The Owner's Box

Chapter 32

Harlow POV

Saint shoved me back hard until my back slammed against the wall.

"Fuck," I grunt as she wraps her hand around the back of my neck, pulling me down to meet her.

Our lips crash together, and in an instant, a tightness coils in my stomach.

Her other hand moves to my breast, squeezing it roughly, drawing a moan from me.

Our lips move in sync, the kiss sloppy and wet. I felt the raw emotion pouring out of her and into me.

Saint pushed up against me as we both continued this dance with our tongues.

The sudden knocking at the door snapped me back to reality, but even as it persisted, we didn't stop. Saint finally pulled away, biting her lip as she looked at me.

"Want to get out of here?" I asked, still breathless. She nodded.

"My place?" I tried again, straightening my shirt. Another shake of the head.

"Yours?" I asked.

"Nah," Saint replied, wiping a bit of her chapstick from the corner of my mouth.

I took the opportunity to snake my tongue around her finger, sucking on it while maintaining eye contact, waiting for her response. The soft moan that escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered closed told me I had her attention.

Gotcha.

"How'd you get here?" she asked, her voice a bit huskier now.

"My driver's outside. I rarely drive when I go out," I said, my heart pounding.

"Okay, let's go." Saint bit her lip at me before turning to exit the restroom, and like the puppy I am, I followed right behind her.

Bark.

Not long after, we pulled up to a hotel. I reached for my card to pay, but Saint refused, taking care of it herself.

Before the door of our room could close all the way we were already ripping each other clothes off. We didn't bother with the lights or anything.

No words were exchanged between us. The only music to our ears was the sound of zippers and kisses.

We stood at the edge of the bed once we'd shed ourselves of ever last bit of clothing.

"Fuck I missed you," I grunted as Saint reached down and grabbed my ass. Squeezing before giving me a light slap.

She doesn't respond. Just continues to kiss me feverishly.

"Mm," I grunt out. Quickly feeling the wetness between my legs multiply. I never knew that I would secretly—well not so secretly anymore—like that sort of thing but I do.

I eventually push her down to the bed. She backs up to the middle of the bed and I crawl to her.

I crawl up to her on all fours. Taking in the features on her face. Not believing we're really here right now.

I guess I was moving too slow because Saint quickly turns us over so she could be on top. I immediately wrap my hands around her waist.

She begins to move up and down one of my legs grinding on it. Needing some sort of traction. I guide her up and down feeling the wetness on my legs as she bites on my jaw.

Saint kisses me long and hard before eventually she moves up my body until she's towering over me. Her hands resting on the headboard for support.

"Open," she says to me lowly.

And I do.

She lowers her pussy down and onto my mouth. Her breath hitches and it feels like she's stopped breathing for a moment.

She eventually let out a long deep moan when my mouth makes contact with her warmth. She holds herself steady above me as I go to work.

She feels slick against my mouth. I lick up and down her folds. Pulling one of her lips into my mouth and sucking before moving on to the other one.

Saint is a moaning mess already and I'm just really getting started. I run my tongue along her hole before going up again and attach my mouth to her clit.

I suck on her and Saint begins moaning uncontrollable as she begins to slowly grind on my mouth.

I moan when she does this.

I move my hands up to her ass to help guide her above me. I feel her legs beginning to shake.

"Gah damn you feel so good," I hear say from above me.

I look up and she's already looking down at me. She bites her lip as her chest start to fill up.

I slap her ass just as Saints legs begin to shake.

We held constant eye contact, the intensity between us never wavering. One of my hands gripped her ass firmly, while the other slowly made its way to her entrance.

Without breaking eye contact, I slid two fingers inside her, feeling her body respond immediately.

"Mm fuck," Saint lets out a breath, her back arching as her breath hitches.

I suck on her clit a little harder and her eyes roll back.

It was beautiful watching her from this position. I love the feeling of her above me grinding on my face.

Her face was flush as her lips parted a little. The heels of her feet pushing into the sides of my ribs.

I curled my fingers inside of her, immediately feeling her clench around them.

She finally loses balance as her legs shake and her thighs come down on each side of my face.

"Yea, fuck me," Saint grits out as I pump my fingers into her faster.

Her wetness begins to flow out of her, coming down my chin and jaw. I feel it drip down my throat.

I hold Saint in place as she lets out the most guttural moan and she hunches over me.

I don't stop. I continue lapping up her sweetness as she shook above me.

Saint eventually slides down my body, signaling that she is now sensitive. She crawls down my body until we are face to face. She uses her tongue and licks at up the wetness around my jaw before kissing me deeply.

We hold each other for a moment, before I get out of the bed and start the shower for her. We both get in and take a shower together.

I hold her close to me as we let the water wash over us.

I left before Saint did and called for more sheets to be delivered. I took the old ones off and replaced them before she got out of the shower.

When Saint arrived out of the shower, I'm standing naked in front of the tv. She comes up behind me and kisses my back and I sigh into her.

"Come on," she says grabbing my hand and pulling me to the bed.

I get in with the remote in my hand. She takes it away and turns on an episode of Power before pulling me back into her arms.

I missed this feeling. I missed this woman. She eventually pulls me to face her. We stare each other in the eyes for a few moments and I feel like she's searching for something.

When she finds what it is she lowers her mouth to mine. I just can never imagine myself away from these soft lips again.

Her mouth against mine feeling like home. 

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A/N

So that happened...

 I am so disappointed that the Chicago Sky just lost to the Connecticut Sun blah blah