Page 2 of Drive Me Crazy

Her lips as soft and sweet like honey, her hair smells like strawberries. Damn, if this girl isn't fine enough to eat. As I swirl her tongue with mine, a small moan escapes from her.

I can't think of anything in this world sexier than a murmur of appreciation from the lips of the woman you're madly in love with, and its fucking killer!

"Harper," I mumble against her mouth. "you can't be doin' that to me."

She fists my hair, holding my face to hers. "Don't care, your mouth is all I think about."

"Funny, I think about every inch of you."

She nips my bottom lip. "I think about more than just your mouth, but this is usually where it begins."

"Which brings up an entirely unique situation." I fight to control myself, but it's of no use, my cock grows between us. Drawing attention to itself.

"When are you going to give in and make us both happy?" She groans, fighting to keep her mouth on mine.

I lean away, chuckling. "When you're older and have a college degree of your choosing."

"I'll be old," she pouts. "it will too."

"Excuse me?" I blanch.

She turns as red as this old barn used to be. "That is not what I meant. I'm gonna die now."

"I'm not all together sure. Besides, I'd have no choice but to give you mouth to mouth. Then where would we be?" I narrow my eyes at her.

She rests her head on my chest, muttering. "I'm not positive either, but at least I would be sated."

"Harper! You need to calm down, sweetheart." I step back, taking her by the hand. "C'mon. I want to see it."

"Now, you want me to show it to you!" Her head lulls back as I drag her over to the pile of hay. I fall down, pulling her with me.

"Please." I kiss her forehead. "I want to brag on my girl."

She reaches into her back pocket with a huff. "To whom? The owl and the trees?"

"Babe, what do you want from me? We discussed this from the beginning, this wasn't gonna be easy." I chew the inside of my cheek. I understand she hates all of this cloak and dagger, but it has to be this way for now.

She tosses the envelope on my lap, before running her finger under her eye. "Here, I hope you're happy."

"Harper?" I tug on her hand. "Baby, don't be like this."

She spins on me, pinning me with a glare. "Why not? You decide everything that goes on between us... or doesn't!"

"That's not fair." I sit up, staring at her. "We talked about all of this before it went any further and you agreed."

"I didn't have a choice!" She argues. "I had to agree or not have you."

I gape at her, watching her cheeks flame with anger. "Wow. You're freakin' pissed!"

"Yes, Matthew Ridge. I'm fucking angry." She folds her arms over her chest, one of her best attributes. It hurts my heart.

"Seriously? You've got to be kidding me?" I don't think my mouth or eyes can get any bigger. I force both to return to their natural size and scratch my head.

She whips around, laying her hand on my face. Our connection is instant, the energy rushing through us is a constant reminder. Chills run over me, and I fight to lay her down and take her now.

"I love you." She swallows hard with the lick of her lips as she works up the courage to say what she's feeling. "There will never be another man for me, and I won't apologize for wanting you."

"Do you honestly believe I don't want to make love to you?" My heart hammers against my chest.