Chapter 227: Don’t Collapse
** Harper **
Harper’s brain hit a pause.
She had read about this position in books before. Facesitting or queening or whatever people called it. The novelty of those scenes had always been intriguing to her, naturally, but ... she hadn’t ever tried to imagine doing it herself ...
She looked down, a bit uncertain, and her eyes met the electrifying ocean blue staring back at her. Across a full view of her body from one of the smuttiest angles.
"Yes?" Eli ran his hand slowly along her thigh, and the soft tingles from his touch made her breath hitch. "Don’t tell me you’re suddenly turning shy on me, after watching me ’unravel and lose control for you’ without batting an eye?"
"..."
Harper bit her lips. She wasn’t feeling particularly shy today, not after they finally opened up all their secrets to each other and especially not after what she had already done to him earlier. But still ... She contemplated, wondering how she should put this into words.
"Isn’t it ... isn’t it kind of unfair if I’m just ... sitting on top of you, and you won’t be able to move away if you want to?"
Eli blinked, as if that was the last question he expected to hear. Then he actually laughed. "Are you seriously assuming that I’d ever want to move away?" The puff of his breath tickled her core, eliciting another involuntary shiver creeping up her spine. "You know how addicted I am to every scrumptious feast you prepare for me, Harper, and don’t get me started on how exquisite you look from this angle."
... Surely he had a strange definition for "exquisite", if he was referring to the sight of her spreading her legs as far open as she could, crotch drenched wet, hovering so close above his face that she could almost—
Her thoughts slammed to a stop when his hand grazed past the top of her thigh, sliding down her center to stroke that soaked piece of fabric at her crotch.
"If it really bothers you though, you don’t have to put all your weight down." He drew in a deep inhale, with a sound that could only be interpreted as an intoxicated sigh. "But trust me, I will only be thrilled if you do. I want this — as much as you want to see me lose it at your mercy, I want the same for myself. I want the pleasure of taking care of my girl and knowing what I’m able to make her feel."