Chapter 21
twenty-one
. . .
Hugh
We were finally back at the hotel, and I’d just slipped the key into the door of our room, and we stepped inside. The wedding had been great, but I was ready to be alone with Lila. It had been torture keeping my hands off her all night.
And that fucking Sebastian. Don’t even get me started.
I was done waiting. Hell, we’d crossed the line so many times, I didn’t know where it was anymore.
As soon as the door closed, I pressed her back against the wood, and she gasped with surprise.
“Are you sure you want this, Snow? All of it?” I asked, reaching for her hands and pinning them above her head. I was losing control with this woman. I’d never wanted anyone more.
Not even close.
“Yes,” she said, no hesitation. Her gaze locked with mine, looking at me like she could see straight into my soul. “I’ve wanted you for so long, I can barely see straight.”
I released her wrists, running my hands down her arms, over her gorgeous breasts, down to her waist where I slipped them behind her and cupped her perfect, tight ass. I lifted her off her feet, and her legs wrapped around my waist as her head fell back in a fit of laughter.
“You know you don’t need to carry me everywhere,” she said, as I dropped her onto the center of the mattress and hovered above her.
“I like carrying you,” I said, as I nipped at her sweet mouth and pulled back to take off her shoes. I unbuckled the straps and slipped them off one at a time before hovering over her once again. “This dress is driving me fucking crazy.”
I slid both straps off her shoulders, pleased to see that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
My hands moved down to trace along the outside of her tits as the fabric pooled at her waist. My mouth was next, covering one breast at a time and teasing her nipples with my tongue, flicking and licking as she writhed and panted beneath me. I needed her naked now.
I pulled back, and with one swift move, I flipped her over onto her stomach so I could find the zipper, and she gasped.
Her breaths were coming hard and fast, and her cheek rested on the mattress as she lay perfectly still.
I could see a smile on her gorgeous lips as I slipped the zipper down.
The black fabric easily fell from her body, and I dropped it onto the floor before staring at her perfect ass in a black lace thong.
My fingers traced across her skin and up her back as I leaned down and kissed her neck.
I reached for the pins that were holding her hair in place and slipped them out, letting her loose waves fall around her.
I tossed them onto the nightstand beside the bed and took her in.
“Bear, please,” she whispered, and I knew what she needed. What she wanted. I pulled back and rolled her over so I could look at her.
She pushed up on her elbows and watched as I tossed my jacket onto the chair behind me and then tried to unbutton my dress shirt before losing my patience and tearing the son of a bitch open. The buttons flew all around the room as her eyes widened, and she laughed.
“I’m so fucking done holding back,” I said, shoving the shirt off my shoulders and reaching for my pants. I stood there stark naked in front of her, my dick pointing at her so eagerly you’d think the bastard had been inside her before.
“So don’t,” she said, her voice all breathy and sexy. “I want you.”
I closed the distance between us, almost predatory in the way I moved.
“I’m all yours, Lila.” I leaned down and kissed her, her mouth parting as my tongue slipped inside.
My dick throbbed with need, but I didn’t want to rush things.
My hand slid between her legs, knowing that sex was not going to be comfortable because it was her first time, and—I happened to be hung like a racehorse.
I wasn’t being cocky; it was the reality.
I was a big dude, and I assumed it might be painful for her.
And the thought of hurting Lila did crazy shit to me.
I stroked my hand between her legs, and she was already soaked.
I slid one finger inside, and a little gasp escaped her sweet mouth, and then she found her rhythm as I slid in and out of her.
She tugged on my hair as she ground against my hand, and I slowly moved a second finger inside.
She halted her movements for a minute, and I pulled back to look at her, pushing her wild, long hair out of her face.
“My dick is a lot bigger than this, Snow. So, we’re going to take our time until you’re ready. There’s no rush, and I want you to tell me if anything hurts.”
Her hand came up and rested on my cheek. “The only thing that hurts is when you deny me.”
Fuck me. This woman owned me.
I pushed all the way in, her eyes closed, and she arched her back and started moving her hips once again.
My mouth covered hers, and she found her rhythm.
Faster. Needier. Our kiss grew more desperate each time I slid my fingers in and out.
