Page 89 of Secrets Hidden In The Glass

“I can think of a couple of ways we can warm you up.” He unhooked her slacks, gave a little tug, and watched them pool around her feet. “That’s a good start,” he said as he hooked his thumbs into the sides of her flossy panties and sent them to her ankles. “Even better.”

She bit her lip and copied his moves with his sweatpants and boxers. “You know, we don’t need condoms tonight.”

They’d been in the clear for two days; they just hadn’t found a free moment to capitalize on the occasion. “I thought I remembered something about that.”

She smiled, hooking her arms around the back of his neck, pressing her breasts to his chest as she kissed his collarbone.

He clenched his jaw as her soft skin and wet lips brought a scatter of goosebumps to life wherever she touched. “I’m going to have to remember this whole candles and rose petals thing.”

“Mmm.” She moved her mouth to his shoulder, then his neck and jaw. “Sweet gestures are very sexy.”

He backed her up against the counter, tugging on her bottom lip with his teeth. “You’re sexy.” He lifted her onto the marble top.

Her eyes went wide as she gasped. “Cold. This is cold.”

“Just for a minute.” He gripped her beneath the thighs and moved her to the edge of the counter top, groaning as he inched his girth into her wet warmth.

She gasped again, clutching at his arms, her brow furrowing and her mouth forming an O as her breath shuddered in and out. “Nate. Oh, my God, Nate. You feel so good.”

He eased farther forward, watching the pleasure washing over her face, reveling in the friction they created without the barrier of a condom as he kept his pace slow.

“So good,” she whispered again as she ran her hands up and down his back, then gripped his hips, urging him to move faster.

He shook his head. “Nice and slow.”

Whimpering, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and captured his mouth in a hungry kiss.

He arrowed himself deeper, keeping his pace steady when his hormones demanded he hurry and finish them both off.

Her breathing changed and she moaned as she started to tremble. “Come with me.” She squeezed his ass and thrust him forward. “I want to know what it feels like when you let yourself go inside me.”

Christ, he loved it when she talked like that. She’d gone from sweet to siren in seconds, all traces of the shy woman he’d met weeks ago long gone. Picking up his pace, he held her hips and pumped faster.

“Yes,” she moaned, cupping his cheeks in her hands, staring into his eyes in the candlelight as she came.

He felt himself on the edge and let his forehead rest against hers as he gave in to his release and filled her.

“Nate.” She wrapped her arms around him and rested her cheek on his shoulder, clinging to him as she caught her breath. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

He pressed his lips to her hair. “You’ve never had sex without a condom.”

She lifted her head and shook it. “Before you I rarely had sex at all.”

“Why?”

She shrugged. “It hasn’t been important.”

“Then you weren’t doing it right.”

Smiling, she kissed him. “I certainly wasn’t.”

He grinned and glanced over when he realized the bathtub was still filling. “Shit.” He reluctantly pulled out and moved to turn off the water. “Wanna soak for a while?”

“Sure.” She hopped down and dipped her toe in.

“How is it?”

“A little warm but it’ll cool off soon enough.”