All Chapters of Paperwork and Hearthbeats: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Harper moaned as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. Oliver’s breath caught in his throat as her moan filled the room, the sound vibrating directly against his ear. Each inch he sank deeper into her warmth felt like coming home, a physical confirmation of everything he had been craving. “Jesus Christ,” he gritted out, his forehead resting against hers as he paused to catch his breath. “You are so tight around me. It is incredible.” His hands tightened on her hips possessively, thumbs digging into the soft flesh as he fought for control. The heat building between their bodies was overwhelming– the slick friction of skin against skin combined with the intoxicating scent of her arousal filling his senses. “Tell me you feel this good,” he pleaded roughly, beginning to move again with slow, deliberate thrusts. “Tell me I am not imagining how perfect we fit together.”“It feels amazing,” Harper encouraged,

The first thing Oliver sees when entering Harpers bathroom is the floating vanity with a white countertop and integrated double sinks, each with their own modern chrome faucets. The vanity itself has a combination of white cabinet doors and open wooden shelving underneath, where neatly folded dark towels are stored. On the countertop, there are small, carefully arranged accessories– soap dispensers, a tray with toiletries, and a diffuser. A wide rectangular mirror spans the wall above the vanity, reflecting parts of the bathroom and showing additional cabinetry and a towel rack behind. Besides the vanity, in the corner is a built-in bathtub with a sleek, rectangular design, finished in glossy white and above it runs a horizontal band of medium grey tiles that wrap around the room at about mid-wall height. A simple chrome faucet is mounted on the wall on the medium-grey tiles above the bathtub.The upper walls are painted a soft white and above the tub, two framed black

“Oliver!” Harper cried out as her orgasm ripped through her. The sound of his name tearing from her lips was the final trigger Oliver needed. A guttural roar ripped from his chest as his own release slammed into him with blinding force. His entire body went rigid against hers, muscles locking up as he poured himself completely into her welcoming heat. “Fuck! Yes!” he cried out, burying his face against the back of her neck. His hips pumped erratically against hers as waves of pleasure crashed over him, stealing his breath and strength. For several moment after their both climaxed, neither of them moved except for the occasional shudder that wracked Oliver’s frame. The water continued its steady rhythm against their bodies while steam billowed around both of them in a haze of post-orgasmic bliss. When the tremors finally subsided, he pressed soft kisses along her shoulder blade before pulling gently away from her both physically and emotionally. Harper turned in the shower and leaned

The casual intimacy of being naked together in Harper’s personal space felt natural and comfortable in a way Oliver had not experienced with anyone else. “Perfect choice,” he approved as she pulled out a light blue silk night gown. “Action moves are definitely my speed. It gives me an excuse to put my arm around you without seeming creepy.” His gaze lingered on her movements as she holds the gown in front of her, the silk fabric draping and catching the light with a subtle sheen. As she lifts it, the material ripples gently, responding to even the smallest motion. She raises her arms and slips them through the straps, guiding the gown upward. The silk glides over her skin with almost no resistance, creating a smooth, continues motion rather than anything abrupt. As the garment settles over her shoulders, gravity pulls it downward, and it cascades along the contours of her body. Oliver appreciates how effortlessly attractive she looks even when simply ge

“If I am going to be your slutty CEO,” Oliver purred, leaning closer until his breath ghosted across Harper’s cheek. “Then you are officially my very beautiful assistant who knows exactly how to keep me in line.” With deliberated slowness, his fingers worked to loosen the fluffy tie holding the robe shut. The fabric fell open revealing more of his sculpted torso and the defined lines of his shoulders. “You have no idea how much I have wanted you to tell me I look sexy. Saying it out loud makes it even better,” he admitted quietly, his icy blue eyes fixed on hers intently. “You always look sexy,” Harper said while her gaze roamed his exposed form. “This look is just lewder.” She leaned forward so her lips brushed against his.Oliver’s breath hitched as Harper’s lips met his, the suddenness of the kiss catching him off guard in the best possible way. His hands instinctively came up to cup her face, th