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  “Someone will check the place, right? We have time, we just have to knock loud and someone will hear us,” I muttered. I wasn’t sure what the previous securities procedures were. It was one of the reasons I wanted the contract so badly, I didn’t want anyone half assing it with Harper’s safety.

  “Well, that’s the thing. I think the place is already closed,” she said, her gaze falling on her smart watch and then to the floor, avoiding my eyes completely. Her fingers twitched, as if she was trying to control them the best she could. I pulled out my phone and texted Mike.

  I need you to get to the library and open it up. I'm stuck inside

  I waited for him to text back and when he did the answer wasn’t what I was hoping for. I looked at Harper, and then noticed my phone flash.

  MIKE: They said that they will contact the security guy, but they can’t promise they will get around here for at least a few hours.

  ME: Why don’t we have all the keys?

  MIKE: There are only a few buildings that don’t transfer over until Monday. The library is one of them. How the hell this company worked here for so long is beyond me. A bunch of lazy assholes.

  “Looks like we are stuck in here for a while,” I said, my eyes searching hers. I wasn’t sure if I was able to control myself with her alone, secluded, and with nowhere to go. I was just a man and she was Heaven wrapped up in a perfect bow.

  Heaven help both of us.

  4

  Harper

  “What now?” I nearly choked, a sense of dread filling me.

  “We wait.” Hammer seemed distracted.

  My mind buzzed with the possibilities--was it really a coincidence we’d been locked in here? I recalled my father telling me once to always trust my gut--if something seems off--it probably is. Maybe now was the time to tell Hammer that I’d gotten weird feelings over the last few weeks. I’d chalked it up to working late and being over-tired with a very over-active imagination, but now I couldn’t be so sure.

  “Hammer, I-I have something that’s been on my mind.”

  “What’s that?” His concerned eyes turned to me.

  “I feel silly for even saying this, I’m sure it’s nothing, but there’s been a few times over the last few weeks that I just get the sense that I’m being watched.”

  “Baby, I”m always watching.” His rogue grin made my heart flip.

  “Yeah, I feel that.” I bit down on my lip, “everywhere.”

  His eyes cut down my form.

  “I got you covered, babe. That’s all you need to know. I’ve got eyes everywhere, anyone fucks with you they won’t live to see the dawn.”

  My heart throbbed, my fingers tingled, as every part of me ached to feel him. I slipped up from my chair, coming around the side of the table to hover just out of his reach. His eyes flashed up and down my skin before he grunted softly and yanked me into his lap.

  My arms went around his neck instantly, my hips working against his as he held me to him fiercely. I felt alive. I’d been waiting for the moment to finally feel Hammer buried inside me. I’d dreamed of it, my eyes closing at night imagining being in his strong arms, his body wrapped around me, owning me, using all that pent up energy contained within him.

  Hammer’s hands slid up my thighs, raising my skirt, my breaths shallow with anticipation.

  “So fucking beautiful, they’d have to kill me before I’d let harm come to you,” he uttered as he raised the fabric to reveal my ass to the chilled air of the room. I squirmed and waited for his touch, something more, more of anything. His fingers, his cock. I wanted to feel him everywhere.

  I wiggled, frustration growing, holding my muscles tense when his deep chuckle filtered through the silent room.

  “Anxious, Harper?”

  His fingers splayed across my ass cheeks, brushing against my hot pussy and making me grow wetter with every passing moment.

  “You’ve been waiting for me, sweetheart?” he hummed.

  With my breathing ragged, he pulled the dress over my head and it fell to the floor in a whoosh of fabric, panties following quickly after, leaving me straddling him in my bra and nothing else. Arousal pulsed and surged between my legs. My hips bucked of their own accord, and with agonizing slowness, he flipped me in his embrace so I was ass in the air on his lap.

  Hammer’s hot tongue dragged up the slit of my soaked pussy. He flicked and dragged his tongue across my hardened clit, and I clutched at the edge of the library table. Hammer continued to lick and dive with his tongue, swirling and then teasing with light nips and licks, pulling away just as I was on the edge.

