Faking It With The Hockey Star

Justin’s POV

The moment Harper’s fingers tightened on my collar and she whispered Let’s go inside, every thread of control I had carefully maintained for months shattered into dust.

I let her lead me through the glass back doors, but the second we crossed the threshold, instinct took over. Out of pure habit and because I wasn’t taking a single chance with her I reached behind my back, pushed the double doors shut, and turned the heavy deadbolt into place. We were on a private stretch of shore, but right now, the entire world outside was an unwanted distraction.

The lock clicked softly, and the quiet inside the room suddenly felt heavy, charged, and thick with oxygen.

I didn’t let her walk another step. Reaching out, I cupped her waist, spun her around to face me, and backed her gently against the nearest wall.

"Justin " she gasped, her hands immediately flying to my shoulders.

"Shh," I growled softly, leaning down to press a deep, lingering kiss right between her eyebrows. "I’ve got you."

I took complete control. My mouth traced down from her forehead to her temple, down the curve of her cheek, before hovering over her ear. I pressed a slow, heated kiss to her sensitive earlobe, taking a satisfaction in the way her breath hitched instantly.

"Justin... please," she moaned, her head tilting back against the wall to give me complete access to her throat.

My hands slid down her back, moving past her waist to cup the full curve of her rear. I squeezed firmly, kneading her soft skin through the fabric of her dress, and a sweet, desperate groan spilled from her lips straight into the quiet room. The sound of her undoing drove me completely wild. My chest was heaving, my pulse hammering so loud in my ears that I could barely think.

I kissed my way down the slope of her neck, my teeth lightly grazing the sensitive dip above her collarbone, while my hands continued to knead and lift her closer to me.

"I have wanted to do this for so long," I rasped against her skin, my voice thick and raw. "You have no idea how many nights I laid awake wanting to touch you right here."

"Justin... oh god, Justin," she whimpered, her hands tangling tightly in my hair. Her fingers gripped the back of my head, pulling me closer, burying my face into the crook of her neck as if she couldn’t get me near enough.

I worked the back zip of her strapless gown down, letting the top half spill open to expose the soft swell of her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the sight of her bare, golden skin in the dim light nearly brought me to my knees.

My hands moved around front, cupping her fullness, my fingers massaging the soft flesh before settling over her sensitive, rose-colored peaks. I rolled and flicked the hardened tips between my thumbs, and Harper let out a high, breathy cry that vibrated straight through my core.

"Stay right there," she pleaded softly, her fingers locking into my hair, holding my head firmly as I lowered my mouth to her chest.

I took one swollen nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hardened point before nibbling gently. Her grip in my hair tightened desperately, pinning me against her as she gasped for air. I took my time, laving and worshipping every inch of her until she was trembling completely in my arms.

Finally, I pulled back, breathing heavily. My heart was pounding like a sledgehammer. I guided her over to the plush sectional in the living room and sat down, intending to pull her onto my lap.

Instead, Harper surprised me.

She slid out of my hold, dropping straight down to her knees between my spread legs. Her dark eyes looked up at me through a haze of heavy desire, her hands resting softly on my thighs.

I froze, my breath catching in my throat. "Harper... baby, what are you doing?"

"Just let me," she whispered, her voice laced with a shy yet bold determination.

I swallowed hard, placing my hands on the cushion behind me. "Okay. Go ahead."

With trembling fingers, she unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped the fly, and freed me. My hips twitched involuntarily at the cool air, but the moment her warm, soft hands cupped me, a low growl tore from my throat.

She leaned forward and took me into her mouth.

It was a little clumsy she was hesitant, taking her time to figure out the rhythm, her lips wrapping tightly around me as she tried to find her depth. But the sheer fact that it was her, doing this for me, sent an intense wave of heat straight to my gut.

"Oh, my girl..." I gasped out, my head falling back against the couch cushions. "You’re doing so good, Harper... such a good girl for me."

The moment those words left my mouth, Harper froze for a split second. A deep, involuntary moan chest-bubbled out of her throat right against me. Her eyes fluttered shut, rolling back beneath her eyelids in absolute, undeniable ecstasy.

I snapped my head forward, staring down at her in complete revelation. Oh.

A wicked, breathless realization washed over me. She didn’t just like hearing it she craved it. The praise hit her like a drug, undoing her completely.

A slow grin spread across my face, my fingers immediately weaving into her soft hair, guiding her gently.

"That’s it, baby," I rasped, leaning closer so my voice echoed deep in her ears. "Look at you... taking me so well. What a perfect, good girl you are."

Another shattered, breathless moan vibrated off her lips, and she suddenly took me deeper, her pace growing frantic, her mouth wet and greedy as she drank in every word of praise I threw at her.

"Yes, right there. Good girl... so obedient for your man," I groaned, holding her hair as her rhythm grew intense, slurping and working me with a sudden, incredible passion. "Fuck, Harper... you’re doing so amazing."

The visual of her on her knees, completely wrecked by my words, combined with the unbelievable sensation of her mouth, pushed me over the edge far faster than I had intended.

Before I could pull away, a heavy, overwhelming wave of pleasure crashed over me. I gasped out her name, holding her head gently as I came hard, my entire body locking up in intense relief.

Harper swallowed down every drop, leaning her cheek against my thigh as we both panted for air in the quiet room.

"Damn," I breathed, running my hand through her hair, wiping a stray tear of pleasure from her flushed cheek. "I definitely did not plan on coming that fast... but fuck, baby. You were incredible."

She beamed up at me, her eyes hazy, practically glowing from the approval.

"Come here," I murmured, standing up and sweeping her effortlessly into my arms.

She was completely floaty, high on the intense rush of the moment. She wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face against my collarbone as I carried her down the short hallway into the master bedroom.

I set her down beside the grand king-sized bed. Slowly, deliberately, I peeled the rest of her dress down her body until she stood completely bare before me. Then, I kicked off my shoes, unbuckled my belt, and stripped off my own clothes, leaving nothing between us.

She stood there in the soft moonlight filtering through the curtains, her chest heaving, looking up at me with absolute, unfiltered trust and desire.

I stepped close, my hands coming up to frame her flushed face, my thumbs tracing her lower lip.

"Baby," I whispered, my voice dripping with raw emotion and reverence. "Do you want to keep going? Do you want more than this?"

Harper looked directly into my eyes, her lips parting as she nodded without a single second of hesitation

"Yes, please," she whispered softly. "Please, Justin."

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