Barrett nodded, then gave his brother a look. “Take your time.”
“Yeah, well I’ve got some people I need to meet up with, so I’ll probably be back late.”
Harmony got the idea some subtle messaging had just gone on between Barrett and Flynn.
After Flynn and Amelia left, Barrett turned to her. “Finally, we’re alone.”
She walked into his arms and threaded her fingers into his hair. “And what do you want to do with this alone time?”
He wound his arms around her. “I’m taking you to the cottage, closing and locking the damn door and getting you naked. Then I’m going to lick you all over until you come.”
She shivered at the mental images of his tongue on her. “And yet you’re standing still. Get your ass moving, Barrett.”
Twenty-Four
Barrett was always happy with meeting new people and spending time with his family. He’d had a great day playing tourist with Harmony and having dinner with Flynn and Amelia, but now he wanted to get Harmony alone.
He led her out back and to the cottage, and, true to his word, locked the door behind him. His message to Flynn about needing alone time with Harmony had hit the mark. Not that he needed to kick Flynn out of his own house. He just didn’t want his brother to come knocking on the door of the cottage.
Flynn knew what was what. He wouldn’t be coming around.
Now he could focus on the gorgeous woman in front of him.
Harmony turned around and backed her way into the bedroom, kicking off her sandals and shimmying out of her dress along the way.
Today she wore light purple satin underwear, and as he made his way toward her, she pulled down the comforter and climbed onto the bed, kneeled and spread her legs, sliding her hand into her panties.
His cock went hard in an instant. Hell, he’d been semi-hard all night just being around her. There was something about listening to her talk, hearing her laugh and being close enough to touch her that drew his balls up tight and made his dick hard.
And as he drew closer to the bed, her scent filled the air around them, a sweet, musky scent that made him want to put his tongue on her clit and make her come over and over again.
He pulled his shirt off, kicked off his shoes, then shrugged out of his pants and boxer briefs.
She smiled at him. “Never saw a man get naked that fast.”
“I want your skin next to mine. Now let’s get you naked.”
He climbed onto the bed and slid his hands around her neck, tilting her head back. Her gaze met his.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you all night,” he said.
He started the kiss, light and easy at first. When her tongue slipped out to rim against his lips, he caught her tongue, sucked it into his mouth and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
She grabbed hold of his cock, sliding her hand over the shaft, using her thumb to circle the crest and dragging her hand down to the base. Her soft hand on him made his cock tighten, made him want to thrust into her hand over and over until he released.
But he restrained himself, because he wanted to be inside of her. He broke the kiss and trailed his fingers over her neck and collarbone, then teased the swells of her breasts, watching them rise and fall with her deep breaths. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, pulling the straps down her arms. After freeing her breasts, he cupped them in his hands, using his thumbs to swirl over her nipples, watching them tighten to sharp points.
She moaned in response, so he gave her more, this time with his mouth, circling one bud with his lips, flicking his tongue over it before covering it with his mouth and sucking.
“Barrett,” Harmony said.
He liked hearing her say his name, especially when he had his mouth around one of her nipples. Her voice had lowered to almost a whisper, and she arched against his mouth, feeding him more of her soft flesh. He was more than happy to make her moan out his name. He intended to hear it more than once tonight.
So while he sucked back and forth on both her nipples, he slid his hand inside her panties and cupped her sex.
She whimpered when he slid his fingers inside of her, using the heel of his hand to rock against her clit. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, gripping him as he stroked her in soft, rhythmic movements.
“Yes. Oh, yes just like that. Make me come, Barrett. Make me come hard.”
He lifted his mouth from her breasts, needing to see her face when she let go. “Tell me how it feels, Harmony. Tell me what you need.”
She reached down to grip his wrist. “I need your fingers fucking me, in and out. Faster now, and rub my clit harder.”
He loved a woman who could give direction, who knew exactly where and how she wanted it. He was happy to give it to her. It made his dick throb to watch the way she licked her lips, the way she was in tune to her own body’s needs and went after it.
“That’s it, babe,” he said, feeling the way her body responded with moisture, the way she shook all over as she fought for her orgasm. “You gonna come on my hand?”
“Yes, yes. All over it.”
He gave her everything she asked for, soaking in every whimper, every moan, and when she came, she tilted her head back and cried out, thrusting her pussy against his hand and taking his mouth in a fierce kiss that made him desperate to fuck her and fuck her hard. Her pussy gripped his fingers in an undulating vise of quivering waves until she finally settled.
But he wasn’t nearly finished with her yet. He pushed her down onto the mattress, removed her panties, and grabbed a condom. He put it on and spread her legs, then drove inside of her while she was still quaking from her orgasm.