Make love to you
Harvey arrives at Donna's apartment after midnight, takes off all but his underwear, brushes his teeth, and slips into his girlfriend's bed—a sensation that brings him immense satisfaction. Donna lies on her side, curled up in black silk pajamas consisting of shorts and a top. Harvey becomes the big spoon, enveloping her completely and planting sweet kisses along the curve of her neck. She purrs in response, keeping her eyes closed.
"Hey..." he murmurs, softly trailing his nose across her skin and his fingers from her buttocks to her thigh. However, she remains unresponsive. "Don't pretend to be asleep," he says with a chuckle. "Should I find a way to wake you up?"
"Harvey, we haven't had proper sleep in 4 weeks," she complains, whimpering.
"And who the hell cares about getting proper sleep when I can make love to you?" he whispers, pressing his crotch against her ass.
"Harvey..." she laughs.
"No," he shakes his head, playfully tickling her with his nose. "All the self-control I had with you, I've already exhausted over the years. Now that I can make love to you, I can't and don't want to hold back," he sensually murmurs in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe, which makes her hum.
"My willpower to resist you has also been depleted over the years," she chuckles, raising her arm to press his face against her neck. "But promise me you'll be quick. I really need to sleep," she complains.
Harvey smirks and trails his nose behind her ear. "As fast as effective in putting you to sleep like a baby," he whispers, slipping his hand under her shirt until he reaches one of her breasts and gently squeezes it until she softly moans.
Damn. She will never be able to resist him again.