Page 43 of Maybe, Probably (Love Me, Maybe #1)

“Fucking beautiful.” I pull out and snap my hips back forward. I begin to set a steady pace, watching my cock disappear into her. I bring my hand forward, rubbing circles around her swollen bud. She immediately tightens around me at first contact, and Harper moans loudly.

“You look so fucking good right now,” I pant.

“Kiss me. Please, Xavier.”

My lips tug up at the corner of my mouth. “I can’t say no to you, baby.”

Descending onto her, swallowing her whimpers. I continue to thrust into her. Her hands roam all over me, like she can’t decide what she wants to do. Releasing her lips, I pepper kisses down her jaw, until I reach her ear.

“Fuck Harps. You feel so fucking good, squeezing my cock just right.” My teeth graze the bottom of her ear, causing her body to shudder. “This pussy was made for me, babydoll.”

I roll my hips, angling myself so my pelvis is rubbing against her clit.

She responds to the change of pace with a throaty moan.

“Such a good girl.” I lay the words upon her skin, increasing my pace.

Her hands snake around my neck, gripping my hair.

Her hips begin to move in tandem to mine.

Each time we connect, it fills the room with the slap of our skin.

I begin to feel my balls tighten, my teeth grinding as I hold myself back. I’m driving full speed toward spilling over, but I need to see her come on my cock more than I need to breathe.

“Let go for me, Babydoll.” My hand slides down to her clit, as I begin to circle it firmly. “C’mon, Harps. Give me what I want.”

I feel her squeeze around me, but she needs more. I can see it in her eyes as they drip with desperation and lust. Her mouth parts as she sighs, her hands moving above her head as she grips the sheets. She watches as my fingers continue to work her.

“Do you need more?”

Her eyes connect with mine before she nods. I stop the movements of my hand briefly, a growl of protest leaving her lips before I take my thumb and forefinger, pinching her clit.

“Oh fuuuuuuuuck !” She screams into the room, as her pussy clenches down on my cock, pulling my orgasm to the forefront and slamming into me. I topple forward, catching myself on my forearms as I continue to thrust into her. We ride out our orgasms together.

When our breathing begins to even out, I sit up, pulling out of her slowly. My eyes rake over her body as she stretches her arms over her head. Leaning forward, I place a quick kiss on her lips before rolling off the bed. I make my way toward the bathroom.

“Come on,” I holler from the bathroom. “You need to use the washroom so you don’t get a UTI.”

Grumbling comes from behind me as I take my time removing the condom and tying it off before tossing it into the garbage. Turning around, her soft emerald green eyes meet mine with hesitation as she stands in the doorway.

Striding toward her, I close the distance that I’ve already grown to hate even though she’s right here.

My hand reaches up, and I trace the side of her face before cupping it in my hand.

Leaning forward, I press a kiss to her lips.

Now that I’m allowed to have her wholly, I don’t know if anything will ever satisfy me again.

“I’m going to grab us some clean clothes. Use the toilet, and then we’ll shower.” I direct her, noting the way her eyes are soft and wide as she looks at me. Stepping to the side, I give her room to walk past before I return to the bedroom.

When I return, I find Harper standing in front of the mirror as she removes her makeup. Walking past her, I set our clothes on the vanity, and turn the shower on. Stepping up behind her, my eyes connect with hers. The corner of her mouth tips up as she leans back, resting her head on my shoulder.

My arms circle around her, one hand snaking up through the valley of her supple breasts, until my hand lightly wraps around her neck. Using my thumb, I tilt her head so it’s facing me before leaning down to press my lips against hers. Harper melts into me.

Why did I deny us this for so long?

I know exactly why I did. I should have talked to her sooner, told her everything.

I’m not going to stress the what ifs . I’m going to spend the rest of my time showing her exactly how much I want her.

Stepping back, I tap her ass. “Come on, get in. Let me wash you.”

She steps in directly under the stream, a satisfied groan leaving her lips. Tilting her head back, my fingers comb through her hair, ensuring it’s wet. Reaching past her, I grab her shampoo squirting a healthy dollop into the palm of my hand.

