed. I was turning into Harper. I couldn’t believe I had just said that out loud. Christ, I was going to hell. I waived over the waiter and whipped out my wallet. We had to leave.
“I need the check now. Get it here in two minutes and there’s an extra twenty in it for you.”
Harper’s eyes widened. Apparently, she didn’t realize how good she was. I had the check paid and we were out the door within two minutes. I practically dragged her back to my truck. I spun her against the truck door and kissed her hard. My hands couldn’t stay to themselves as they started roaming over her body. My cock was straining against my zipper, so I pulled back from her to distance myself. I got her in the truck and headed towards her place. I didn’t know how long I was going to last and Harper seemed to realize this because
as soon as we were away from heavy traffic, she undid her buckle and got up on her knees to face me. My heart was thudding as I considered what she was going to do. Her hands were on my zipper and undoing my pants before I could tell her to wait. I was going to crash the truck for sure if she got her hands on me.
“Harper, maybe you should wait until we get home. I’m pretty sure if you do that, I’m going to crash into another car.”
She didn’t stop. My dick was now out of my pants and being jerked off by the sexiest woman I had ever met. I had to get off the main road so I didn’t get us in an accident, so I took some side roads and headed out of town to my place. I had to slow down to a snails pace so I didn’t get in an accident. She must have sensed the change in direction.
“Where are we going,” she asked but then sucked me into her mouth and pretended she was a vacuum cleaner.
“Holy fuck. We’re headed to my place.”
Goddamn, this woman was going to be the death of me. I couldn’t even speak coherently as all the blood had left my brain and was now in my dick.
“Better to be... off the road. Ya know.... people and...things.. shit....that we could damage. Oh fuck, Harper....Just cows and....fences..”
Fuck, I sounded like an idiot. I couldn’t even put a sentence together while she was sucking me. I pulled sharply over to the side of the road and grabbed her hair, then thrust up into her mouth.
“Fuck, I love fucking your mouth. Shit. I’m gonna come.”
She sucked me deeper into her mouth and I exploded into the back of her throat. That was by far the sexiest thing that had ever happened to me. This woman was going to be the death of me for sure.
Two out of three holes tested and approved.
“Do I get a stamp saying Jack tested and approved?”
“Shit. Did I just say that out loud? Damn. I’m turning into you.”
I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Alright sweetheart. Let’s get back to my place. I have plans for you. They involve me sucking and fucking your pussy. We got a busy night ahead of us.”
I threw the truck in drive and headed home, then spent the whole night doing exactly what I promised. We had a few hours of sleep here and there, but I couldn’t seem to get enough of her. I would fall asleep holding her, but my cock new she was there for the taking and would wake me up for another round. Finally, around three in the morning, we fell asleep completely exhausted. I couldn’t have fucked her again if I wanted to.
When I woke in the morning, Harper wasn’t in bed with me. I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom, then made my way to the living room where I saw Harper in an upside down v. What the fuck was she doing? I leaned against the door and watched. She was wearing my white t-shirt and her black thong from last night. Her ass looked magnificent up in the air. I could probably walk right up behind her and be fucking her in just a few seconds.
She stood up and then moved into some weird pose which I recognized. She was doing yoga and was in the warrior pose. An idea sparked and I decided to have a little fun with her. I crept up behind her and wrapped one arm around her waist under the t-shirt and the other lightly around her throat to hold her in place.
“Good morning, pretty girl. Want to play a game with me?”
She nodded and I slid my hand from her waist up to massage her breasts. I lightly teased her nipples and tugged them until they were hard peaks.
“Here’s what we’re going to do.” I started kissing her neck and continued to play with her breasts. “I’m going to do what I want to you and if you can stay in this pose, you get to choose what we do today.” My hand slid down and cupped her mound. “But if you can’t stay still, I win and I get to choose. I can guarantee you, you’ll be sore by the end of the day.” I nibbled her earlobe. “Want to play?”
I could feel her heartbeat hammering in her neck and I slid his fingers under the tiny scrap of fabric that covered her pussy. She was soaked already and I had no doubt in my mind that I could win in under three minutes. She nodded frantically and barely croaked out a yes.
“Good girl. Now make sure you stay still.”
I continued to run my hands over her body and I placed wet kisses on her neck and shoulder. Then I removed my hands and sat down between her legs. She glanced down at me, but held her pose. Her breathing picked up in anticipation and I could smell her desire through her panties. I rubbed my face into her panties and inhaled her scent. God, she smelled good enough to eat. It really was going to be a delicious way to start the day.
