His Naughty Lessons-Chapter 229: All Yours

** Harper **

Those novels told the truth — it felt different like this indeed, with nothing separating the warmth sizzling between their bodies. As soon as he was in, Harper felt the molten heat instantly filling every inch inside of her, and the brand new sensation made her lift her hips in pure reflex, trying to accommodate him better and bring their connection deeper.

She was wondering if everything felt just as sublime on his side ... when a shudder rippled palpably through Eli’s body, and his hand gripped her hip, stopping her from changing her angle.

"W-Wait," he let out a half enraptured, half anguished groan. "Don’t move. Give me— Give me just a moment ..."

There was a strange shift of tension in his muscles, as if certain parts of him were getting almost nervously tense, while some certain other parts were going unusually lax.

"... What’s wrong?" Harper asked, puzzled over his odd reaction. He always tended to groan the moment he buried himself inside, but not quite in the same way as this. "Is this ... not comfortable for you? If you want me to move back to where I was before—"

He hissed before she could actually do it, and the hand on her hip tightened. "Fuck. No ... You have no idea how impossibly good you feel. Just ... Give me a moment and let me—"

He cursed again under his breath, burying his face into the crook of her neck, and she could feel the thrashing of his heart loud and fast against her own chest.

Wait. He wasn’t saying— He couldn’t have just— That sudden scorching heat she felt earlier couldn’t have been—

Harper’s mouth literally fell open. It wasn’t until she slowly, disbelievingly processed the meaning of such a shock that she found her jaw again, and her expression turned back into a wide smile.

He was losing control for her. Again. Even more so than he did their first night together, even more so than he did the first time she was in this bed. Perhaps he didn’t even know that she had this kind of power over him ... Or perhaps he had always known, but he let her keep it anyway.

Her own heartbeat started thrashing fast at the realization, and the throbbing in her core tightened. Nevertheless, she chose not to show the discovery she had just come to — special and precious as it might make her feel, she could imagine that a man would have one too many reasons not to want to admit such a catastrophe. So instead, she traced her fingers over his jaw, lifting his face and turning him back toward her.

"Then kiss me," she said, bringing her lips within reach. "Prove to me how good I make you feel."

The diversion worked. Another groan leaped out of him — this one with no more anguish and only desire — as their lips met once more. And at the same moment, she felt a new pulse coming to life between them, sending a tiny tremor humming in that place where they became one.

Harper congratulated herself silently, and she gave him time, letting him lead her in that kiss and letting his hands roam free, caressing her and admiring her wherever he wanted. She didn’t mind going slow all over again ... though it turned out that they didn’t really need to. It wasn’t long before those soft kisses turned into heated suckles, and when he started teasing her with strokes of his tongue, his hips began moving again, in a pattern that matched what he did to her mouth above.

Oh yes, that was it ... She sighed at the sizzling heat quickly building between them once more, and she let her hips cant upward at last, going for that angle she craved and needed. Fully ready for her this time, he cooperated by reaching beneath her thighs, pulling her firm against him and helping her hook her ankles behind her back.

A moan threaded out of her throat, lost between their lips and swallowed into the depth of his mouth. Harper’s mind started to drift again, set afloat by the searing sensation that connected them so tightly together. Yet at the same time, she knew there was more than that. The realization of how easily she made him lose himself, how this magnetic pull between them had only grown stronger and stronger with time, was so much more powerful than just the mere physical sensations, and the thought of what it meant for both of them made her head reel and her limbs weak.

She wrapped her hands behind him as their entanglements deepened, and she mapped him under her palm, tracing the ridges and dips of his muscles that flexed with each motion of him inside her. The landscape of this sculpted body was more than familiar to her already ... and she loved how it was truly hers now. With no more barriers in between, with no more reservations holding him back.

"Eli," she whispered into his mouth, tightening her arms and her legs around him. "Don’t hold back ... I want all of you from now on, remember? Give me everything you have."

Another pulse throbbed between them, and she felt his breathing quicken again over her lips. "Everything I have is yours, my love," he rasped, "and you will have it all. Because I am all yours."

With that, he picked up speed, moving faster and deeper into her with every thrust.

Harper wished she could tell him how much she loved what he just called her. How much she loved those words that sounded like the sweetest promise. But before she could voice those thoughts, the pleasure spiraling from where they connected started surging higher, higher, and the sound of her moans quickly swallowed any potential words.

No matter, though — when those surging waves crested all her senses, and the final moment tore out of her in a long cry, she knew he heard what she wanted to say in the way she shattered, and she heard his too in the way he followed with a wild shudder.