Her laugh broke.
Then she came with my name against her teeth, body tightening, hips lifting into my hand while the plastic cups rattled beside us on the counter.
I kept my fingers inside her until the last pulse eased. Then I kissed her breast, her collarbone, her shoulder, anywhere that wasn’t teeth on her neck.
Nella’s hand slid down my chest to the front of my pants.
“Your turn,” she said.
“I can wait.”
“I didn’t ask if you could.”
She pushed me back enough to stand, stepped out of her shorts and panties, and planted one bare foot on the floor like she owned every inch of tile under us.
Then she reached for my waistband.
I caught her hands. “You don’t have to.”
Her eyes flashed. “Do not ruin my victory orgasm with self-sacrifice.”
“That sentence was new.”
“I’m having a big night.”
“Yes, you are.”
She pulled free and opened my pants with a focus that made my breath go uneven. When she wrapped her hand around my cock, I braced one palm on the counter.
“Fuck, Nella.”
Her smile went wicked. “That’s better.”
Her hand moved slowly, just enough pressure to make my hips want to follow. I held still because if I moved the way I wanted, I’d have her bent over the counter in three seconds.
Nella watched my face while she stroked me. “You’re very pretty when you’re suffering.”
“I’ve never been called pretty in my life.”
“Then your family is rude in new ways.”
A laugh tore out of me and turned into a groan when she tightened her grip.
She rose onto her toes and kissed my chest, then my shoulder, then the chain at my neck. She kept moving along my skin while her hand worked me. When her teeth scraped my collarbone, I nearly lost what little control I had left.
I caught her waist. “Nella.”
She looked up. “Yes?”
“I need to be inside you.”
The teasing left her face.
She reached between us and guided me closer. “Then come here.”
I lifted her back onto the counter, and she wrapped her legs around me again. This time, there was nothing between us. Justher heat, my cock, her hands on my shoulders, and the bar she’d saved under her bare thighs.
I held myself at her entrance.