I moved the thong aside and gently massaged her clit with my thumb as I watched her features. Her breathing was erratic and her eyes had slid shut. I ran my tongue the length of her seam and started sucking her clit as I spread her plump lips. Her juices started flowing and I could feel her legs shaking around me. I needed more of her and wrapped my arm around her ass to pull her closer to my mouth. I licked and sucked, but it wasn’t enough. I would never be able to get enough of her. I was already addicted. Her hands were threaded through my hair and I felt sharp tugs as she moved my head where she wanted me. I felt a flush of liquid hit my tongue as she called my name. I sucked harder and harder, wanting to draw out her orgasm as long as possible.
Enough of that shit. I grabbed her around the waist and flung her down to the ground. I grabbed a pillow from the couch and shoved it under her ass and started eating her pussy again. She came screaming my name a few seconds later. I shucked my pants quickly and was seated inside her a few second later. I stalled for a minute to get my dick under control and then I fucked her hard and fast. She was clenching around me so tight that I knew I wouldn’t last long. I threw her legs up over my shoulders and pounded into her, harder and faster. The only thing I could hear was our harsh breaths and my skin slapping against hers. I came undone when I looked into her eyes and saw the same desire I felt. I thumbed her clit, needing to push her over the edge one last time before I found my release.
“Come for me baby. I want to hear you scream again.”
She came hard as her legs squeezed my neck. A few moments later, I slammed into her one last time and jerked my come into her sweet pussy. Her legs collapsed, but were still scissored around my neck, causing me to fall on top of her.
“I’m sure this is uncomfortable for you, but I don’t give a shit. You’re just gonna have to stay there until I can feel my legs.” She was panting heavily and my weight was probably adding to her erratic breathing, so I untangled myself from her and laid down next to her.
“Next time you need a workout, just call me. No need to do yoga.”
We continued to lay there looking at the ceiling until our breathing slowed to a normal rate.
“So, who won the contest?”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Harper
What I had assumed would be a day full of sex was actually a day of hiding from enemies and dodging bullets in a sweaty jungle. This was his idea of fun? Go to war? Okay, we weren’t actually at war. We were playing paintball, but I had no clue how to play and was more likely to shoot myself in the foot than any player standing within five feet of me.
When we had finally dragged ourselves off the floor to take a shower, we argued for a good ten minutes about who won. Technically, Jack had won. I didn’t stay standing, but did it really count if you were thrown to the floor? Somehow it didn’t seem fair, but I was interested in what would make me sore by the end of the day. I just hadn’t realized we would be getting dressed today.
We met Logan and Ryan down at the paintball course. Three other friends of Jack showed up, Sean, Cole, and Sebastian. Apparently, they had all gone to school together. Some of them had gone their separate ways after school, while others had stuck around. Ryan and Logan owned a construction company they had started five years ago. It took a few years to get it off the ground, but once they proved their work was quality, the jobs started pouring in. In a couple more years, they would have to expand. Sean was an officer with the pol
ice department. He was working towards becoming a detective. He had joined the police force when there was a string of murders in the surrounding towns. His sister had been the only surviving victim. Cole had been a Marine Scout Sniper. He returned from war a year ago and was a different person than when he left. They were all doing their best to help him adjust. Sebastian had a security company that he started after he left the Army. He also had his demons to deal with, but was adjusting pretty well since opening his business. He was currently trying to recruit Cole.
“Guys, this is Harper. Harper, you’ve met Logan and Ryan. This is Sean, Cole, and Sebastian.” Jack gestured to each of them as he introduced them.
“So Harper, you ever play paintball,” Cole asked. The guys seemed to be analyzing her. They would see soon enough that she had absolutely no skills when it came to this kind of stuff.
“Nope. I’m probably horrible at it. I’ll probably be the first one out.”
“You can be on my team, baby. I’ll protect you from these ruffians.” It was sweet that he wanted to help me out, but I had a feeling the guys would respect me more if I could hold my own.
We got all geared up and split up into teams. Cole, Jack, Sean, and I were on one team, while Ryan, Logan, and Sebastian were on the other. They must have realized that I would be useless and I didn’t really count. Which was most likely true. We had been out playing for an hour, most of which, I spent hiding out next to Jack. He would tell me when to move, duck, crawl, and run. I basically followed orders. We were getting ready to move again when Jack got hit three times.
“Harper, you’re gonna have to make it across the opening to that hideout over there.” He pointed across the woods to a wooden hut. My heart started to race. It was only a game, but I was so nervous. I started sweating profusely at the idea of running over an open area to shelter while paintballs whizzed around my head.
“Okay. I can do this.”
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