Blind Love (Cowboys & Angels 5)

I smiled. I loved hearing those filthy words from her perfectly beautiful mouth. My sweet little church girl on Sunday and my naughty girl every other day of the week.

The sounds of my body slapping against hers fueled me to go harder. Faster.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I reached around her and played with her clit. Harley was so responsive to my touch that she exploded within seconds. With the way she pulsed around my cock and how deep I was, I came right along with her. Both of us, calling out each other’s names.

“Jesus Christ,” I exclaimed as I leaned over her. Pressing a kiss on her back, I softly said, “I love you so much. I can’t get enough of you.”

Her body started to sink so I wrapped my arms around her, but stayed inside of her. One of these days I would make love to her with no barrier. It was a moment I fucking wished for every single time I was inside her. I dreamed of what her body would feel like surrounding mine.

“I want you…with no condom, Harley.”

Her body tensed, and I quickly pulled out. Discarding the condom, I reached for the blanket that was laying over the sofa and wrapped us both in it.

Her gaze was downcast, so I placed my finger on her chin and lifted her eyes to mine.

“Look at me. I don’t mean now. Or tomorrow, or hell, even next week. But one of these days I want you with nothing separating us.”

She smiled and her cheeks flushed. “I want that too.”

“Promise me something, right here and now.”

Her soft emerald eyes searched my blue. “Anything.”

“That no matter what happens, I will be the only man who gets to have you that way.”

Harley’s eyes filled with happiness. “Tripp, you’re the only man who will ever have that, and so much more. You are the only man I will ever love.”

She lifted up and our lips softly touched. The kiss was sweet and gentle. Just like the woman in my arms.

The smell of something burning had us both pulling back.

“Oh my God. Tripp! What’s burning?”

“Fuck!” I shouted. “The bacon.”

The alarms in the guesthouse went off and smoke poured out of the kitchen.

Harley and I rushed into the kitchen. The frying pan I had been cooking the bacon in was now a pool of flames.

“Fire!” I screamed as Harley screamed next to me. “The fire extinguisher.” I had no idea why I shouted it as I ran into the kitchen. It was under the sink. My parents had always made sure we knew where they were in our house and the two guesthouses.

I pulled it out from under the sink and yelled for Harley to get out of the kitchen. For some reason, it was then I realized we were both naked.

Don’t burn your dick, Tripp.

I chanted it over and over in my head.

“God, please don’t let us die and have my parents find out we fucked in the guesthouse,” I said in reverent prayer.

“Tripp! Pull it and get that out!” Harley screamed.

Doing what she commanded, I soon had the fire out and the pan in the sink. Standing there, I dragged in one deep breath after another. My hands shook with fear.

Harley took my hand in hers.

“Holy shit. We almost burned the whole damn place down.”

She shook her head. “Your parents are going to kill us!”

That was when we heard sirens in the distance. Turning to look at each other, our eyes drifted down. We ran as fast as we could back to the living room where we grabbed for our clothes. Harley was dressed within seconds but was struggling to get her sneakers back on as I was trying to get my fucking jeans back on. The front door of the house burst open, and Steed and Mitchell came rushing in. Their eyes bounced from me to Harley before they landed back on me and they both started laughing their asses off.

“Oh, holy shit!” Mitchell said, bending over at the hip, his body shaking. “I fucking wish like hell the fire department had gotten here first.”

“Fuck off, you asshole,” I said as I gave another hard jerk and finally got my jeans on.

“Where is your other boot, Tripp?” Harley asked in a panicked voice.

“Right here, next to what I’m going to guess are not our last guest’s panties.”

I nearly punched Steed in the face as I grabbed Harley’s panties and pushed them into my pocket. By the time I slipped on my boots we heard the fire department walking up the porch steps.

“I sure hope it was worth it, dude, and you were able to finish,” Mitchell said.

“It was and we did, if it’s any of your business,” I said in a hushed voice.

Mitchell laughed. “Good, cause when Mom and Dad find out what you did, your ass is going to be confined to your fucking room until you graduate!”