Chapter 33 Nova
NOVA
I could live a thousand lifetimes, experience thousands of things, and nothing would ever come close to the sight of Jayesh Attwood fully nude in front of me. He said he was going to worship me, and he’d kept his promise, but now I wanted to worship him. This man was a god.
“Jay.” I swallowed, taking in his gorgeous, chiselled body, lazily sprawled among my pillows. “You look…you’re so… How are you here?” How are you even real? It felt like a dream.
His fingers curled around his long, thick cock, and he stroked it, his eyes never leaving mine. When he spoke, his voice was a delicious, low rumble. “I’m here because I’m yours. However you want me.”
“I want to kiss you,” I breathed, and he crooked a finger.
“Come here.”
One second, I was shifting to straddle him; the next, his hand was in my hair, and he was pulling me into him, and his mouth was on mine. The kiss was hungry, desperate, as we succumbed to everything we’d been denying, his tongue stroking against mine as I moaned into his mouth.
He took my lower lip between his teeth, tugging lightly, and I gasped, gripping his shoulders to pull myself closer to him. I felt the hard length of his cock trapped between us as I rolled my hips forward, and he released my lip with a low groan.
“Fuck. Don’t stop.”
“Jay,” I panted, grinding against him. His mouth moved down to my throat, his palms sliding over my sides and then between our bodies to cup my breasts. “No, wait,” I gasped through the haze of pleasure overtaking my brain. “Let me touch you first.”
Moving back a little to give myself enough space, I wrapped my fingers around his thick erection, hot and throbbing in my grip. I exhaled shakily, my nerves getting the better of me. “I-I don’t know if I’ll be any good—”
Jay reacted instantly, surging up to kiss me hard and fast. “Anything you do is good. You’re so fucking amazing, Nova. Can’t believe you’re here with me.”
Swallowing hard, I gave an experimental stroke, and when he moaned, I did it again, swiping my thumb over the tip of his cock where his foreskin had rolled back, spreading precum over the head.
“Mmm, yeah. That feels so fucking good,” he rasped, his heated gaze fixated on my hand, and my trepidation melted away as a different kind of pleasure suffused me. Pleasure that I was making him feel good, despite my inexperience.
It was addicting, and I wanted more.
Releasing his cock, I shifted back, positioning myself between the spread of his legs and lowering down until my face was just above his erection.
I took a second to sweep my hair over my shoulder, out of the way, and then I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock.
His thighs trembled as his hands landed on them, physically holding himself still while I tentatively licked across the tip.
A myriad of sensations exploded inside me as my mouth stretched around his girth and I tasted him for the first time while he shuddered beneath me with a low groan. It was indescribably hot to know I had this effect on him, and I dipped my head lower, needing more.
“Fucking fuck, Nova. I can’t— You’re so fucking— Come up here.
” He twisted his fingers into my hair, tugging lightly, and I raised my head slowly, blinking up at him.
“Fuck me,” he ground out, his gaze hot enough to incinerate me.
“I won’t even be able to make it inside you if you carry on.
If you could see yourself… If you knew how many times I’ve— Fuck. ”
I moaned, acutely aware of the wetness between my thighs and the needy emptiness I instinctively knew, despite my inexperience, that only he could fill. “Please, Jay. I need you in me.”
“Come here.”
He pulled me up to him, his mouth slanting over mine as he rolled us so I was lying on my back beneath the hard lines of his body.
“Suck,” he rasped, placing two of his fingers to my lips, and I opened my mouth, letting him slide them in.
I twirled my tongue around them, sucking and licking until he withdrew them with a groan.
Shifting to the side, he slipped his hand between my legs, first circling my clit and then slowly pushing one of his fingers inside me.
Oh, fuck.
“More,” I gasped, replying to the unspoken question in his eyes.
“Yeah?” He slid another finger in alongside the first, pumping them slowly while his heated gaze tracked mine. “More?”
“More.” My voice was the barest whisper, my body arching off the blankets, trying to get him deeper. “I want you.”
“You want my cock, princess?”
“Yes.” The ache in between my thighs was unbearable.
I was so fucking wet, craving him, his fingers a tease when his cock was ready to fill me, rigid, and throbbing against my leg.
“I need it. Please.” This was already beyond anything I could have imagined, but I wanted to feel every single part of him.
Needed to feel every single part of him.
Lowering his head, he kissed me softly, deeply, circling his fingers inside me before withdrawing them. Easing them in again, he began a slow, pumping motion and I shivered, pressing into his touch.