  “Let me hear you. I want to know how it makes you feel to have my tongue in your hot pussy,” he grunted, and his hands fisted tighter, my hips pushing and biting into the edges of the table, pleasure surging as he thrust two fingers into my pussy and curled them, hitting a tight bundle of nerves deep inside that sent me groaning and moaning without reason or care for why. I slumped, breathless, thighs shaking. “Not done yet, Princess.”

  He ushered me across the circumference of the table, pushing my hot skin against the cool polished wood and sending a thrill through me. He slipped his palms down my back, sliding down my spine before smacking my ass playfully.

  “Close your eyes,” he ordered, his eyes boring into mine, and I saw the switch then.

  “Yes...Daddy.” I closed my eyes and turned away from him. I waited, my breaths slow and measured as the goosebumps raced across my skin. I waited and I fucking waited, every nerve in my body on edge, aware of every shift he made, until finally his fingertips traced the curve of my ass, before both hands wrapped around my wrists and I felt the rough pads of his fingers slipping against my skin.

  My stomach curled and flipped. He felt too good, it was all so overwhelming.

  “Hammer...” His name burned on my lips like fiery cinnamon drops.

  “What?” he growled, and his eyes darted to catch mine.

  “There’s something I have to tell you.” I dreaded the words that hung on my lips. It was the wrong place, the wrong time, but I couldn’t take it any longer.

  “You don’t have to tell me anything.” He tightened his grip on me, his throaty voice coming closer and abrading my nerves.

  I wiggled and sighed, wanting desperately to get lost in this moment with him, but the fear had been weighing me down, loading my feet with lead blocks that left me stumbling and moving much too slowly for my own good.

  “I’m—”

  “Too good for me.” He pushed his zipper down, revealing the head of his thick cock. I groaned, mouth watering as I turned to stroke him. He huffed, cock twitching with the physical contact before I pressed my tongue out and rimmed the ridge of his thickness.

  My pussy clenched and my thighs shifted. My body vibrated and hummed with excitement.

  “Jesus, Harper, so sweet and perfect.” He groaned and turned me in one quick move, pinning me beneath him, my wrists pulled taut and stretched above my head. With one hand wrapped at my waist, his head dipped and his teeth pulled the cup of my bra aside to bite at my aching nipple, tight and puckered from the cool air.

  I arched and sighed, wrapping my legs around his waist and rubbing my body against his.

  “Fuck, I don’t know how I stayed away from you for so long,” he whispered between teasing licks at my nipple, before yanking the shirt over his head.

  “Oh my God, Hammer...” I sighed as my eyes appraised him. All sharp lines and hard muscle, rippling as his body hovered over me, a few wayward strands of dark hair licking across his forehead. “Hammer...Hammer, I've...never been with anyone before you.”

  5

  Hammer

  Her words pounded through my skull like a thousand jackhammers. Could she be real? Had I misheard her? No way could someone so pure and untouched still exist by the ripe age of twenty-three.

  “Harper.” I pressed my forehead to hers, sucking in controlled breaths. “You don’t know what you’re saying to a man like me.”

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nbsp; Her eyes crushed together, confusion whispering across her soft features. She was too good, she’d just confirmed it.

  “I’m a savage motherfucker, I’ve seen things I can never unsee--that side is a part of me, and--”

  “Hammer.” She cupped my cheeks, sliding up to her knees on the library table. “Hammer, I only care about you. It’s only ever been about you. I've been waiting for you. The entire time, I’ve been ready, but I gave you time because I knew you needed it. I respect the promise you made to my father, and the one you made to your country, because I love you.”

  A growl, possessive and animalistic rushed past my lips. “Harper…”

  I attacked her lips as my cock made contact with her hot entrance for the first time. I hissed with the physical sensation, the tip leaking with pre-come as every muscle threatened to shred to oblivion if I didn’t sink myself inside of this woman soon.

  “Teach me how to please you.”

  “Harper.” I growled in warning. She oozed innocent sex appeal. She was my Lolita.

  “I want to be good for you, Daddy. I want to taste you.”

