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Makenna
His lips were warm against mine. I couldn’t have moved away even if I’d wanted to—and right now, I didn’t. He slipped his hands beneath my nightshirt and cupped my naked butt, drawing me closer. And when he deepened the kiss, it was as if he was reaching all the way down to my soul and stirring a need inside me.
I’d been fighting my attraction to Nash since the moment I laid eyes on him. I vowed to stay away from men, at least for a while, until I could get my head screwed on straight.
Who the hell makes a vow like that? It was crazy stupid, and my gut told me this was right.
I curled my fingers around the back of his head, pulling him closer, letting him know I wanted him as much as he wanted me. Something close to a growl came from him.
He moved his hand around to the front, between my legs, stroking me. My body began to tremble from head to feet. I closed my eyes. God yes, this felt so fucking good.
He began to back up, moving closer to the wall. “It’s too cool out here.”
Maybe it was because we were surrounded in darkness, I didn’t know for sure, but I was afraid that if we moved from the porch the spell would be broken. I didn’t want to stop. I took a step away from him. He groaned with disappointment.
“I like the temperature,” I said as I kicked off my shoes and slipped out of my jacket, letting it fall to the floor. I reached for the hem of my nightshirt and pulled it over my head. I was completely naked. Goosebumps popped up all over my body. “Make me feel warm again,” I told him.
That was all the encouragement he needed. He flung his hoodie away from him, then practically tore off his t-shirt. I watched unabashedly. He toed off his shoes, his socks were next. I was growing damp with need by the time he pushed the metal button through the buttonhole of his jeans and slid his zipper down.
They say anticipation can kill you. Right now, I believed it. He shoved out of his jeans and his briefs at the same time, then kicked them away. I didn’t move, hell, I didn’t even think I was breathing as I took in all of him. The sinewy muscles, the six pack abs, his thick cock.
My gaze drifted over him, then slowly returned until I met his gaze once more. “Naked looks really good on you, too,” I said and stepped closer, until our bodies were pressed against each other. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been intimate.”
“I’ll be gentle,” he said.
I laughed. “I won’t. I want you to fuck me fast, and I want you to fuck me hard.”
“It’s always a challenge with you, isn’t it?”
“Always.” I pushed lightly on his shoulders until the back of his knees bumped the bench behind him. He sat with a hard slap to his bare ass. I straddled him, pushing my pussy against his cock, then rubbing against him. I gasped and closed my eyes. “Oh my God, yes. This feels so fucking good,” I said close to his ear.
He pulled me in tighter, his hands on my ass. “That’s it, right there,” he said. He brought one hand up, squeezing my breast, tugging on the nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
Quivers of need rippled over me. “More, I need more.”
“Hang on,” he told me.
I tightened my arms around his neck. He leaned forward, grabbing his jeans, then searched through each pocket.
“Fuck,” he exclaimed, throwing his jeans down and grabbing his hoodie. He searched through the pockets until he pulled out a condom.
I laughed. I couldn’t help it.
He glared at me as he ripped across the foil with his teeth, then spit it out. “Not funny.”
“Absolutely not,” I solemnly told him.
He quickly rolled it on, then raised me up, and slowly brought me down, impaling me on him. All laughter ceased. I only wanted to feel him entering me. The man was huge and thick. I leaned forward and ran my tongue down the side of his neck. I needed to taste him.
He drew in a deep breath.
When I had taken all of him, he paused, letting me adjust to his size.
“Yes, I like that,” I whispered, then wiggled against him.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.”
I did as he asked.
When he stood. I hugged him tight around the neck. I shouldn’t have worried that he would drop me. He pulled me in nearer, holding me close, but keeping us locked together. I’d had sex before, but never like this. Not when I felt as if every part of my body was engaged. It was exquisite. It was torture. I wanted more.
He moved inside me, taking me to the edge, then slowly brought me back, only to repeat everything again.
Our breathing grew ragged. I moved against him. He grit his teeth. I leaned closer, running my tongue across his chest. It was his undoing. He began to pump faster inside me. I tightened my inner muscles. He groaned.
He grabbed my hips, moving in, then out. Harder. Faster. I closed my eyes and let myself be enveloped in his erotic world where the only thing that mattered was an earth shattering climax. Reaching for the stars and holding on when you grabbed one.
Then not thinking at all.
Only feeling.
My body began to quiver as my orgasm shook me to the very core of my being. This was what I’d been waiting for all my life. I just hadn’t known it until now.
Nash stiffened and groaned.
I opened my eyes and watched him come. If a man could be described as beautiful, then that was how he looked to me right at this moment. Wild, primitive, raw with emotion. I’d never seen a man in the throes of passion. The lights were always off. What a fucking waste.
I’d never made love outside either. Another first. Definitely not the last time, though. Other than my vibrator, this had been the best sex I’d ever had. Actually, it was even better than my vibrator.
Nash opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled. I returned it.
A breeze rippled over me. I shivered.
“Let’s go inside before we both freeze to death, although this would be a hell of a way to die.” He lifted me and set my feet on the porch. Before he completely released me, he pulled me into his arms for a long kiss.
When the kiss ended, I sighed. “I don’t think I’m as cold as I was a moment ago.”
He shook his head. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
He grabbed his clothes. I did the same and we hurried to the door, not bothering to put them on until we were inside. We were giggling like school kids as we hurried into the warmth of the house.