“Want me to wear a condom? I’ve been tested, so we can do it however you want if you’re protected,” he murmured against my lips.
“I’m on the pill, so… No condom. Just you.”
“Just you,” he echoed. His mouth slanted over mine again, harder this time. “You’re fucking perfect. Tell me if there’s anything you don’t like or if you change your mind, okay?”
It was such a difference from the first time we’d been alone together, when he’d stolen my first kiss. I still couldn’t believe we’d made it here, but I was more certain about this than I had ever been of anything in my life. “I will. I won’t. I want you, Jay.”
Withdrawing his fingers, he began to kiss his way down my body, mapping it out with his hands and his mouth like he’d done earlier.
Goosebumps erupted all over my skin at his touch, tingles running down my spine and radiating through all my nerve endings.
When he rose onto his hands and knees, shifting to move over me so the length of his body was lined up with mine, I couldn’t help where my gaze went.
I looked down to see his cock, so hard and heavy and dripping with precum.
It looked impossibly thick, and I bit down on my lip, suddenly apprehensive.
Jay gripped my chin, rubbing his thumb gently over my lower lip where I’d bitten it. “Hey. Look at me.”
“Will it hurt?” I whispered.
“It might to begin with, but I’ll make it good for you. I promise. Trust me, okay?”
When I nodded, he slotted himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging my entrance. Then, he began to push inside.
I gasped. Fingers hadn’t prepared me for this. The stretch and burn was like nothing I could have imagined. My thighs tensed, and Jay paused instantly, waiting until I took a breath before he continued moving in slow increments, pushing forwards until he was all the way inside of me.
I was still burning. So full. Consumed by him.
“Fuuuck. You feel incredible. I’ve never felt like this— There’s no one else but you.
” Jay’s voice was so hoarse, his pupils so wide that his eyes were almost fully black, with just the thinnest ring of brown around the edges.
He held himself still above me, bracing himself on his elbows, while I adjusted to his thick girth.
Smoothing my hands up his back, I grasped his broad shoulders, pulling him down to me. “I’m ready. Fuck me, please.”
With a groan, he withdrew almost all the way and then pushed back in, slow and steady, until the burn faded and the fullness remained. I wrapped my legs around him, my nails digging into his shoulders, and arched upwards.
I gasped at the sensation. “Jay. Jay.”
“There?”
“Yes. More. Please. Don’t stop.”
He thrust harder, faster. He was so deep inside me, and I was greedy for more. Digging my heels into his ass, I urged him forwards, snapping my hips up with a moan as he pounded into me, his restraint finally gone.
His mouth moved to my throat, his teeth skimming over my skin. “You feel so good. So tight. So fucking perfect. So fucking mine.”
My grip tightened on his shoulders, pulling him even closer. “Yours.”
I arched up again, and again, and again, lost in the rhythm of his body against mine, covering me, filling me, consuming me. Nothing else could compare to this. Nothing.
“I’m close,” I panted.
“I can feel you.” He slid his hand down between us, finding my clit and circling it. “Come for me.”
A moan fell from my throat, my whole body shuddering as I fell over the edge, shattering around him.
His hips stuttered, his groan vibrating against my skin. “Fuuuuck.”
I felt his cock jerk, pulsing inside me, filling me with his cum. We held on to each other, both gasping for breath as we came down from our high.
He carefully pulled out of me and collapsed down onto the blankets, pulling me into his side.
“Fuck, Nova. You’re amazing.” Pressing a kiss to my temple, he stroked his fingers through my hair. “Was it… Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head. “Just a bit sore, but it was perfect. You were perfect. It was everything I could have ever wanted. Thank you for giving this to me.”
“No, thank you. I never thought—fuck. Thank you.”
I laughed breathlessly. “We can argue over that another time.” Sliding my arm up his bicep, I kissed his chest, his heartbeat strong and steady beneath my lips. “I wish we could stay here forever.”
“Me too. Come up here.”
We kissed, slow and soft, before he pulled back with a groan. “You’re too addictive, Nova Thorpe. Come on, let’s get cleaned up. Do you have anything here? You might need paracetamol. I can run back to the uni and—”
Lifting my hand, I indicated towards the bag I’d stowed against the wall of the barrow. “Everything we need should be in there.”
When we were cleaned up and dressed again, Jay lay back against the pillows, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight.
We talked for hours about everything and nothing, both enjoying this quiet moment in time where it was just the two of us and no one else in the world existed.
We steered away from darker topics, from the hopeless reality of our situation, both of us pretending that we were just two people who were falling for each other.
I wished more than anything that it were true.