Take Me Now (The Knight Brothers 3.5)

Uncomfortable silence echoed around them until she broke it. “I missed the lunch, but I’m hungry so I’m going to go downstairs and –”

“Harper, wait.” She turned.

He took in her gorgeous face, not happy at the moment but no less beautiful, the curvy body in a pair of black pants and a light pink blouse that accentuated her lush, full breasts, and he broke.

He strode to her, cupped her face in his hand, pulled her towards him, and sealed his lips over hers. She raised her hands to his shoulders, and he mentally prepared for her to shove him away. Instead, she curled her fingers into his shirt and clung to him as her mouth parted and she let him in.

Their tongues met, teeth clashed, the kiss was hard and needy, and so many years in the making. He wanted to take his time and savor the moment, but he couldn’t. Not when he thought she was right there with him.

But she wasn’t because she pulled back, her gaze meeting his. “You do realize we have things to discuss,” she informed him haughtily.

“Yeah,” he muttered, nudging his dick at her entrance. “But can’t it wait?”

She hesitated, giving his question careful consideration before nodding. “Yes. But you’re not getting out of talking.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he promised.

Obviously assured, she pulled his shirt from the waistband of his pants, and they separated long enough to take a breath and for him to throw his shirt to the floor.

He kissed her again while bringing his hands to the buttons on her shirt, but his hands were too big, and he fumbled with them.

“Fuck it,” he muttered and pulled at the sides, sending buttons flying everywhere.

She gasped but didn’t seem to mind as she merely shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and let it glide to the floor. And what he saw, he’d only dreamed of until now. Her large breasts strained the fabric tipped in lace, creamy soft mounds of flesh plumping over the edges.

He met her gaze, shocked to find uncertainty in her blue eyes, and he couldn’t have that between them. “So beautiful.” He followed the scalloped border with one finger, his breath coming in uneven pants.

She splayed her hands on his chest, running her fingers over his skin, setting his body aflame. He kissed her again, devouring her, gliding his mouth back and forth over hers. They were in sync, every moment perfect and more than he’d imagined. And he’d done that plenty, jerking off to visions of Harper as he came.

“Pants,” she said, breaking the kiss. “I want them off. I need to see you. Touch you. I need to know this is real.”

“It’s as real as it gets,” he assured her.

But he wanted the same thing she did, so he stepped back and undid his jeans, yanking them down along with his boxer briefs, aware that she was doing the same, ridding herself of the remainder of her clothing.

Once freed, his cock sprung upright against his abdomen, desire pulsing through his veins. And when he caught sight of her body, creamy white flesh, delicious curves, all his dreams come to life, it pulsed once more.

He stepped toward her, and she backed up, falling against the mattress with a soft laugh. She pushed herself back to the mound of pillows and he followed, coming over her, wanting nothing more than to thrust hard and deep into her slick, waiting sex.

“I’m not going to last long this first time,” he told her.

She lifted her eyebrows in a way he found both enticing and adorable. “First time?”

“You don’t dream about something as long as I’ve dreamt of you and get your fill in one shot.”

“Good to know,” she said with a sexy smile, writhing as he positioned himself, the head of his cock poised and ready.

Until he realized one important thing. “Condom.” He jumped up, grabbing his jeans and retrieving one from his pocket.

“Men,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Always prepared.”

“It’s older than dirt,” he informed her. “But not that old that it won’t work. Oh, shit.” He just kept putting his foot in his mouth.

She shook her head and laughed. “Never mind. I get it. Just hurry up!”

He returned, his cock once again at the entrance of her sex, and immediately pushed in … slowly because he knew he was a big man with a big dick … and he felt himself stretching her tight inner walls.

God, had anything ever felt so good? So perfect?

“Faster, Matt, please.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

She pinched his shoulder. “Move or I’ll hurt you.”

She’d released him from the constraints restraining him, and he was barely holding on as it was. He began to move in and out, taking her hard and fast, and she accepted him, having no trouble with his pace or how hard he thrust into her. She arched her back, pulling him deeper, and he saw stars, then she wrapped her legs around his waist until their bodies practically joined.