I quickly put my fingers to my lips. “Shh, I don’t want to wake Sam. Just this morning, I told her I’d sworn off men. She’d never let me live this down.”
He turned to shut the door and lock it.
“Live what down,” Sam asked as she came from the kitchen with a pint of ice cream and a spoon.
She looked at the two of us, taking in the fact that I was holding my clothes in front of me. Nash quickly turned, shielding his front.
“I had a sweet tooth, so I raided your freezer. It looks as if y’all couldn’t sleep either,” she drawled as she started up the stairs, never missing a step. “Nice ass, Nash.”
Well, hell. I looked at Nash and shrugged. “She’s right.”
His grin was slow and sexy. “I told you I had a nice ass.”
I punched him on the arm. “No, not that. She’s never going to let me live this down.” I glanced behind him. “And okay, you do have a really nice ass.”
“You think so?” he grinned.
I rolled my eyes heavenward. I had a feeling there was going to be no living with the guy now.
But he did have a nice ass.
I quickly pulled on my clothes because now I was cold. Nash excused himself and headed toward the bathroom. He was just returning as I finished dressing. I glanced his way. He’d pulled on his jeans and t-shirt, but was still barefoot.
“If you don’t quit staring at me, I’ll think you want to have sex again,” Nash said.
My body began to grow warm with need.
“Nope, you hesitated too long.” He covered the distance between us with a few steps and scooped me up in his arms.
I reacted instinctively and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m quite capable of walking on my own.”
He paused at the bottom of the stairs. “Then that’s a yes, you do want to have sex?”
By now, my nipples had tightened to hard nubs as my need began to grow. “Yes, I want to have sex with you again. Once was just not enough.”
My hold around his neck tightened as he practically ran up the staircase and down the hallway to his room. He leaned forward just enough to turn the knob, turned sideways to go inside, then kicked the door shut with his foot.
“I’m guessing you want to have sex as well.” I clamped my lips together to keep from smiling.
He set me on my feet, then took my hand and placed it over his erection. I had no doubt about what he wanted. “Do you mind if I take a shower first?”
He waved toward his bathroom. “Be my guest.”
Except he followed me into the bathroom. He unabashedly watched as I pulled my night shirt over my head and tossed it on to the counter. It was kind of erotic having him watch me. I turned on the water and as soon as it was warm, stepped inside. He still hadn’t moved except to lean against the bathroom counter.
My back was to him. If he wanted a show, I’d give him one. I took the brown mesh sponge and poured a dollop of body wash on it. When I had a good lather going, I turned to face him. I leisurely began to run it over my arms, my neck, then my breasts. Then I did something I never would’ve thought I was capable of doing while a man watched me. I pinched one nipple, then bit my bottom lip.
Actually, it felt pretty good. I glanced at Nash. Sweat beaded his forehead, and I didn’t think it was from the steam coming off the shower. I slid the sponge over my abdomen, teasing, then dipping down between my legs. As soon as the mesh sponge touched my clit I began to tremble. Putting on a show for Nash had heightened my sexual awareness. I moved the sponge to my breasts again before dipping down once more.
Through veiled eyelashes, I watched as Nash straightened and pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the floor. He pushed the button through on his jeans, and slid the zipper down before shoving them to the floor. In one fluid movement, he stepped out of them, then joined me in the shower.
“I’ve never met a woman quite like you,” he said as he turned me to face him. He lowered his mouth to mine in a deep sensuous kiss. His naked body pressed against me.
“You mean one who climbs mountains?”
“That, too. I’ve never had a woman that was so confident in her sexuality.”
He thought I was confident? He couldn’t be further from the truth. I shook my head. “I’ve never been this open with anyone other than you. I don’t think I can hold back with you.”
“I would never want you to.”
He moved to the built-in bench and sat down. His eyes were clouded with passion. Instinctively, I knew what to do. I straddled him, but before I could slip myself onto his cock, he took one of my breasts into his mouth and began to suck, rolling the nipple around with his tongue. I gasped as heat pooled between my legs. He released the nipple and moved to the other breast to gave it equal attention. I didn’t even realize I was pushing my pussy against his cock, rubbing against him, until he groaned and pulled me closer.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
He must’ve brought a condom into the shower with him. He quickly slid it on. I lowered my body onto him one... slow... inch...at a time until he was buried inside me. For a moment, we didn’t move. We only held each other and let the sensations swirl around us. Then, I slowly began to move. I rose up, then lowered myself on him once again.
Going slow was good. It was as if my awareness of him was heightened. I felt every breath he took as if it were my own. I opened my eyes and watched him as I began to move faster. He grasped my ass and began to move with the motion. My eyes drifted closed as he picked up the pace.
In and out. In and out.
My body tightened as I was enveloped in his heat. Something happened in that moment. I couldn’t describe it. There was some kind of connection.
I cried out when I reached orgasm. He followed right behind me. I laid my head on his shoulder as quivers ran up and down my spine.
“Did you feel it?” he asked.
I closed my eyes tight. “You’re only supposed to be a brief affair. Nothing more.”
“Then you did feel it.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“I think it does.”
“I won’t let it.”
“How can you stop it?”
Dammit, I didn’t have the answer. Nash was only supposed to be a good time. I didn’t want anything permanent.
Fuck, I was in trouble.