The Lawson Brothers: Love So Perfect Part 16

"Been a while, beautiful?" he asked, kissing his way up her neck now.

She nodded. "My entire life."

His eyes widened. "You're a...? All right. Okay."

Her white teeth came out to worry on her bottom lip. "That's not a problem, is it?"

"Not for me, but..." He glanced down to where they were joined. The head of his c.o.c.k had disappeared inside of her, but he couldn't go any further. "Do you have anything to help things along?"

"Top drawer of the nightstand."

Reaching for it, he pulled it open and found a bottle of lube. "Perfect." There were a couple of condoms in there, but since he knew she was on the pill and both of them were clean, he ignored them. "This will be a first for me too."

"It will?"

He poured the lube on his c.o.c.k and spread it around with the tips of his fingers. "Never been raw before."

"Oh."

"Give me your hand," he ordered, and she held hers out. "Touch me, get some lube on that c.l.i.t of yours, and rub it."

Nodding, she did as he asked, her light touch sending his hips forward. He pushed in, and then back out, watching his c.o.c.k disappear while her fingers worked on her c.l.i.t. Clearly, that wasn't new to her.

He grinned, and then grimaced as he slid deeper. "I won't last long."

"That's good." One of Harper's hands grabbed one of his biceps, the knuckles turning white.

That was not good. He needed to slow down, kiss her, and get her head back in the game. "Kiss me, sweetheart," he murmured, wiping away a single tear at the corner of her eye. He hated to cause her pain, but some thing couldn't be helped.

Her mouth opened under his, allowing his tongue to explore inside. He kept his pace slow, his thrusts tight, while his back became damp with exertion. He didn't care if it killed him, but he would make this the best s.e.x she ever had.

Considering he would be the first, her expectations couldn't be too high, but his were.

Her hips jerked up, sending him so deep that he shouted.

"More," she said, her hand easing up on its death grip.

Planting his forearms beside her head, he thrust deep, making her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounce against him and her hard nipple sc.r.a.pe his chest. Her hips began to move to meet his, encouraging him to go deeper, until he was fully inside of her.

"Wrap your legs around me," he said in a husky whisper.

Her thighs widened as her legs went around his waist. Unable to stop himself, he began to thrust into her, grinding down on her pelvis now that her hand was no longer between them. She clung to him, making the s.e.xiest noises he'd ever heard.

"You feel so good. So d.a.m.n good." Her muscles clenched around him, and a tingling started at the base of his spine. Words escaped him as he buried his face into her neck, riding her hard. She was liquid heat around his c.o.c.k, beautiful curves in his arms, and best of all, she belonged to him.

No one else.

Her back arched, his name echoing in the room. He followed her seconds later, the hot spurts of his release pulled from her with each ripple of her o.r.g.a.s.m.

When he'd crashed back to earth, he rolled to his side, not wanting to pull out of her. Since they weren't in a hurry and he didn't give a s.h.i.+t about reservations for dinner, he simply lay there with her in his arms as he stroked her back.

"Still with me?" he asked.

Yawning, she nodded. "Barely."

"You can go to sleep if you want. I'll wake you for round two later."

"There is no way I can survive round two."

He tipped up her chin, kissing her softly on the lips. "I'll make sure you do."

"Thank you, Austin," she said, a shy smile curving her lips.

"You are very welcome for two o.r.g.a.s.ms."

"No... I mean for not making me feel weird about being a thirty-year-old virgin."

"I'm not going to lie and say that it wasn't extra arousing to think about being the only man who's ever been inside of you."

She rolled her eyes. "Men."

"Just this one," he said, meaning something totally different from how he normally viewed s.e.x. There was no way in h.e.l.l he'd let her go.

"Just you," she agreed.

He rolled her on top of him, watching as their combined o.r.g.a.s.ms slid down her thighs and onto him. His d.i.c.k hardened in an instant.

"Now?"

He pushed up, and her head fell back. "Yes, now."

Weak rays of morning sun stream through the window as he came inside of her for the last time. Her mouth parted on a moan, letting him know that she had found satisfaction as well.

Pulling out, he moved to the bathroom to get a warm, wet cloth. By the time he was at her side again, she was practically asleep.

"Spread your beautiful thighs," he whispered before cleaning her up. As soon as he was done, he cleaned himself off, tossed the cloth into the laundry basket, and crawled back into bed with her.

Gathering her into his arms, he breathed in her scent. "So glad we can sleep in."

"Mmmmhmm." She snuggled deeper into him.

With a content smile, he kissed her forehead. A part of him felt guilty for sleeping with Harper, but he'd taken care of the PR thing with Finley before it happened, so... he didn't have to beat himself up too much.

However, he did have to tell her the truth. h.e.l.l, he'd planned to do it last night over dinner, but she had waylaid him with her seduction skills.

