Chapter 28

Harvey caressed her cheek with the back of his hands and felt her shudder. Mia leaned her face into his touch and closed her eyes. With each rise and fall of her chest, her soul began reaching a state of tranquillity. She unclenched her fists at her side, her arms straight and unresponsive.

“You feel so warm.” Harvey whispered against her lips, his breath teasing her mouth open. Her eyes flickered open lazily at the sound of his voice, deep and husky. The sound surrounding her in a snug bubble.

“Are you planning on kissing me tonight?” she breathed against his lips, her eyes begging him to press his mouth against hers. She’d constructed and replayed multiple scenarios in her head regarding the progression of this particular moment. She’d fallen into the trap of romancing sex. It was clear that her obsession for romantic novels continued to give her unrealistic expectations when it came to intimacy.

The first time her convictions were shattered was when she lost her virginity to Gabriel. It happened before they were married, there was nothing romantic about it. He’d pulled her into the back seat of his car, soothed her with pretty words. She didn’t know what she was supposed to feel or how she was supposed to feel but once he was inside of her, it all felt wrong. Very wrong…

He didn’t want participation from her, she had seen it in his eyes. He wasn’t having sex with her; he was having sex with a body. She remembered him finishing in minutes. Her body sore in the aftermath, he’d pulled out of her, pulled his pants up and hopped back into the driver’s seat. “It’s getting late, I have a business meeting in an hour.” He’d told her, his eyes transfixed on his cell phone.

Mia hadn’t said a word, she pulled down her sun dress from around her hips and slid on her underwear. Gabriel had dropped her off without another word. She’d gone to bed in tears that night. Her body feeling violated to the point that she couldn’t stomach looking at herself in the mirror.
It was no better the other times they slept together, but she’d trusted him with her body and thought that she had to stay with him. It was difficult to consider ever allowing another man to be with her in that way so she stayed with the one that already did, finding pleasure in other aspects of their relationship. That is until he was unfaithful.

She was prepared this time, she knew sex would never measure up to the fantasy she wanted. It was impossible. No matter how much she sexualised Harvey, she was ready to be disappointed. Men were good at creating the mood but not good at following through consistently. She would enjoy what she could.
Harvey slid his hand from her face to the back of her neck, in response to her bold enquiry, a tiny smirk setting upon his lips. Mia was pulled back into the moment, Harvey’s touch setting a trail of fire to match his movements. He spread his fingers at the nape of her neck and squeezed slightly, Mia’s head rotated backwards, her eyes to the ceiling.

“Why are you so impatient, love?” he pressed a kiss at the base of her throat, he tucked his face in the crock of her neck and exhaled, his tongue drawing wet squiggly lines on her skin. Mia sighed and leaned into him, her legs turning into jelly beneath her.

“I intend to take my time with you.” He murmured into her ear, nipping her earlobes with his teeth. Mia’s entire body was overly sensitized. Her nipples pushed against the silk, her pores raised. Despite not knowing how to even begin the workings of a response, she didn’t think she could muster one
Harvey dragged the hand at her hip up her stomach, she trembled from his touch. The pressure of his hand forcing the silk against her skin sent strange sensations shooting upwards. She was beginning to feel him against her lower abdomen as he drove his lower body closer towards her. Mia was finding it hard to keep her brain involved; her hands automatically buried themselves in his hair. He squeezed her stomach, the palm of his hand groping her left breast.

Mia gasped. The sensation of his tongue against her neck, one of his hand holding her head in place and now his other hand massaging her breast was rendering her cognitive abilities shut. His fingers circled her taut nipple and he smiled into her neck. He placed a lingering kiss and pulled away, “Excited?” his lips where millimetres away from hers, both hands at a breast. His thumbs circling both of her hardened nipples. His mouth opening wider to mimic her reactions.

“You have the most beautiful reactions.” He bit down on his lower lip, puffing out the air in his lungs. Mia let her hands drop from his hair to rest on his arms, her eyes mirroring the movement of her hands. She slid her hands up and down, feeling his muscles until she snaked them up to his face, cupping it.

“Going to run away?” the words were barely audible, even to her own ears. She’d lost her train of thought again, his lips appearing succulent like a ripe fruit she needed to sample.

“Try it and see.” He lowered his head closer to her, leaving room for her to make the final movement.

Mia smirked, she raised up on her tip-toes and pressed her lips against his. Her control immediately ending, he’d taken over. He moved his lips against her like a wolf devouring its prey; ravenous and insatiable.

Mia whimpered against his lips, her body soaking wet for him, she pressed her body closer. Harvey grunted as she propelled her hips against his groin. He grabbed her hips and tore his lips away. Mia panted as she peered at him, was that disappointment in her eyes?

“If you keep pressing against me, this will be over faster than I want.” His forehead touching hers but he could tell she wasn’t paying attention; she rubbed the palms of her hands against his chest, her fingers working on his shirt buttons.

Harvey chuckled. He loved her enthusiasm, there was nothing sexier than a woman who knew what she wanted and Mia looked at him as if she wanted him alone. Would one night even be enough?

Mia pushed his shirt off his shoulders and it fell to the floor. She eyed the expanse of hair on his chest, her fingers circling around in them. Harvey was mesmerised by her. He reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it off her body.

Mia twisted uncomfortably, her hands falling in front of her. Harvey grabbed her wrists and pulled her away from her body. He sucked in a breath.

“My imagination would have never been able to do you justice.” he reached out and touched her bare breasts, enthralled by the way she hung her head back, bringing her shoulder up and rubbing her cheeks and ear against it. A small whimper vibrating from her throat.

“So sexy.” He took the opportunity as her eyes fell closed to move her lace panties to the side and sink a finger into her damp folds. He groaned, she was drenched for him.

Mia let out a startled cry, her eyes prying open and looking at him as if she’d just seen a ghost.

“Careful, love. You can make a man think it’s your first time.” He kissed her, her hands wrapping around his neck and drawing him closer. He added another finger and stroked her, her hips moving against his fingers, her lips pulling away from his as she moaned and cried against his own. Harvey was swept up in her sweet reactions, her cheeks becoming flushed, her neck damp from sweat.

He couldn’t stop himself, he buried his head in her neck, kissing and teasing her tender flesh as his fingers worked on her. Mia’s gripped tightened against his neck, pulling him. He could tell she was using all of her strength, he knew she was close.
Mia barely had opportunity to breathe through the waves of pleasure rocking her body much less for rational thought. This was unchartered territory for her. His fingers felt so warm and slick inside of her and her body was reacting wantonly, worse of all, Harvey was egging her on. Any embarrassment she might have felt at this complete stranger touching her body was replaced by sheer excitement and astonishment.

“Good girl.” He whispered, licking her lips with his hot tongue. Mia gasped louder than she ever thought possible, her voice echoing throughout the room, the sound finding its way into her ear as her body shuddered, her grip on him loosened, her chest heaved. Her heart felt over worked as she slumped against him, her legs unable to hold her upright.

“I finished.” Her head was on his shoulder and his arms around her waist holding her up. She said the words mostly to herself. This was the first time that had ever happened.