Chapter 13
Adriana
I was being stupid, and I knew it. I needed to pull away, to tell Nolan that this could never happen. I couldn’t tell him about Landon, but I had to stop.
No matter how much I told myself not to go any further, however, I somehow simply couldn’t do it. Nolan tasted like coffee and fruit, and the way he had his one arm wrapped around me had my knees weak.
I kicked off my heels so that my feet could sink into the sand. It was cool in the shade of the cove, but it did feel somewhat strange through my stockings. I had a feeling that I wouldn’t be wearing those for much longer, though, so I ignored it.
Nolan was the first one to pull back from the kiss, his gaze catching mine as the ocean continued to crash behind me.
“We probably shouldn’t be doing this,” he said breathlessly, though I could see the hunger in his eyes.
“We probably shouldn’t,” I agreed, hoping that he had stronger self-control than I did.
He did not.
He wrapped me up in both arms this time, and the kiss was even deeper, even more passionate. The desire grew in my soul in waves, and the fact that I was, once again, taking part in something completely taboo soon moved to the very back of my mind. I’d worry about it afterward.
I could feel Nolan’s fingers searching for the edges of my clothing, and the sensation drove currents of goosebumps across my skin. I pushed myself against him, encouraging him to go further, to let all pretense of calm go.
In a swift, surprising move, Nolan lowered me to the ground, so that he was laying behind me.
His hands, expertly trained from his time in the kitchen, made swift work of the buttons on my shirt and the latch of my bra.
Within less than two minutes, he had maneuvered all of my clothes onto the sand.
I felt the grains of it all over my skin, and it somehow only spurred on the feeling in my stomach.
Nolan pulled me against him, and I realized that he’d gotten himself undressed in the same amount of time.
But he wasn’t going to go for gold right away. He held my head in one hand, holding his face close to mine. With the other, he began to let his fingers dance over my body, starting with my clavicle. His touch was gentle and precise, as if he were working with a delicate dish.
I felt the heat of his breath against my cheek and closed my eyes, taking in every sensation that was rushing over me all at once.
“You are beautiful,” Nolan whispered, and I shivered in his grip. “Truly exquisite.”
No one had ever called me that. I had to admit that it felt good to be admired this way; not just through Nolan’s eyes, but through his hands, too. I wished that time could stretch out into forever, with him touching every inch of me as if he were exploring a forbidden treasure.
I felt his fingers moving across my hips, slowly making their way down. I lifted my leg and hooked it back over his, and he let out a small laugh.
“A little eager, aren’t you?” he asked, and I bit at the inside of my lip. “Well, I pride myself on indulgence, so I won’t make you wait.”
He pulled me back a little tighter, and I felt his hardness against my lower back as his fingers slipped between my lips. They began moving immediately, in a rhythm that reminded me just how well this man worked with his hands.
“Oh, you’re so wet,” he said, and I found myself responding with a gasp and a moan. “That’s good…”
He was quiet for a while, clearly focused on what he was doing. He still had my head in a firm grip, though with the way I was positioned, it was surprisingly comfortable. I found myself liking that he was in control, that he was playing with me this way; and I wanted more.
“If we had the time, I’d do this for hours,” Nolan continued, not letting up with the rhythm of his fingers. “Play with every part of you. Make you mine entirely.”
In response, he managed to get another moan out of me. I could feel my muscles tensing in anticipation of what would be coming soon. The sheer pleasure running through my body was overwhelming my mind, and all of my focus was on it.
“But I can’t do that right now,” Nolan sighed, his breath hot in my ears. “So… I’ll just have to give you a small taste.”
He changed his rhythm subtly, but it was a powerful shift. I could feel electric shocks moving through my legs, right into my toes. I threw my head back against him, one hand grabbing at the loose sand below us.
“Oh, god,” I breathed heavily, biting at the inside of my lip again. “I’m going to…”
I didn’t manage to finish my sentence before I was in the grips of an orgasm. In the middle of it, I felt Nolan move my body along the sand, and he pushed himself deep into me while I still shuddered with its aftershocks. It was an almost blindingly good feeling.
“Damn, you feel good,” Nolan said, holding my hip to move me against him. I had completely let go of any ideas of staying quiet at this point, allowing my voice to respond to every movement that he made.
My body went along with his rhythm, and I let it move fully under his control. I would never have thought that Nolan would make me feel so safe.
Finally, Nolan shifted me again, this time so that I was on all fours, and I felt him enter me from behind. Both hands were now on my hips, making sure that I was synchronized with how he was moving. I leaned down so that I was on my elbows, an angle that I had always loved.
One of Nolan’s hands traveled over the small of my back, pressing down on it as he continued to slam into me. I shivered, wishing that there were Egyptian cotton sheets beneath me that I could grab onto. The sand slipped through my fingers, and the smell of the ocean took over my senses.
