Page 9 of Drive Me Crazy

"Ahhhh! Fuck! Dear god, please just fuck me. Now!" Harper's voice carries through the rafters, and if not for the thunderstorm rolling in, the entire neighborhood might've known what was going on.

I raise up on my knees, laying over her once again. "Are you sure, baby?"

"I've never wanted anything more in my life." She lifts her head, pulling my mouth to hers. Her tongue invades my mouth, telling me everything she needs to.

I reach between her legs, rubbing the head of my cock against her pussy. Her legs fall further open, mirroring her mouth as I press into her. Her resistance reminds me this is her first time, and my reluctance should tell her it's mine too.

"Are you okay?" I mutter nervously as I push further in.

She runs her fingers down the side of my face. "We're good."

"I want you to know," my breath catches when I come to a stop, fully encased in her. "I haven't either."

She brushes her lips over mine. "I know."

Our bodies rock of their own accord, swaying and bending for one another as we find our perfect rhythm. My knees dig deeper into the straw beneath us when she buries her heels in beside them.

We're holding our own, riding out our oldest fantasies. We slip and slide against each other, making it impossible to hold on for much longer.

Harper's eyes roll back, telling me she's getting close. I slip my hand down, rubbing a circle into her clit until she screams and explodes over me.

My body quakes as I meet her with my eruption, crashing together for a near perfect ending. Our names echoing from wall to wall, as we show appreciation for one another.

We fall back to Earth, landing in a pile side by side. I can't speak. All I can do is pray that I can walk after this, but the need to tell her what's in my heart is overwhelming me.

"Harper..." I whisper in the dark as the lightning outside illuminates our surroundings. She's quiet, making me more nervous than I should be at this point.

"Ridge, we're good. I feel the same way, always have." Her hand clasps mine as she rolls over and into my side.

We find the energy to try that a few more times through the night. We take cat naps, only to wake with the same intense need for one another each time.

When day breaks, a heaviness crawls into the room with the light. No words are spoken as we rouse, only to find ourselves deep into the other once again.

"I need to go; someone will come looking for me soon." Harper mumbles.

I release a heavy sigh, hoping to ease the tightness in my chest. "Don't and we'll say we did."

"That's not how it works." She giggles, and her body rubs against me again.

"If you keep doing that, you'll never leave." I hold her closer to my side.

She buries her face in my arm. "Will you come down next week? Like... to my apartment?"

I roll over, lifting her chin so our eyes can meet. "Can I spend the weekend?"

"Yes," she glows. "I'd love it."

I hold my finger up. "One condition."

"Anything." Her eyes are alight.

"Call me every day and night?" Not until she smiles and my breathing returns, that I realize I've been holding my breath.

She leans in, lips perked. "I'll think about it."

"Oh, no. You gotta tell me! You have to say it."

She presses her mouth to mine. "Without hesitation."