“Alright babydoll, turn. ”

She looks up at me with curiosity in her gaze, hesitating for a minute before turning her body.

My fingers methodically comb through her hair, massaging the shampoo to a lather. She lets out a content sigh, barely audible over the sound of the water. My chest warms with affection as I take in every relaxed movement of her body.

“Good?” I ask, turning her back around so I can rinse out the suds.

“So good.” She hums as her head leans into my hand.

I repeat the process with the conditioner. While it sits in her hair, I grab the cloth draped across the shelf and squeeze the body wash on the cloth.

“What are you doing?” Harper giggles when the cloth runs down her arm.

The corner of my lip twitches as I look down on her. “I thought it was obvious? I’m taking care of my girl.”

Guiding the cloth over her collar bone, I take my time dragging it over her breast before teasing the damp fabric over her nipple. Watching as it grows taut, I linger for a breath before repeating my motions on her other side. A soft whimper leaves Harper’s lips, and I capture it in a kiss.

She pulls back, cradling my face in her hand. I lean into her touch for a moment, letting it ground me before I continue my descent.

The cloth follows the path of my hand as I move down her body. I drop to my knees before her. The cloth traces every delicate curve, holding me captivated as I memorize her soft, ivory colored thighs. I ache to push my hands between them, caressing her wet heat.

My gaze trailing up, connecting with the eyes that have easily become my new favorite color, as a smirk spreads across her face.

“What’s on your mind?”

She catches her bottom lip between her lips, shifting from one foot to the other. A yelp leaves her as I swat her ass.

“Use your words, babydoll.”

“You’re just– you’re on your knees.”

A laugh escapes me as I remember what I told her .

“Ah yes,” I murmur, running my hands up her outer thigh, before reaching round to grip her ass in my hands. I bring her forward until my nose is at her mound. I breathe her in before I dart my tongue out to taste her. A whimper comes from above me as I stand.

“As much as I would love to stay on my knees and worship you until you’re nothing but putty under my hands…” My hands go to the back of her neck as I tilt her head and rinse her hair one more time, washing out the remainder of the conditioner. “It’s late, and I want to hold you.”

Over the next couple days, I take any opportunity I can to steal Harper away.

Once I got a full taste of her, I couldn’t get enough and needed more.

I find myself seeking her out throughout the day, pulling her into side rooms, hall closets, just so I can get another taste of her.

Feeling the warmth of her body around me the day after we finally got together was reviving.

My inner turmoil didn’t allow me to take this step because of the guilt of what happened to Shelby.

I realize now that I was all in my head and that I can still honour her in other ways.

I’ve decided I’m going to tell Harper about Shelby tonight after our day on the ski hill.

I make my way into the kitchen and find Harper there at the island getting her smoothie together.

She doesn’t hear me come in, so I make my way behind her wrapping my arms around her and burying my nose into her neck.

I place a gentle kiss to where her neck and shoulder meet.

Her body shivers at the interaction, and a small smile forms on her face.

“Come skiing with me today.”

A soft laugh leaves her as she starts the blender. “You want me of all people to go skiing? Are you wanting me to hurt myself?”

“I wouldn’t let that happen. Come on, let me teach you.

We don’t have to go down any of the crazy slopes either.

” She shuts the blender off and then spins around so she’s facing me.

I crowd her space more, pushing her against the counter with my hips.

Her hands snake around my neck as she looks at me.

She’s silent for a couple minutes before she lifts on her tiptoes, placing a kiss against my lips.

When she pulls back, there is a smile on her face. “Okay.”

“Yeah?” A smile spreads wider on my face, and I lean down to plant another kiss on her lips.

“We’ll go in a bit and get you sorted out in gear.

” I begin to trail my lips across her jaw and down her neck, and when I reach the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder, I suck.

She gasps as her hands grip my hair in a vise.

A breathy laugh leaves her. “Okay, you need to go and let me have my smoothie and get changed. I’ll meet you in the living room in two hours?”

“Sounds good.” I snag an apple from the counter and take a bite as I walk backwards away from her. “See you later, babydoll.” I wink at her, watching the flush on her skin deepen. Every day with her is lighter, and I’m so grateful.