It felt as if we were in tune with the waves, as if Nolan was following some hidden rhythm from the earth itself.
Eventually, he slowed down, moving so that he could go as deeply into me as possible. With each movement, he let out a deep grunt, one that made me shiver with the primal nature of it.
“You feel too good,” Nolan said, pulling out of me. “Turn over.”
I did as I was told, almost collapsing onto my back, feeling my legs shaking as I did so. I took a moment to catch my breath as Nolan studied me, slowly stroking his shaft.
“There’s something I want to try,” he said, leading my fingers down to my clit with his free hand. “But first, I want to watch you.”
That sentence sent something electric through me, and I started moving my hand in tune with Nolan’s, encouraged by the look in his eyes. He was studying me as if I was something beautiful he had never seen before, as if nothing else in the world was as interesting as I was right there and then.
This made me want to move more, to be more dramatic, to really throw myself into what I was doing. I put one arm up to undo the ties in my hair, letting it fall across the sand. I moaned whenever I hit the right notes on myself, and bit my lip when I caught Nolan’s eye.
It didn’t take long before the second orgasm crashed over me, and I pushed my head back down into the sand as my body shuddered through it. When I looked up, Nolan was smiling, clearly pleased with what he had seen.
“So…” I breathed, noticing how much my heart was racing. “What is it you wanted to try?”
Nolan glanced out at the ocean in thought, still stroking himself slowly, before he looked back at me. “You’re welcome to say no.”
“I probably won’t.”
“Have you ever tried anal?” Nolan asked, so straightforward that I almost laughed.
I sat up slowly. “I haven’t. But… I would like to.”
Nolan’s smile brightened. “Excellent.”
He reached for his jacket, from the pocket of which he produced a small tube of coconut oil. I’d seen him buying several at the market, but I’d thought they’d all be used in the kitchen.
“Oh, you brought me here with a plan, did you?” I asked, crawling toward him with my best seductive expression. “What if I’d said no?”
“Then this would have remained hidden, and you’d have missed out on something great,” he replied with a simple shrug. “But I do believe in doing things safely, so, I had to be prepared just in case.”
“So, how do you want me?” I asked, fluttering my eyelashes at him.
“All fours,” he commanded with a wink, and I immediately got into position. I was almost surprised at how eager I was to comply with what he wanted.
“Let’s start nice and slow,” Nolan continued, and I felt him grab one cheek with one hand. The other ran over the inside softly, lubing me up with the coconut oil. It was a strange feeling, but I liked it, and pushed my hips backward eagerly.
“Easy,” Nolan laughed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I glanced over my shoulder at him, watching the focus on his face. He continued to move with precision, and I found myself relaxing more and more at his touch. His finger slipped inside of me easily, while he reached further with his other hand to play with my clit.
“Oh, that’s good,” I said with a sigh.
Nolan kept his movements slow and steady, working toward an ultimate relaxation. Finally, he paused, and tried a second finger.
“I think you’re ready,” he said, and removed his fingers. I felt him add more of the coconut oil, before his tip pressed against the entrance. “Tell me if it hurts too much.”
“Mm,” I murmured, feeling the anticipation building for what was next.
Nolan pushed himself inside inch by inch. I noticed that the space was tight, and the sensation brand-new. But I wasn’t uncomfortable, and I found myself actually liking it. I was sure that I would want more.
“Oh, yes,” Nolan growled, his fingers digging into my hips slightly. “That’s perfect.”
At first, we both moved slowly and carefully. I drank in all of the feelings that came from every sensation, eventually closing my eyes to truly experience it all. I found myself digging into the sand again when Nolan increased his speed, and biting at the inside of my lip.
“It’s… so good…” I almost whimpered.
Nolan grunted in reply, probably deeply focused on what he was doing. His grip was firm and tight at this point, and I could tell that he wasn’t very far from the end.
Suddenly, he gasped, and pulled out, squeezing my hips as he finished into the sand. Spent, I collapsed forward and turned to lie on my back. He joined me, allowing me to lift my head onto his chest.
“Well, that was something,” I breathed with a quick laugh. “Definitely not what I expected to be doing today.”
“Me either,” Nolan said, though he wasn’t entirely convincing. “But I’m glad we did.”
“Mm,” I agreed, nuzzling into his chest comfortably. It was strange, but right there, I wasn’t worried about any of the consequences that this could bring. All I wanted was to stay in Nolan’s arms.
Until I heard my phone’s ringtone blaring from my jacket, which still lay in the sand. I leapt up into a crawling position and hurried over to grab it.
It was Landon.
My heart raced as I answered. “Hi, Landon, we’re just on the way back from the farmer’s market.”
“Be faster. I need you back immediately.”