Page 63 of Hometown Hottie

“A whole box,” she said slowly, drawing out each word. “All for you. A girl can hope, right?”

“And a guy can be really fucking grateful.” I kissed her again, hard and fast until I wrenched my lips away from hers. “Where are they? This is probably already risky.”

I felt the precome leaking out of me, my body desperate for hers. She glanced at the nightstand. “In the drawer. Quickly.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Moving as fast as I could, I sat up and found the condoms exactly where she’d said to look. Then I ripped one open and rolled it on before positioning myself between her thighs.

My tip nudged against her entrance, and she let out a loud moan. I lowered my body down on hers and looked into her eyes. “This is it, Nova. If we do this, there’s no going back.”

Her fingers ran up the length of my back and she pushed them into my hair, bringing my face closer to hers again. “I don’t want to go back, Carson. I’m ready to move forward. With you.”

She wrapped her legs around my hips and used the muscles in them to push down, guiding me into her one euphorically agonizing inch at a time. Sinking into Nova was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and looking deeply into her eyes while I did it was intense. More intense than anything I’d ever felt.

Her lips parted, but her eyes never left mine. Not even when I brought my mouth to hers once I was fully seated. She kissed me gently, with so much feeling that mini-explosions went off inside my soul that triggered movements in my body.

With my gaze still glued to hers, I started rocking slowly at first, only picking up speed when she did. “Nova, you’re so fucking amazing.”

I didn’t have the words to describe how she made me feel, so I left it at that. She nodded and kissed me again before she murmured her response against my lips. “It’s perfect. It’s so beautifully perfect.”

As she said it, she started spasming around me. Her impossibly tight channel got even tighter as her muscles contracted. “Carson, I’m close.”

She clung to me like she would never let go. I dragged my lips across the column of her throat, trying to soothe her as my hips kept thrusting and my own orgasm raced toward me. “Let go, baby. I’m right there with you.”

“I can’t—” She started shaking, then smashed her mouth against mine when the climax hit.

I went off like a geyser at the exact same time, emptying myself into the condom so hard that my ears rang and my blood stopped flowing. In the aftermath, I stayed on top of her for a long time, panting and kissing her everywhere my lips could reach until she finally stopped thrashing underneath me.

For the first time ever, I felt the need to take care of someone after, so I whispered soothing words to her as her body relaxed. Then I kissed her eyelids and her cheeks before I slid out of her. “I’ll be right back. I’m just going to get a cloth and take care of the condom.”

She nodded jerkily, her eyes still closed. “Come back soon.”

“As soon as I can,” I promised as I climbed off the bed. My legs were heavier than they should’ve been as I stumbled to the bathroom.

After doing what needed to be done, I cleaned her up gently and then got back into bed with her, pulling her into my arms and kissing her temple as she nestled into my side. “Nova?”

“Hmm?”

“You okay?”

I felt her lips curving into a smile against my throat. “I’m all good, Carson. I’m great, actually. You?”

“Relieved.” I ran a hand up and down her back, stroking her hair and twining a lock of it between my fingers. “That was a long time coming. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not right now,” she said softly. “Sleep first, then talk.”

“Okay,” I agreed, my brain still too numb to think. I closed my eyes, breathing her in as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning alone, butt naked, and eager for another round, but the fact that I was alone said that wasn’t going to happen. Groaning as I rolled over in her bed, I got up and tracked down my clothes, pulling them on as I wondered what to do next.

I heard voices filtering up from outside, so going out the window wasn’t an option. Even if I could figure out a way to climb down that didn’t involve a one-story drop. Resigned to having to use the door like a normal person, I really fucking wished I didn’t have to sneak out—or leave her bed at all.

Last night had been the best sex I’d ever had, and more than that, it had been one of the best nights of my life. I was never going to forget it and I was definitely not going to be getting over it anytime soon.

Sighing, I cracked open the door and glanced up and down the hallway, feeling like a damn cat burglar. It dampened my mood a little but not much. With the memories of Nova’s body underneath mine and her moans echoing in my ears, nothing was going to bring me down today. I was on top of the world.

Until I got downstairs and saw Ryan outside.

I swallowed hard as the guilt finally set in. He and Vance were cleaning up with Jessie and Harriet, and while I knew I should probably go out there and join the effort, I followed my nose to the kitchen first.