Harpers hands moved down to work on the buckle of Oliver’s belt, while she muttered, “I am ready.” A low, guttural sound rumbled in his chest as her fingers worked at his belt buckle. His hips bucked involuntarily against her touch, the promise of release making his entire body tense with anticipation. “Yes,” he breathed out harshly, abandoning her breasts to grip her waist tightly. “Get them off. I need to feel you against me without anything in between.” The metallic click of his belt being undone was obscenely loud in the quiet bedroom. Oliver kicked off his shoes aggressively before helping her shove his pants down past his hips, revealing the straining outline of his erection through his black boxers. “Look what you do to me,” he murmured, voice thick with need as he guided her hand t