Today, however, he would come clean. Explain what happened. She would understand. It was just her nature.

And he was the luckiest son of a b.i.t.c.h alive to have found her.

Chapter Twelve.

For the first time ever, Harper went to the McCoy luncheon with her head held high. Finally, she felt like she fit in, and not because she'd finally had s.e.x... but because she simply felt good about herself.

More than she thought possible.

Ruby greeted her at the door. "My, my, don't you clean up nice after a night of debauchery?"

"Is that your professional opinion?" Harper asked sweetly.

"Well, I never."

Harper snorted. "Tell that to someone who doesn't know you." Finding her mother, she made her way to her, leaving Ruby sputtering behind.

Apple winked at her. "About time you put her in her place."

Harper bit back a smile and sat down beside her mother.

"Harper, you're practically glowing. Is Austin responsible for putting that smile on your face?"

Harper nodded. "He is."

"I'm so happy. I was worried when the two of y'all started dating, him being a Lawson and all, but I'm glad to see he's come up to scratch."

Two women at the table in front of her started giggling and looking over their shoulder at her.

Frowning, Harper doubled checked her clothes. Yes, she had walked to the Tea Shoppe, but she hadn't broken a sweat. She wasn't exposing herself either.

"Oh my gosh, Harper," Jellie McCoy said, turning around in her chair. "I thought you had finally shed your old skin and become a real McCoy, but I guess not."

"What do you mean?" Unease p.r.i.c.ked at her. Jellie was always at odds with one McCoy or another, for reasons known only to G.o.d and Jellie. Unfortunately, Harper guessed that it was now her turn.

Apple stood, marching over to them. "Put it away."

"Apple?" On unsteady feet, Harper walked to the trio. "Put what away?"

"Nothing but this viral video of Austin Lawson breaking up with his ex- girlfriend. It's a doozy."

"You're such an a.s.shole."

His stance changed, his jaw hardening. "Takes an a.s.shole to put up with an opportunistic b.i.t.c.h for so long."

Harper's mouth dropped open. That could not be her Austin saying that. He would never call a woman a b.i.t.c.h.

"I'm sure his PR person was pleased as punch over that one." Jellie tilted her head to one side. "Good thing he met you to help things."

She couldn't take her eyes off Austin and Bianca as they argued, so Jellie replayed the video from the beginning.

"Just say you love me," Bianca said in a pleading voice that sounded like she was on the edge of tears, but the look in her eyes was full-on murderous.

"I don't love you," he softly said.

"Oh, sweet Lord," Apple breathed, grabbing Harper's arm. "Let's go. I forgot to put an article in the paper about rotten jelly turning stomachs."

"You're such a b.i.t.c.h, Apple," Jellie said, and then gasped. "Why, look at what the cat dragged in."

Harper turned, finding Austin standing in the middle of the room, face white while he held her phone. "You forgot this at home."

The entire room went quiet.

"Thank you," she said primly, wis.h.i.+ng a hole would open up and swallow her. "I'll talk to you later."

He nodded slowly, visibly swallowing. "I can explain then."

Honestly, she didn't want an explanation. She wanted to go back to last night... this morning, when she was blissfully ignorant of viral videos and vindictive cousins.

"You know," Jellie began, "the one thing I learned while working in Hollywood is that there is no such thing as serendipity. Everything, and I mean everything, happens for a reason when it comes to celebrities. They are more orchestrated than a symphony."

"Swear to G.o.d, Jellie, I will-"

"You don't scare me, Apple." Jellie stood, turning to Harper. "Why don't you ask him why the timing of the video's release and his decision to come home were so close? Why he just so happened to want to work at an elementary school when this was his time off? Maybe if you'd brushed up on your football knowledge instead of spreading your legs for him, then you'd know his contract dictates things like that. It's only when a player majorly screws up that he starts popping up in the very places that will make him look good.

"I swear, Harper, while you are as sweet as the syrup your mother named you after, you're as dumb as a turnip truck when it comes to men. Must be the Bell in you."

"Watch how you talk to her," Austin said, coming to stand between them. He handed Harper her phone. "Would you like to leave now?"

"She would like the truth."

Harper opened her mouth to speak, but nothing would come out.

"It wouldn't be the first time a Lawson screwed over a McCoy, right, Apple?" Jellie gave Apple a sly look. "Maybe they decided to get revenge due to your meddling with Lemon and Tristan's relations.h.i.+p."

"Are you demented?" Austin asked. "I didn't start going out with Harper for revenge."

Jellie crossed her arms, her brows rising. "Then why did you?"

"Because..." He pulled at his ear. His gaze skittered away. "Because I couldn't help myself."

Harper's stomach sank to her toes. "Tell the truth, Austin."