Chapter 17 - Harvey

"Hold on. I'm coming!" Ana's irritated voice from the other side of the door does nothing to calm me down.

Because I woke up to a hotel bed full of pillows and no Anastasia. She snuck out on me this morning like I am some shameful one-night stand that she doesn't want sticking around for. Despite the fact that it's 5am and still dark outside, she is about to learn a very important lesson. Now that she opened this pandora's box, it's never closing again. Ever.

The front door swings open, and I immediately recognize my Harvard sweatshirt on her body. I gave that to her 14 years ago. She held on to it. Even though she was engaged until last week. And she is wearing it today. I get a little hard thinking about it. I hope he's not in the house today for what I'm about to do.

Ana's hair is wet and her face free of last night's makeup. She looks young and fresh. Did she try to wash away what we did like it never happened? I feel offended.

I slap a hand to the open door in case she thinks about shutting it in my face. "What you did was not nice" I say

"What did I do?" she asks, taking immediate offense.

I cross her door and pick her up with one hand on her ass. She wraps her legs around my hips and spears her fingers into my hair, pulling my head down to hers. Her mouth finds mine, and a bolt of relief slices through me. That means I didn't do something to fuck this up. She still wants me.

I kick the door closed and spin around to press her against the wall.

"I don't appreciate it when girls run away from me, Dr. Morgan" I say in a light tone as I hold her up

"Happens often?" she chuckles

"No!" I answer.

She is already frantically working the buttons of my shirt, and I know there is no chance in hell that I am going to make it to her bedroom.

I drag the sweatshirt off of her and throw it on the floor. Underneath, she is wearing one of those lacy bra tops that do nothing to hide her nipples from my eyes. And there is a small purple bruise just above her right nipple. She shoves a hand between us and finds my belt. She pulls me closer to her core and suddenly I need to be inside her again more than ever.

I kick the coffee table out of the way, spilling a pile of files onto the floor. We land on the couch. Her hands abandon my zipper and grip my shirt and I slide the waistband of her underwear down her legs.

I bury one hand in her hair and send the other diving between her legs. Soaking wet. I have been touching her 60 seconds tops, and her pussy is already ready for me.

My cock throbs against my pants, and I feel a hot burst of moisture flow from the tip. She moans against my mouth and grips my hair with one hand while the other one tries to push my shirt off my shoulder.

"So impatient..." I chuckle

"Shut up" she kisses me again as she shoves my pants down to my thighs.

I take my throbbing dick in one hand. I guide my swollen tip to her glistening entrance, and with one mean thrust, I embed myself inside her. Ana screams and I let out a guttural yell. I didn't prepare her for it. I didn't soften up her pussy with foreplay and teasing. And now she is holding me in a grip so tight it steals my breath.

"Breathe, Ana" I say through gritted teeth. "You need to relax" I rub on right under her stomach, feeling myself inside of her.

She takes a second. "Don't hold back on me, Specter'' she says

"That's my girl..." I smile.

I pull out a few inches, reveling in the slick, wet slide of her flesh against mine. She reaches around me and sinks her nails into my ass cheeks.

"Fuck..." I thrust into her, going deeper this time, gripping her hips so she can't wiggle away from me.

"God!" she yells

"Almost" I rasp.

"More. All of it, please" she begs which me having to ask for it.

So, I pull out almost to the tip and then I drive back in on a vicious upthrust. Her tight muscles fight against my invasion for an agonizing moment, and then something gives away and that final inch slides home. It is ecstasy. I'm fucking my way into heaven again.

She holds me in a tight wet clutch better than anything I'd ever experienced. Despite last night's activities, my balls feel so full they ache. My entire body is rigid with the desire to move.

I hold her pinned to the couch. Her legs spasm around my hips. I can feel the soft buds and the cold studs of her nipples as they rub against my chest. They bounce every time I bottom out inside her. I want to taste them again. I wanted to taste her again. I wanted to bury myself in her until I die.

I feel her walls tightening and I stop thrusting edging both of us. "You shouldn't have left me" I say and slam back into her.

"I'm not a shameful one-night stand or rebound" I say as I thrust into her with force.

Then I stop again. "And if you hadn't left, we could have been doing this in a bed. But you made me drive all the way here just to take you and your sweet pussy again" I add.

"You can afford the gas" she chuckles.

I pull out and slam back into her hard again. Until she's close. And I stop again.

"Fuck..." she groans.