  Her eyes met mine and we both stilled before a slow grin split her face. Her eyes, hooded and dark with lust, fell down my body, appreciating what she saw. Her fingers trailed across the sharp angle of my hip bones and then to my cock, sitting erect and throbbing, reaching past my navel.

  She grasped it in her hand and in a move that surprised the hell out of me, sank her mouth down on my cock. She sucked and grasped with her hand, riding the high and taking me higher, before moving back down and hitting the end of her throat. My hands threaded through her hair.

  “From the moment I laid eyes on you, I wanted to fill all of your pretty holes, little Miss Law.” She squirmed with my words, the way she licked my cock like a lollipop, enough to make me blow like a volcano.

  This woman had magic powers.

  “Can you take my cock all the way, baby?” A gasp escaped my throat when she sank my tip to the back of her hot throat and the pressure doubled. She rotated her tiny fist, licking and sucking and humming until I could smell her sweet cunt in the air and fire simmered at the base of my spine. “Harper, you feel too good, stop, stop or I’m going to blow.”

  6

  Harper

  “Harper Law, you know I’d risk my own life to protect you.” He caught my cheeks, pulling me to his lips in a passionate kiss.

  “I know.”

  “I’m not going to use a condom, but it wouldn't be right if I didn’t tell you my past. I haven’t been with anyone for fifteen years, I’m as clean as they come, sweetheart.”

  He brought his other hand to my other breast and pressed them together, creating a deep line of cleavage through my bra. He growled as his lips tried to take in both nipples at the same time through the fabric. He sucked and swirled, kneading the achy flesh as he used his teeth to nip and tantalize the hard peaks.

  “Could stare at your beautiful body all day, Harper.” He pulled away, his thumbs flicking over the nubs painfully.

  My fingers dusted along the cut muscle of his abdomen as he sucked and swirled with his tongue.

  “Christ, baby. So fucking hot.”

  My pussy was dripping with arousal, trailing down my legs. I reached one hand down and slid my fingers through the wetness. I’d never been so desperate to have him inside me. I moaned as I pulled and massaged at my clit.

  “Don’t touch yourself,” he bellowed, and my eyes flicked open and peered up at him. His stormy blues were glaring down at me. “I own all your orgasms tonight.”

  My eyes watched the beautiful sight before me as he tugged on his cock, eyes fixed on me. I wanted nothing more than for it to be back in my mouth, bringing him pleasure.

  “That look in your eye says you want my cock, Harper.” He grinned and fisted his dick in his hands, pumping long and slow, his grip firm and unrelenting. “Answer me.”

  He flicked his thumb over the tip and it twitched in his hands.

  “Yes,” I murmured, unable to look him in the eyes, I was so mesmerized by him touching himself.

  “Not yet.” He let go and pushed me back on the study table, thrust my thighs open, holding them in his firm grip, before he took one long lick up my length. I groaned and threaded one hand in my hair as I arched wildly. He licked and swirled his tongue, pressed it into my entrance before entering me and flicking, eating at me. He sucked and pulled at my throbbing clit with his teeth until I was completely clean of all the wetness that had been dripping down my thighs. He finally thrust one finger inside and hooked it. “Don’t come.”

  He pulled against my walls as he added another finger and sucked on the bundle of nerves. I moaned and arched, losing control as I kneaded my breast in one hand. I squirmed and begged for him to stop.

  “Hold it, Harper. I want you to come with my dick thrusting in and out of this sweet pussy.”

  “Hammer, I can’t. Oh, God, I can’t anymore.” I moaned incoherently as I pulled at my nipple and he sucked and thrust his fingers in and out of me.

  “Longer you hold it, beautiful, more intense it’ll be. Wait for me; let me get you there.” He growled and eased up on the pressure. His fingers pushed and then pulled out, swirling around my clit, spreading my arousal around, then trailing it up my body.

  “Love watching you playing with your nipples.” He flicked at it, spreading my arousal there. “Put one in your mouth.”

  “What?” I leaned up, my eyes landing on his. He peered back at me, desire swirling in his blue depths.

