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The thought shocks me, but I forget it as her hand comes around the back of my neck and I feel her nails biting into my skin as she pleads, “Nick. I need—I need—I need—”
She keeps repeating the words, like she doesn't know what to ask for. But I know exactly what she needs. I just don't know how she doesn't know how to ask for it. There's no way she's innocent. She's too beautiful, and she's too old. Still, she doesn't ask me to make her come. She just drops her shoulder to mine as her body quivers and shakes as I run my hand over her seam. My thumb finds her clit through her panties, and I press and roll until she's pulling her body closer to mine, her hand clinging to the back of my neck, her body desperate for a closeness that our clothes will not allow.
I push her panties to the side, knowing what she needs, and she gasps. I think there's a little bit of fear in that gasp, and although I can't pull it apart from the desire, I'm certain it's there. The sound of it makes me hesitate, but she doesn’t ask me to stop. Still, I don’t shove two fingers deep as I’d intended. I slow my movements as I push two fingers into her wet heat, and she cries out, her body tensing around me. She’s so hot and so tight. She grips my fingers like a vise, and I want her to grip my cock like this.
I want to push my body into hers and lose myself forever.
But this isn’t about me. This is about her, and I want to make her come undone for me. My thumb finds her clit again, this time skin to skin. At the angle she sits on the counter, I can’t pump my fingers as deep as I’d like, but she still finds her peak fast. I’m surprised by how responsive her body is to my touch—by how fast she comes undone under my hands. I fucking love it.
This woman, this siren, she'll be the ruin of me. And I will be her willing victim, because when she comes—her head tossed back, her red lips parted, the sound she makes—she's the most exquisite thing I have ever seen.
She's the only thing I ever want to see again.
ChapterThirteen
Sadie
Oh. My. God.
My first orgasm by a man.
I've had a lot of orgasms, but I've done the work to get them. I’ve never had one given to me. Even the boys I did get hot and heavy with in high school, pawing on the couch, breathy kissing as they ground against me had never gotten me close. Nick gave me one within minutes.
And this one,wow.
Nick's hands are amazing. I know I should be feeling all kinds of empowered. I should hold my head high, and I should feel proud. I rocked this! I had my first orgasm on a kitchen counter like a badass bitch.
Holy bananas, Katie would be proud. I mean, this is serious girl power stuff.
But I don't feel powerful right now. I feel tender. And a little shy…
I just came apart on hishand. He hasn't even pulled it out of my pants yet.
Is he supposed to do that now?
Am I supposed to do something now?
Does he want me to do something? He's hard. Am I supposed to do something with that? He gave me an orgasm, so it’s my turn to return the favor. Is that how this works? Fair play, and all?
I mean, it’s not how it works in my books, but my books are fiction. Katie would tell me to suck him off, but Katie doesn’t have the same reservations I have. And I’ve never given a blowjob. She’s always been a wild one, a freak in the sheets. Her exploits are vast. But mine…
When I look up, I find his eyes are on me. Studying me. He's waiting for something. But I don't know what.
“Umm,” I croak. “Should I—should I—” My hands start to move to the button on his pants, but he stops me with the hand that's not in my pants. My cheeks are on fire. My whole body feels like it's on fire.
“You don't have to.”
Why do I feel so insecure right now?
“You’re hard,” I point out, and then I instantly regret it.
He laughs. “Yeah, I'm hard, Sunshine. You're fucking hot.”
Okay, is it possible to be turned on immediately after an orgasm?
Wow.
“Oh.” I don’t know what else to say.