I start fucking her again. Hard. Rougher than ever. "Take my cock like a good girl" I order.

That is all it takes. I feel her orgasm slam into her. It is familiar to me now. Those slick, tight inner walls clamp down on my aching erection as I impale her on it. My vision goes black as her pussy milks my dick with an explosion of waves.

I hold her and bury my face in her neck, hand gripping her hair. "Please don't come yet" she moans as she bucks under me, using my body to shamelessly ride out her release

"Why?" I ask harshly, feeling my balls were so full tight.

"I want more" she answers.

"Damnit..." I mutter.

Beads of sweat break out on my forehead and back as I push my need for release down. I hold there as her tremors finally settle to delicate squeezes. Her entire body vibrates from the orgasm.

"Then ask nicely" I demand.

Her lips curve in a smirk. She clenches her muscles around my throbbing dick. "Please fuck me so hard and deep that I have to think about you and your cock every time I sit down" she moans breathlessly.

I close my eyes and clench my jaw. I love knowing that she'd be thinking about me, remembering how I make her feel. But in order to keep myself from finishing, I need to stall. So, I pull out of her, and she protests. I bring her to the edge of the cushion. I toss her legs over my shoulders and I dive in.

"Oh God!" is her scream when I drag my tongue through her slick folds. Her thighs tremble on either side of my head.

"Open wider!" I order, teasing her with the tips of two fingers

"Harvey..." she begs, as she relaxes her thighs, letting her knees fall open on my shoulders.

Apparently the only way I could get this woman to do what I want is by keeping her on the brink of orgasm. Noted. I push my fingers inside her and her body responds immediately, heels digging into my back, thighs tensing, stomach tightening.

A soft cry escapes her as I curl my fingers, and the tension slowly begins to leave her legs again. I take the opportunity and dive between her legs. My tongue pushes around the hard bud of her clitoris as I pump my fingers into her precious little cunt. Her nails dig into my biceps as I hold her still.

She goes rigid again, but it doesn't matter, because I have access to everything I need. I can't get enough of her taste. I want to taste her as she comes again.

"Come for me" I growl against her.

She lets out a whimper and squirms against my grip. Her hands are fisted against the cushion. "Oh God, I can't--" she screams

"Don't you dare hold back on me" I reply, leaving her pussy momentarily

I add a third finger to her tight cunt and spread the lips of her sex with my opposite hand. My tongue finds her swollen clit with laser-like precision this time. She screams my name as her body tenses.

My balls tighten and my cock twitches as the pressure builds to painful heights.

And then she is coming, her beautiful body using my mouth and fingers to steal every ounce of pleasure she craves. She comes apart on me, and I can taste the glory of her release once again. I continue to work her until she goes limp under me. 

"Are you ok?" is the first thing I as as I hover over her.

"No. I'm never gonna be ok again" she answers, breathlessly.

I give her a little smirk. She puts her hand on my erection and it is so sudden I almost come in her hand. I grip her wrist and stop her.

"No" I say.

"Why not?" her hand tightens on my dick.

I push her head and shoulders down flat on the cushion. I kneel behind her, spread her legs, and adjust her hips until my tip is aligned with her needy cunt. Just the tiniest brush of that hot, tight little heaven that waits for me has me reaching.

"Please, Harvey!" she begs.

I buck forward, pushing my entire cock inside her in one thrust. Her scream is muffled by the cushion. I run my hands up her spine, over her shoulders, and down her arms.

I ease out and then use her hips to fuck my way back into her. Her pussy convulses around me when I hit that sweet spot. I slide my palms up to cup the heavy weight of her tits and used them for leverage as I begin to thrust. I squeeze those full perfect breasts as I fuck into her tight wet pussy.

"Oh my God!" she chants.

She is ready to come. All she needs is a little bit of pressure in exactly the right spot. I fucking love being in charge of her pleasure. Deciding when and how.

I release one breast and bring that hand between her legs. 

"Yes, Harvey... Yes!"

"And are you going to come for me again, Ana?" my finger finds her clit just as I give her nipple a hard tug and bury my cock as deep as possible. "Are you gonna come on my cock?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" she cries as her body clenches harder than ever.

And then she screams my name again and again as she finishes. And this time, when she falls apart convulsing around my cock I don't fight the overwhelming urge to let go. I let her throbbing pussy pull my release from me. I ejaculate inside of her harder than ever.

"That's my good girl" I whisper, exhausted and out of breath.