“That’s it.” I tug her hair in the way that excites her. “Come for me.”
She cries out, my cock muffling her, and it’s enough to set me off. I rock between her lips, my vision going hazy as I watch her greedily lapping me up as she rides her own orgasm out.
Sensitive, I hiss as her tongue keeps at me, but watching how much she likes it has me growing hard again. I haul her up my body so her legs straddle my hips. Brushing her hair from her face, I bring her down to kiss her.
It turns me on the way she moans, long and low, into my mouth, the way her nails bite into my chest. I run a hand down her back, all the way down to curl around her ass. “It’s morning,” I point out in between kissing.
“I know,” she says against my lips.
“You’re still here.” Apparently, I woke up Mr. Obvious.
“My dad has an early shift, and I’m off today.”
“Your SUV won’t be in your driveway when he leaves.”
“I went for an early run, before he woke up. Left it at the trailhead off the old highway. I figured that would explain why I’m not home if he asks.” She lifts her head, propping herself up to look at me. “Do you mind me staying?”
Mind? My hand grips her ass tighter. “Can you handle the truth?”
Her expression goes carefully blank, like she’s afraid of what I’ll say. But my Harper is brave, I’m not surprised when her chin lifts and she says, “I can handle anything you give me.”
Unable to resist, I move my cock up against her. “I know.”
She punches my shoulder. “Luke.”
I grin. But then I look into her eyes and feel my chest expand, and I touch her beautiful face and say, “Waking up with you, having you in my bed this morning makes me realize I want you here all the time.”
Her breath catches and she blinks at me like she can’t believe what I said.
I flip her onto her back, pinning her beneath me. “I’m serious, Harper. I want to wake up with you. I want to fall asleep with you. I want—” I stop and stare at her. Slowly, I lower my head and kiss her intentionally, to show her how important she is. “I want you, Harper.”
Her fingers fist in my hair. “I want you too, Luke.”
I watch her closely. “But do you want me more than a fuck?”
She punches my shoulder. Then she punches it again. “If you ask me that ever again, I’m arresting you for being an idiot.”
The ferocity in her expression is the balm I didn’t know I needed. I feel a smile hover at the edges of my mouth but I try to keep it under wraps. I know better than to provoke my woman.
She punches me again. “Are you going to say it or what?”
I still. I know what she means—I have an instinct when it comes to Harper that I’ve only ever had with Jake and Mason.
She uses my hair to pull me down. “Tell me, Bennett. I love you too much to fuck around about this.”
My heart stops. “You love me?” My voice is so hoarse with emotion I barely recognize it.
“Haven’t you been paying attention?” Whatever she sees in my expression makes her soften. She lifts her head and gives me the sweetest kiss I’ve ever received.
I fall into it. Then I rest my forehead against hers, my eyes closed. “No one’s ever told me they love me.”
“Ever?” she asks softly, holding me tighter.
I shake my head. “I grew up in foster care. When I aged out, I immediately went into the Army. Love isn’t exactly a tenet of either of those systems.”
“Then it’s a good thing you found me.”
Opening my eyes, I kiss her, slow and deep, trying to pour everything I feel into it. But I know she deserves more—she deserves it all—so I hold her face, my thumb tracing her lowerlip. “I love you, Harper, and I want more of this. More mornings. More nights. Moreyou.”