Over and over. Her breaths were labored, and my dick throbbed, but I didn’t let up.
We kissed until my lips were raw. She groaned against my mouth, and I could feel her tense as she gripped my shoulders hard.
I knew she was close, and I wanted to watch this beautiful woman come apart beneath me.
I pulled back as her sweet body moved in perfect rhythm.
Back arched, tits bouncing ever so slightly, lips plump from where I’d just kissed them, and she went right over the edge.
She gasped before crying out my name with a need I understood, because I felt it, too.
She quaked and shook, and her gaze never left mine as she rode out every last bit of pleasure.
A layer of sweat covered her forehead, and I leaned down and kissed her softly before pulling my hand from between her legs.
She hadn’t said anything, but she reached for my hand and placed it on her heart, which was still beating rapidly.
“This is what you do to me,” she whispered. “No one has ever made my heart race.”
I reached for her hand and placed it over my heart. “Watching you come apart like that did the same thing to mine. The most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Her lips turned up in the corners, and her eyes welled with emotion. “No more waiting, Bear. I’m more than ready.”
I pushed to stand and found my pants on the floor. I dug out my wallet, finding a condom that I had tucked away. I walked back over to the side of the bed and tore off the top of the foil wrapper, and she sat up and placed her fingers around my palm. “Show me how to do it.”
I handed it to her, and I guided my hands over hers as she slid the latex over my erection.
And I’d be dammed if it wasn’t the most intimate thing I’d ever experienced with a woman. Her desire to learn how to please me was so sexy, I nearly lost it right there.
“The easiest way is not the most exciting,” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear. “But it’s the only way I can control how slow I go, with me on top, so I can see if it’s too much for you.”
She nodded. “It won’t be.”
I leaned her back, and she spread her legs apart, making room for me to settle between her thighs, and I kissed her for the longest time, wanting to get her worked up again so it would be easier for her.
I rocked against her, and we found a rhythm.
Her hand reached down between us, and she gripped my cock.
I hissed out a breath because it was taking all the restraint I had not to take her right here and now.
And the slightest touch from her had my body buzzing with need.
She spread her legs further, and my hand slipped down to find her wet and ready once again.
Damn, this girl just kept shocking the shit out of me.
I pulled my mouth from hers because I wanted to see her.
Needed to see her.
Make sure she was okay.
I guided my dick to her entrance, teasing her a little bit as our breathing grew erratic.
I pushed in just a little, and her hands moved to my shoulders. She lifted up, encouraging me for more.
I moved slowly, inch by glorious fucking inch, and nothing had ever felt better.
“More,” she whispered, pulling my head down and kissing me.
I was lost in the moment.
Lost in this girl.
The best fucking feeling I’d ever experienced. I kissed her and rocked forward, holding myself up on my elbows as I slid deeper.
Further.
She bucked up against me, letting me know she was okay, and her tongue tangled with mine. I thrust forward, feeling her tense at first, but her hands traveled down my back to my ass as she urged me for more.
Once I was all the way in, I struggled to breathe as I tried hard not to move. I wanted to give her time to adjust to my size. I pulled my mouth from hers, needing to see those eyes on me.
“Open your eyes,” I said, when I found them squeezed shut. They flew open, and she smiled the tiniest bit. “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”
Her mouth fell open. “No. I’m good. It was a little uncomfortable, but not anymore. I want your mouth on mine.”
Damn. That turned me the hell on.
My mouth crashed into hers as I slowly pulled out and slid back in at the same pace. We did that over and over again until she responded by bucking up against me to set the pace.
We found our rhythm.
Slow at first.
And then faster.
Meeting one another thrust for thrust as I pulled out and drove back in.
We were both covered in a layer of sweat as we did this again and again for what felt like forever. If I died right here, right now, buried deep inside Lila James, I would leave this earth a happy man.
“I’m close,” she whispered, and my head reared back.
I’d never expected her to enjoy the first time, but fuck me if that wasn’t the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.
My hand came between us, knowing just where she wanted to be touched. Her back arched off the bed again, and my lips found her nipple. Moving from one hard peak to the next.
