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He moved downward, his mouth on her breasts, his tongue and lips suckling, his teeth nipping and driving her crazy. She began to gyrate, but that did nothing to alleviate the ache and need inside her. In fact, it heightened her want, and when his hand slid down her body and sank into the wetness between her legs, she arched her back and swore.
“That’s my girl,” Nate said. “Now open your eyes.”
She obeyed, unable to do anything but surrender to the man above her. The veins in his neck stood out, a testament to how close he was to the edge. He watched her closely, that grin widening as his fingers circled her swollen clitoris, teasing her until she began to pant.
“Touch me,” she whispered, arching her back even more.
“Here?” he asked roughly, massaging, pressing, and applying just enough pressure to take the edge off. He kept at it, hard and fast, slow and easy, until she was a whimpering mess of need. When she thought she’d lose it entirely, he moved down, his mouth trailing fire until he reached her hip. He spread her legs as wide as they would go, and then his mouth was on her, his tongue inside her, his fingers spreading magic.
Molly had never in her life felt like this. She was floating on a cloud of pleasure. Riding a rocket of desire. Her body felt like it was coming apart. Something deep inside began to curl and pull and pulse. She felt it spiral and get bigger, spreading out from her core and touching every part of her body. Her her hands found their way to Nate’s head. She held on like she was riding something magical and dangerous, her fingers sunk deep into his hair as he continued to make love to her with his mouth and fingers.
She was almost there, almost to the top. Nate growled against her skin and inserted two fingers inside her.
“Come on, babe,” he whispered hoarsely, his mouth on her again as she began to buck. That spiral inside her was like a giant now. It pulled and clawed, each arm a mass of pleasure that spread until she couldn’t take it anymore. She felt as if she was going to break into two, and just when she thought she could take no more, it exploded, and she shuddered, crying out as her body fell back, limp and spent.
Her breaths were ragged as she slammed her eyes closed, trying to catch her breath, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
“That was…” She swallowed and shook her head. “I’ve never…”
So that was what all the fuss was about. At nearly thirty years of age, Molly Malone had just had her first-ever orgasm, and it had been mind-blowing.
“We’re just getting started, babe.”
He kissed her again, down there, and almost immediately, her body responded. She felt that same pressure begin to build. She pulsed and ached and moaned because the need rose fast and hard.
“Jesus, Nate,” she whispered.
He moved over her and nipped at her neck. “What do you want?” he whispered into her skin.
“You. Inside me. Right now.”
Nathan stopped and looked down at her, those intense eyes dark and unrelenting. “Good answer,” he said roughly, leaning down to kiss her at the same time he thrust his body and entered her deeply.
Her hands were on his arms, pulling at him, urging him to go faster because the need to work this ache inside her was strong. But he pulled back and took his time thrusting again. And again. And again.
He filled her completely, a slow ride that was maddening and exhilarating. When the pressure became too much, she dug her nails into his shoulders, but he ignored her and continued his slow assault, whispering naughty words into her ear, while his hips worked their magic.
Just when Molly thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Nate swore and moved his hands to her butt, where he gripped her tightly as his thrusts became harder and faster. She threw her head back, her body coming apart, and when he finally came, Nathan swore so loud, she was pretty sure that if she had neighbors, they’d have heard him.
He collapsed against her and pulled her into his arms, turning them both onto their sides. For a long time, the two of them lay like that, Nate behind Molly, her body tucked into his as if it belonged there. She couldn’t think of one thing to say, because how did a person describe what had just happened? How did you put into words that your body had transcended time and space and ended up somewhere in a pleasure zone you hadn’t known existed?
“Is it always like that?” Molly didn’t know she’d spoken aloud until Nate kissed her shoulder.
“Trust me, darlin’, it’s hardly ever like that.”
She grinned into the pillow, glad he couldn’t see her face, and after a while, his grip loosened. He slipped from the bed, and she rolled over so she could watch him. Because she could literally spend hours just watching naked Nate.
“Where are you going?” she whispered, afraid he was going to leave. Afraid he was invoking rule number three.
“Kitchen,” he said gruffly before leaning down and pressing his lips against her neck. “I figure we need food.”
“I’m not hungry,” she replied, a slow smile curving her lips.
Nate turned and headed for her bedroom door, while she drank in the hottest ass she’d ever seen. Men and hockey created the best butts imaginable.
“You will be, Molly.” He looked over his shoulder and winked.
Molly sank back into the pillows and pulled the blankets up over her body. They smelled like Nate and sex. She shivered, whether from cold or shock or sex, she didn’t know. The only thing she did know was that there would be a hell of a lot more of what just happened, that Nate was here and, from the looks of it, not going anywhere, and she wasn’t going to think about tomorrow or consequence or any of that stuff.
