Until Harmony (Until Her 4)

“Night, Angel.” I give her waist a squeeze.

Lying here in the dark, I stare up at the ceiling, listening while her breathing evens out, then feel her body relax deeper into mine. Once I know she’s asleep, I close my eyes and follow her.

Feeling the bed shift, my eyes pop open, and it takes a nanosecond to realize where I am. Hearing a whimper, I tip my head down to look at Harmony in the light filling the room, and then I see her shift restlessly in her sleep. I roll to my side and wrap my arms around her. “Angel, wake up. You’re having a bad dream,” I say against her ear, and then pull back when she moans my name.

Jesus, no fucking way. My dick, which is already hard, pulses, and my jaw tightens along with my arms around her.

“Harlen.” Her hand slides over my pec and down my abs. Grabbing her wrist when I see where her hand is headed, I feel her freeze and know she’s no longer sleeping.

“You awake?” I ask, and it takes a second but she eventually answers.

“Yes.” She presses her forehead into my chest.

“What time do you gotta be out of bed?” I ask, letting her wrist go and sliding my hand down the material at her back.

“Um… nine,” she breathes, as I keep sliding my hand down until I reach the hem of her nightie.

“Is your alarm set?”

“Yes,” she answers, and I start skimming my hand back up and under the soft silky material.

“How about we see how far we can get before it goes off?” I suggest, listening to her breathing change and feeling her nails dig into the skin on my bicep she’s holding onto.

“Okay,” she agrees, keeping her forehead pressed into my chest.

“Tip your head back and give me your mouth,” I order, feeling her shiver. When she pulls her head back, I place my mouth against hers while sliding my hand over her hip and soft stomach. Her muscles bunch and her nails dig deeper as I slide my fingers along the lace edge of her panties. Only when I reach the apex of her thighs with my fingers do I kiss her, touching my tongue to her bottom lip. Her mouth opens on a gasp and I slide in to heaven with both my tongue and fingers, encountering wet heat in both places.

I deepen the kiss then move her to her back, rolling her clit with my thumb. Pulling her mouth from mine, her head presses into the pillow while her hips lift, wanting more. “Harlen.”

Hearing the need in her voice, I don’t let up, not even when her hand slides down my abs and into my boxers to wrap around my dick.

Fuck. Hearing her, smelling her, knowing I’m soon going to get a taste of her, my hips press deeper into her hand and I slide one finger, then two deep inside of her.

“You gonna let me have a taste of you?” I nip her earlobe, and her grip on me tightens. “You are, aren’t you?” I ask, and she moans, lifting her hips, riding my fingers while I keep my thumb at her clit circling. “Answer me.”

“Yes.” She pants.

Kissing her ear, I move and kiss her neck, collarbone, and then shift and pull down the lace edge of her nightie, exposing her breast and peach-colored nipple. Palming her breast, I lick over her nipple then blow against it, watching it tighten, and then do the same with the other one. I feel her core grip and pulse around my fingers, cluing me in to the fact she’s close, which is good, ‘cause so am I. Pulling myself from her hand so I don’t come before my mouth is on her, I shift down the bed. Ignoring her alarm when it starts blaring, I toss her leg over my shoulder and place my mouth on her, over the lace covering her. Pressing my tongue in, I pull back and suck hard.

“Oh God!” she cries, and I groan. Sliding the lace to the side, exposing her to me, I put my mouth back. The second my tongue slides through her folds, her thighs tighten and her pussy pulses around my fingers. Lifting my head, I watch her come then slow my strokes. I get up on my knees and wrap my hand around my cock, jacking it off. Looking at her mass of hair spread out on the pillow, her eyes dark with greed, her perfect tits out, and feeling her pussy pulsing around my still thrusting fingers, I get close then lose it completely when her hand wraps around mine and she takes me there, watching in wonder as I come all over her exposed belly.

Dropping my head back to my shoulders my hips jerk as she keeps stroking. “Christ,” I groan, righting my head. I slide my fingers slowly out of her pussy and bring them to my mouth, sucking them clean.