I sucked and licked as I drove in and out of her.
Nothing had ever felt better.
I could feel her tightening around me, and I knew she was close.
Her nails dug into my back, and she gasped as she clenched around me like a motherfucking vise, and I couldn’t hold on any longer.
She cried out my name as her entire body started to shake.
I thrust once, twice—and I roared out my release, going right over the edge with her, both of us shaking and panting and riding out every last bit of pleasure.
Fucking ecstasy.
I’d had my fair share of sex in my lifetime—but nothing had ever compared to this.
I continued to prop myself above her. My arms burned, and I rolled onto my side, taking her with me, as I wrapped my arms around her.
My breathing was still labored, and the sliver of light from the moon coming through the curtains offered enough light for me to see her gorgeous face.
Our breathing slowed, and I pulled back to look down at her.
She bit down on her bottom lip and smiled. “Do I look different?”
I barked out a laugh. “You look fucking beautiful.”
“Do I look like a woman who just had her world rocked by her sexy lover?”
Damn. This girl turned me on in a way no one ever had, and she could make me laugh without even trying.
When I was with Lila, it was easy and honest and real.
Those were not words I would use to describe most of my past relationships with women.
It had never gone very deep.
But right now, it felt like I was in so deep, I’d never be able to come up for air.
I slowly pulled out of her, watching her face as I did so. “Sexy lover, huh?”
“You are that, Hugh Reynolds. The sexiest man I’ve ever met.” She chuckled as her fingers moved through my hair, stroking it away from my face.
I kissed the tip of her nose before pushing to my feet and walking to the bathroom to dispose of the condom before pulling on a pair of briefs. I reached for a washcloth and let the water heat up before holding it beneath the hot water and wringing it out.
I found her lying there sleepily, and I slowly moved her legs apart, holding the warm cloth between her thighs, and she sighed.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Snow. How do you feel?”
“Thank you,” she said, as I continued cleaning her up. “You know how you hear about something for so long, and then it’s this built-up thing, and you just want to get it over with, and you know it won’t live up to all the hype?”
“Yes,” I said, raising a brow at her and preparing to get sucker-punched in the gut about not living up to her expectations.
“That was so far beyond what I thought it would be. I think I’m a big fan of sex now.” She laughed, and I set the cloth on the nightstand and dove on top of her, tickling her and running my beard over her neck.
“Good. We can have lots of it over the next two months.” I paused to look down at her.
“Thanks for making my first time so special, Bear. I’ll remember it forever.” She ran her fingers over the stubble of my jaw. “Another one bites the dust on my list.”
“Guess we’re going to have to keep filling that list with new things to try. We’re knocking them off too fast.”
“Yeah, it’s been really great being home this summer. There aren’t going to be a lot of days to knock things off the list once I start the new job. All work and no play.” She shrugged, and the mention of her leaving had my chest squeezing.
I wasn’t that guy.
I didn’t get attached.
I needed to be careful because this was temporary.
I’d always been good with temporary.
“We’ll have to remedy that while you’re home, yeah?”
She nodded, tucking her lips beneath her teeth and looking away before her gaze returned to mine.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“Cage told me that when you found out your dad had cancer, you changed your whole plan about what you wanted to do with your life. I didn’t know you wanted to be a sports agent.”
My shoulders stiffened at the mention of it.
It was a terrible time in my life—in my family’s life.
My father tried hard not to make it a big deal, but he’d gone to hell and back, and his battle with cancer was not an easy one.
He was a very proud man, and asking for help was not in his nature.
“Yeah, it wasn’t something I was dead set on.
I didn’t mind changing the plan to keep the restaurants going.
And we all rallied around him during that time, and thankfully he’s cancer-free today. ”
“Cage said that you rallied the most.” Her eyes were welled with emotion.
“Cage has a big mouth.”
“Looks like we have a few things in common, Bear.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“We’d both do just about anything for our family.” Her tongue slipped out to wet her lips, and I hardened at the sight.
“What else?”
“We both love sex, right?” She chuckled, and I leaned down and kissed her.
Because I couldn’t get enough of this woman.
But I had two months with her, and I planned to take advantage of every last minute of that.