Page 257 of Unleashed
Her cheeks flush, and finally, she does as I say. Settling her legs on either side of my head. My good hand holds her in place as she hovers above me.
"Harper, baby. I saidsiton my face. Not whatever this hoverin' shit is. Down. Smother me."
She does, and I'm in heaven.
I circle the tip of my tongue on her clit, and she's already vibrating around me. So much so that she spreads her legs wider and really sits now.
When I suck on her—just like that rose toy she loves—she's moaning above me, squirming in my hold.
"Ace. Ace. More."
Sliding my hand between her legs, I thrust two fingers inside her. Her back arches, and she falls apart, smothering my damn face, drippin' all over me.
"Fuck, baby," I hiss against her. "Good girl."
And that does it. She's screaming out, and she rides through it. Keepin' it nice and slow, lapping her up the way she deserves. Until she rests her head against the headboard, trying to catch her breath.
Her fingers run through my hair as she lifts herself off me slightly.
"You good down there?" she asks with a lazy grin.
"Never been better." I wink.
"I love you," she says, and my heart flips. I'll never get sick of hearing it.
"I love you too, pretty girl."
CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
Harper
My phone vibrates on the bedside table. After our morning session, Ace is wiped, and honestly, so am I. I've just been lying here with him, watching him breathe.
I roll over, grab the phone, and see Gianna's name flashing on the screen. I groan, answer it, and slip out of bed, grabbing a robe as I go.
"Hello," I whisper, quietly closing the bedroom door behind me.
"Harper! How are you?"
I bite my nail. I'm still not sure how to feel about Gianna. She helped save Ace, but her family is the reason he needed saving in the first place.
Ace told me she put a knife through her own brother's heart. If she does that to her blood, I'm not sure I can trust her around me. Or my child.
"I'm good. You?" I keep it short.
She got what she wanted. An in with the Sterlings.
"I'm..." She pauses. "Fine."
"Okay. Did you want something?"
I hear her take a long drag of her cigarette.
"You assume I only call to want?"
"Yeah. For now. I'm not sure what I think anymore, G. Friends don't handcuff each other to hospital beds and use them as leverage in a deal," I snap.
"I understand."
