SIXTEEN
Avery
There were so many reasons why I should have stopped this. But the truth was, I didn’t want to. I wanted this as much as he’d said I did. I’d fought it all the way to his house.
Inside, in the warmth, in his space, alone but together, I couldn’t resist any longer.
I opened for him, allowing his tongue in my mouth. A wintry burst of mint hit my senses as a fire so consuming built inside me. His hand slid down my arm before reaching for the hem of my shirt. I didn’t stop him. I looped my arms around his neck and lifted on my toes to deepen our kiss.
When his cool hands found bare skin under my shirt, I shivered. He brushed his fingers over my belly, sending butterflies into flight before heading north. My nipples tightened in anticipation.
How long had it been since I’d been touched?
He cupped one breast before using his other hand under my ass and lifting me up. Then his hardness was pressed against the juncture between my legs. Sweet pressure ratcheted up my desire.
I couldn’t tell you how he managed it, but my bra sprang free. I helped him along by pulling my shirt over my head and discarding it on the floor. My bra quickly followed. His mouth, hot and hungry, found my breast and covered my nipple. The suction created delicious waves in my core.
“More,” I begged.
“I’ve got you, babe,” he said and slowly set me on my feet while feasting on my other breast.
Then he was nipping a happy trail down toward the button of my jeans, which he was working to free. Needy, I helped him out when that was done, shimmying out of them. Beyond my thighs, gravity took over as all rational thought fled my mind.
Damn the consequences. There would be time for regrets later.
His gaze lifted to mine as he slowly peeled my underwear down. When he focused back on that part of me, he groaned before moving in to use his tongue to exert luscious pressure on my nub. I was sure I would come. It was at that point he added a finger slowly in my channel. I whimpered, coming undone, at the same time wanting more. He seemed to read my wordless need and added a second finger. I exploded around him and rode the wave while he continued to expertly move his tongue and fingers to give me the most extreme pleasure.
When I stopped vibrating, I would have fallen if he hadn’t caught and held me there. I went for his fly and tried my best to free the beast I’d seen in that famous picture. He didn’t disappoint. The damn thing was exactly what had been shown.
I slid my hand around his girth and down his shaft. It was his time to shiver. His mouth found mine as his hand stopped mine from jerking him to completion. Then I was being lifted again. I couldn’t think. I only wanted. Anticipation of him filling me up was clouding my thoughts.
Then his cock breached my barrier. I let out a burst of air before finding his mouth again. It was frantic as luscious friction spurred us on. It was wild, fast, and hard. We were both too far gone to stop what had come over us.
As his rhythm wavered, his thumb found my clit and stroked it. I leaped from “holy hell” to “oh, my God” as I came. As if he’d waited for my pussy to fist his cock, I felt his release fill me up. My nails scored his back. At some point, I must have reached underneath his shirt. There would be marks left that neither of us would completely understand in this moment.
I might have screamed his name at the end there, but I’d never cop to it.
We held there, both trying to catch our breath as we came down from the sexual high. I buried my head in his neck as reality struck.
I’d just fucked Nate Bowmen.
Reality must have hit him too, because he slowly pulled out of me. Then, just as slowly, he set me on my feet.
The same hit me as I felt his come succumbing to gravity. Before he could say a word, I bent and grabbed my underwear. I didn’t bother putting them on, I just put on my jeans because I couldn’t stay a second longer. I couldn’t even ask for a bathroom to clean up. I got my jeans on and I felt his gaze burn into me. I refused to look at him. Then I found my bra and shirt. Like my panties, I didn’t bother putting on the bra. I needed to get out of there. I felt the air choking me as I tried not to cry.
That done, I turned to the door and opened it.