Decisions.
It all came back to priorities.
I slid my arm around her so I could take hold of her ass. Bending my face to hers, I growled, “How about you get your sexy ass upstairs and I’ll show you how much trouble a dirty mouth can get you in. And then if you’re not completely worn out, we’ll talk.”
Her eyes didn’t leave mine, and she nodded her agreement. She didn’t say anything, but no words were needed.
I let her go and jerked my chin towards the stairs. “I want you in the shower, baby. Naked.”
She didn’t hesitate and a moment later, I tracked her ass as she made her way upstairs. Fuck, a man could spend hours watching that ass.
I followed her inside but made a stop in the kitchen on the way to the shower so I could fill the fridge with the beer I’d brought home. The sight that greeted me in the kitchen caused my steps to falter. “Harlow!” I called out. “Kitchen, now.”
Fuck the shower; I wanted her on the fucking kitchen counter.
A minute later she appeared in the kitchen.
Naked.
Frowning at me, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
My eyes dropped to her chest before moving back up to hold her gaze. “Nothing’s wrong. In fact, I’d say something is very right.” I gestured at the counter where she had yet to clean her mess up from baking. The minute I’d eyed the cream cheese wrapper, the white chocolate packet and the red food colouring, I knew what she’d been making. “Been a long time since you’ve made red velvet cake, baby.”
She smiled and took a step closer to me. “Been a long time since I’ve seen your eyes crinkle like that,” she murmured.
Fuck, those words were the best ones I’d heard all day.
I closed the distance between us. “Red velvet cake means more than just baking.”
“What do you mean?” Her forehead pulled together as she thought about that. I was surprised she didn’t know.
“There are two reasons you bake red velvet – either you’ve had a good day or I’ve done something to make you happy. Seems as though I’ve done nothing, I’m guessing you’ve had a good day, and that makes me fuckin’ happy because, like I said, it’s been too long since you’ve baked red velvet cake.”
She placed one of her hands on my chest. “You make me happier than you realise, Scott. I’m sorry I don’t show you that enough.”
I curled my hand around her neck and pulled her face close to mine. “You don’t ever apologise for something you had no control over in the first place. I see you working like fuck to get yourself through this and that’s enough for me.” Sliding my free hand over her naked ass, I pulled her body tight against mine, and dropped my lips to hers to claim the kiss I’d been aching for all day. When I was done with her lips, I angled my face away from hers enough so I could appreciate her curves again. “Fuc
k, Harlow, I wanna hear about your day, but I can’t wait another minute to get inside you.”
She gave me one of her sexy-as-fuck smiles and moved her hands to undo my jeans. “I can’t wait, either.”
Those four words were all it took for me to finally lose the last shreds of self-control I’d been holding onto. While she removed my jeans and boxers, I pulled my cut and t-shirt off. When we were both naked, I lifted her by the ass and sat her on the kitchen counter. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and I sucked in a breath at how damn good that felt.
“You ready to fly?” I asked as I ran my hands over her skin.
“I’m always ready to fly with you.” Her voice had turned all husky and sexy, and fuck if the words she spoke didn’t continue to turn me on. Something had definitely changed in her today and after I made her come, I would be getting to the bottom of what it was. I needed to make sure it stayed that way; seeing her happy was my number one priority. And hell, my dick needed to make sure it stayed that way, too.
Taking hold of her, I ran my dick through her wetness, and growled, “I need hard today. You good with that?”
Her lips smashed down onto mine and she surprised the hell out of me with a demanding kiss that drowned out every last thought in my mind; the kind of kiss that sent a man over the edge as he chased the pleasure he knew only one woman could give him.
She consumed me.
Body and fucking soul.
Like no one ever had before.
Her legs tightened around me; her fingers dug into my skin; her mouth claimed me, and I would have given her anything she asked for in that moment. Hell, who was I kidding? I’d give her anything she ever asked for.