Page 146 of Meant to Be

His teeth lightly graze me and I whimper, gripping his hair with my fingers.

“Good luck today, sweetheart,” he murmurs as he takes my clit between his lips and sucks. Hard. I cry out and shove his face harder against me. I feel him chuckle, sending delicious vibrations through me.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

His tongue continues to slide efficiently in all the right places. My legs shake over his shoulders and I arch my back, pushing myself closer to him, deepening his tongue into me.

Heat surges everywhere and I feel the pressure building low in my stomach. My toes curl as his tongue quickens in pace. Just as I’m close, he suddenly pulls back and when I’m about to protest, his hand slaps over my sex in a short, sharp hit that has me reeling, sending me over the edge in hot, powerful waves.

I gasp out as he slaps me one more time before diving back in and tasting every bit of the orgasm he created.

“How am I going to focus on anything else today?” I moan, letting my body turn limp. “That is going to replay in my mind 1000 times.”

Harley stands and drags the back of his hand across his mouth. He shrugs.

“Sounds like a you problem, not a me problem.”

I lightly shove his shoulder. “I wish I could return the favour, but I’m going to be late if I don’t get ready.” Leaning up, I kiss him softly. “But I definitely will make it up to you later.”

“Not necessary, sweetheart. Today is your day.”

“Oh, trust me, I’ll make it up to you,” I murmur, slapping his backside as I saunter back into the bedroom.

Now, time to get my head straight.

* * *

I lean heavily against the wall of the elevator as it slowly inches up to the apartment Harley and I are staying in for the weekend. It was a long day of studying and assessments, but I passed. Today’s assessment was the important one, so now that I’ve completed it and scored well, I feel like I can relax and enjoy my time away.

Hovering my card over the sensor, the door clicks open. Music is quietly playing when I step inside. A bouquet of flowers is perched beside champagne on ice.

“What’s this?” I gasp as Harley strolls into the room, in nothing but faded jeans that hang low and loose on his hips.

“A congratulations on passing your assessment.”

“How did you know I passed?”

“Because.” He shrugs, wrapping his around my waist. He kisses my left temple. “You’re brilliant.” He kisses my right temple. “Smart.” His lips move to my hairline. “And beautiful.”

He steps back, grinning. “You did, right? Pass?”

“I did.” I smile.

My heart swells inside my chest. To know someone thinks so highly of me.Believesin me, is something I haven’t felt for a while. My eyes glisten with the threat of tears but I blink them away.

“Here, I got you this.”

He shoves a small parcel, wrapped in tissue paper, into my hands. Curiously, I unwrap it. It’s a simple silver bracelet with a tiny charm on it. Engraved on the inside, it has:H & J?

My jaw drops.

“Oh my God, Harley, this is beautiful.”

“You like it?” he asks nervously.

“Iloveit!”

A wide grin splits across his face and he quickly takes it from my grasp. He tightly wraps it around my wrist and clicks it shut. I loop my arms around his neck and our lips collide.