  “Put your nipple in your mouth. Your gorgeous tits are big enough. Do it.” He urged me on. Fuck, how could he make me so hot? How did he think of this stuff? And why did I like it so much? I pressed the flesh of one breast up high, squeezing and forming it into a rounded globe, before my tongue flicked out at my nipple. He was right; I could reach it. “Suck.”

  He flicked at the other nipple while his eyes watched my lips as I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked and pulled. A new wave of desire flooded between my legs as I watched Hammer’s eyes watching me suck and pleasure myself. “That’s it, Harper.”

  He thrust his finger inside me again, delving in and overwhelming every nerve I had. He moved slowly, taking his time at building me up again. His head dipped between my legs and his lips attached at my clit as his eyes still watched my own lips around my nipple.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t anymore, Hammer. I can’t,” I murmured against my breast as my pussy burned with impending orgasm.

  “You gonna come for me, baby?”

  “Yes,” I moaned.

  “Come all over my face?” He sucked harder.

  “Yes.”

  “Not without me.” He pulled away and before I could register that he was gone he was thrusting his cock deep inside me.

  He filled me, width and length, the stretch of him leaving me warming and tingly. I moaned as he rode me on the counter, shoving my ass up the desk as he railed into me. Both his hands grabbed at my breasts and pushed at them, flicking his thumbs over my nipples as his dark hair fell over his forehead, eyes closed, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth in pleasure.

  “Fuck, babe. So fucking tight. I need to go slow, but I don’t know if I can,” he gritted through his teeth as his palms slid around my skin, relaxing me as he slowly pushed in farther. He stopped and took deep breaths as he kneaded at the flesh of my ass cheeks before rocking in and out of me gently.

  A low moan escaped my throat as I threw my head back. The sensation was new and overwhelming—twinges of pain mixed with the headiest sense of pleasure and the most delicious feeling of fullness as he sank fully to the end of me.

  “Fuck, baby. It’s just you and me. Always has been, we’re just making it official now.”

  “Yes, yes, yes.” I moaned. “Please. Harder, faster, anything.” My insides quivered with want. The need for him to take me was overwhelming. My body had adjusted to his rock hard intrusion and now craved the release he could give
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  I moaned his name as an orgasm ripped through my body, the nerves taking flight and firing off from head to toe. He continued to fill me, grabbing at my thighs and pulling me up on his waist to ride his cock.

  He slid a palm up my spine, feeling every ridge as he went. “Mmm, love this pussy.” He ran a finger through my slick flesh before pounding back into me. He held my hips in both hands as he worked in and out harder than he ever had before. With each thrust, he hit the end of me.

  “I want this.” He fingered my back entrance, swirling juices from my pussy up to lubricate the hole. “So fucking wet I don’t even need lube,” he rumbled as he teased the sensitive flesh. I groaned when he slipped one finger inside up to the first knuckle. It was so fucking wrong, but nothing could have felt better. “Feels so fucking tight when I’m inside you from both ends.” His voice lowered another octave as he thrust his cock in and out of my pussy and his finger in and out of my ass.

  “I can’t take it anymore,” I groaned.

  “Sure you can, Harper. Feel it. Feel me, taking you. Owning this sweet body. This pussy, this ass.” He punctuated each word with a thrust. “It’s mine. No one’s been here but me,” he groaned as he slipped his finger into my ass further and a new orgasm took me. “Look at you, so soft and open for me.”

  Pleasure seeped out of me and loosened every muscle in my body as I gave in to him, the sweet intrusion of his finger filling my forbidden entrance.

  “Sweetness.” He pushed in a little deeper. “So hot and wet and tight.” He held on at my hip as he worked up a slow and steady rhythm, owning me completely, so much more than anyone else ever had. And somehow, it didn’t scare me.

  Instead, I loved it.

  His hips moved more erratically then, his fist grasping at the base of his cock between us before he pulled out, shooting hot jets of cum across my stomach and breasts. He grinned like a rogue, using the tip of his cock to rub his semen around my skin.