Page 36 of Take the Blame (Seaside Mergers #3)

Chapter Nineteen

AUGUSTUS

This was without contention the best feeling.

I’m not going to lie, at first I thought she was crazy or at least she was using me as an avenue to express her newfound penchant for craziness. Suggesting that I take her bare in the middle of a Halloween attraction just didn’t seem like Alta.

But neither had her leading me there in the first place, and yet, I wasn’t able to resist tasting her sweet heat right then and there.

So what was really stopping me from giving into her request?

Probably the fear that this was all working too well.

That now that I’d convinced her to use me, it was all she’d ever see me as good for.

I should have known better.

Treat me like only you can… Like th e girl that only you see.

I don’t think they were just lines, and even if they were, I don't think she could have come up with them without having once felt them. And if there was one thing I understood, it was the singular feeling that this woman’s words made me feel.

Wanted.

And after fighting for this feeling, I was addicted to the smallest portions of it coming from her. So if she felt anything like me, and I could be the one to give her what she craved, I’d do it. That’s why I’d started this whole thing in the first place, right?

“Lay back, sweetheart.” I heard myself say, my unconscious mind making the decision for me.

Alta did what I asked, opening herself up to me on display as she sprawled under me.

“Are we alone here?” I asked. She gave a mix of a nod and shrug that I took to mean ‘mostly’ . That was good enough for me. My hands fingered the edge of her red shorts. “So I can take these off?”

“Yes, please.”

Gently, I worked the small scrap of material down her legs and off her body. Moving over her, I leaned my body into hers as my mouth caught onto her sweet lips in a soft kiss.

Her moans were my new favorite flavor, and she gifted them to me in droves, her body wasting no time in grinding herself against me like a cat in heat. She was so ready for me, and I had hardly touched her since she came all over my tongue over ten minutes ago.

I pushed my pants down enough to let myself free and then I scooped a hand underneath her back, lifting her so she was situated further onto the hay, fucking hay , and I had room to kneel above her.

Erection free, I fisted it in my hand, giving it a long hard tug as I fell in line with her opening.

Pushing forward, I rubbed the head up and down against her slowly, shuddering at the first feeling of her warmth slicking onto my length.

Her legs trembled around me as the head slipped over the most sensitive part of her.

And she gave off little kitten mewls when I slipped inside just a bit.

“Please, Harper. Just do it already.”

“Are you always so polite when you fuck, Alta?” I asked.

“I think so?” she answered a little incoherently as she moaned, my hips and her hips rolling at the same time causing me to push a little deeper. “Please?”

“You say please a lot.” I pointed out between pants. I wasn’t sure I would make it very long. Just the few short inches I had already dipped into her sweet body had already made me see the moon. “Fuck it, we’ll work on that later.”

“Okay, sure, whatever,” she said, lifting her hips slightly.

I groaned, my dick pushing in that much more from her movements. “Alright, I get it, baby. Just hold on.”

Gripping her hip, I pushed her body back down into the hay.

I wish I had taken my shirt off and laid it underneath her, but we were too far into this now.

I think she was about to open her mouth to protest again, the needy girl, but in one long move, I was suddenly inside her and instead she was opening her mouth on a breathy gasp.

I licked into it as I captured her lips with mine. She was wet and tight and so damn hot, and her walls were gripping my dick like they were trying to squeeze the life out of it as I paused, waiting for her to adjust.

“You okay?” My voice sounded gruff to my own ears as I fought for restraint and patience. A challenge when perfection was being offered to me on a platter.

“Full,” she squeaked, her nails digging into my shoulders. “But I think you can move now.”

I did as she said. Slowly at first, rolling my hips so she could still feel me against her.

I could tell when she started to loosen, started to fit around me like she was made for me, because she started to participate.

Her hips didn’t seem to want to stay still, and as my thrusts got more confident and strong, she met me with her own.

She felt like heaven wrapped around me like this.

She was so tight, so perfect, so right for me.

Her little moans only got louder as I continued to drive into her, louder still when I worked her pebbled nipples in a tight squeeze.

The harder I pinched, rolling them between my fingers and grasping onto her breasts like they were my own personal stress balls, the more turned on she seemed to get.

Crying and moaning and becoming slicker and slicker with every slide.

“You're a wild thing, Alta,” I said against her ear. Who knew she would like so much roughness? This sweet little thing liked to be grabbed and pounded like she was a plaything. I bet I knew what else she would like. “Why don’t you sit up and watch, baby?”

She’d stopped kissing me a while ago, resigning to biting the shit out of my neck as she held on for dear life. Now, on my request she sat up on her elbows as I leaned back, her glassy eyes going right to the place between us, where our bodies were met.

At first glance her head rolled back and she let out a deep groan turned whimper. I felt her tighten around me and watched as she blindly reached her hand out to find me in her heightened arousal.

I smiled. I knew she would like it. And then I groaned, because I sure as shit liked the way she was gripping the shit out of my dick. Grabbing onto her hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed her palm before setting it on my chest.

“Keep watching,” I ordered, my strokes getting frenzied and fast. “Look what you do to me. Watch what you asked me to do to you.”

She did and just like before, it seemed to wind her up. I didn't blame her, watching my dick disappear into her might be my new favorite sight. When my fingers found her core, it was over for the both of us.

Alta came without any fucking warning, her entire back arching, her hips jerking wildly and her heat clenching around me like it intended to never let me go.

I was right to call her wild. In her unraveling, she pulled me further on top of her, one of her surprisingly strong legs hooking around me and holding me to her.

And in my distraction, I almost didn’t pull out of her before my own explosion.

I did though and as my length, slick with her release exited her and my hips instead pumped against the outside of her folds, she came a third time with me. Both of us groaning and holding onto each other in a mindless sweaty tangle of bodies and instinct.

Several long seconds passed with us simply breathing. Honestly, more like panting. Sucking down air and trying to regulate some sense of normalcy after everything that was.

But my heart didn’t seem to want to cooperate. Just like after her kiss, it continued beating like it was working overtime.

“Harp—”

I crashed my mouth over hers. I couldn’t explain why, only this was the only way I could seem to get my thoughts and feelings out.

They were all jumbled and confused and sticking at the base of my throat.

But feeling her body mold back into mine as my own did everything it could to try to fuse her into myself, I think I at least showed her something.

Showed her that I no longer knew a reality where it was okay to be detached from her. This was it now. This was the single most right feeling I’d experienced in my life and if we could live in the weird ball of hay, I’d build a house right here where it all became clear.

Pulling away, my forehead rested on hers and we started the breathless cycle once again. My feelings and words were still tied up, but at least I’d given her something to go off of.

“Harper,” she breathed again. Her voice trembled. And it seemed like that was all she was going to say until she panted out. “Was that okay? ”

“That better be a joke.”

“It’s not.”

“I can’t even think straight, Ally,” I said. “Okay is too weak a word.”

“What are some good words, then?” she whispered, and I found out then that I would have to find my words fast, because it looked like my girl liked to be told how good she did.

“Beautiful,” I started. “Fucking beautiful, Alta.”

She hummed, her eyes closing as she wrapped herself tightly around me.

“Mind numbing.” My lips came down to her temple, my voice lowering to a whisper. “Life altering.”

“I have a word too,” she said after a while of silence. Her voice sounded sleepy and I would have to clean her up and get her out of here soon. It was absolutely freezing now that we’d stopped moving and she was starting to give periodic shivers of cold.

“Yeah? What’s that?” I murmured, not able to hold my curiosity even as the list of how to take care of my girl spiraled fast around my brain.

“Right.”