Chapter Fifteen

Linc stood before Nora watching the rapid rise and fall of her chest as he stripped, her eyes widening as she took all of him in, apprehension as clear as day written on her face. She wasn’t alone. Even in high school, he’d never been with a virgin before and he wasn’t sure who was more uneasy, her or him. He’d been told countless times how good he was in bed, but standing before Nora now had him second guessing the reliability of those sources. This being her first time, he didn’t want to fuck things up.

“Do I frighten you?”

As though pulled from a trance, her eyes flew from his dick to his face. A small sheepish smile played on her lips when she admitted, “Maybe a little. You’re very large.”

A blush hit her cheeks and fuck if it wasn’t adorable. But he didn’t want her to be frightened. He needed to get her back to a few minutes ago when she was squirming beneath him. “Roll over.”

Her brow puckered. “What?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

Thank fuck for that. “Then roll over.” He was hoping the old adage, out of sight out of mind, held true.

She rolled, getting on her hands and knees to center herself on the bed. Seeing her countless times in a bathing suit, he knew she had a great ass, but fuck, seeing it as it was now, bare and up in the… No, he couldn’t go there or this would all be over before it even started.

With her lying flat on her stomach, he got on the bed, placing his knees on either side of her and using his arms to support himself above her.

“I want you to close your eyes and just feel.”

Moving her hair aside, he started at her nape—the spot he’d been fixating on every time she wore her hair up. It was softer than he imagined but he didn’t linger too long, instead brushing his lips down her spine until he reached the small of her back. He traced his tongue over the swell of her ass and she moaned. Unable to resist, he added a hand, squeezing a cheek. Then he slipped a finger inside her. So fucking wet, his dick grew impossibly harder. He played with her until he had her right where he wanted her, squirming and moaning.

“Roll over.”

He didn’t have to ask twice before she was on her back again, eyes still closed. Although her breasts were calling to him, he went for her mouth. The kiss from the car still lingered and he wanted to recapture the feeling. She opened for him without hesitation and his dick throbbed as he deepened the kiss. He came between her legs and she freely parted for him.

Grabbing handfuls of her breasts, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, tonguing its peak. She moaned again, causing his dick to twitch, eager to slip inside her wet heat. Taking his cock in hand, he ran it teasingly through her folds, gathering moisture before finding her opening and carefully sliding partway inside.

Fuck she felt good. So fucking tight. He pulled out then pushed farther in. She spread her legs wider, bending them at the knee and he sank fully in.

Then stilled.

Never before had he ever felt anything so damn good. Dick throbbing, he had to concentrate on not shooting his wad right then and there.

“Are you okay?” So far she hadn’t said a word of protest, but he had to be sure.

She trailed her hands up his back creating goosebumps down his arms. “I’m good.”

“Just good? Well, I’m going to have to work on that.”

“You won’t hear me complaining.” She gave him a saucy grin that he couldn’t help but kiss.

He moved within her, slowly at first but soon demand took over. He felt her legs wrap around him, her heels digging into the top of his ass as his tempo increased. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, his hands dug into the mattress for purchase as he pounded in and out.

She cried out, her thighs gripping him tight before going slack. He wasn’t far behind her. Body straining, he tipped his head back, white lights flashing behind his lids as his orgasm overtook him.

He collapsed on top of her, being careful not to give her all his weight, his face landing in her neck as he sucked in air.

And then he stilled, but this time for a totally different reason.

Fuck.

Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.

He’d never been so careless.

Never.

Raising his head he looked into her drowsy eyes and brushed a thumb along the soft skin of her jaw. “I forgot to put on a condom.” Her sleepy eyes widened and he cursed under his breath. “I’m so fucking sorry. That’s never happened before. I promise you, I’m clean. The league tests us regularly and I haven’t had sex since the last one.”

Her fingers landed on his lips, halting his words. “I believe you. And you don’t need to worry about pregnancy. I’m on the pill to regulate my periods.”

His forehead fell to hers and his racing heart slowed. Wrapping her up in his arms, he rolled so they were lying side by side. He lightly kissed her lips. “Let me get something to clean you up.”

Legs still a bit shaky, he made his way to the en suite. Hands propped on the counter, he stared into the mirror as he waited for the sink water to heat. A little boy’s face transposed itself over his, only he didn’t look like Linc. He looked like a mix of himself and Nora. And then it hit him. As crazy as the idea was, since their relationship had barely started, he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that he and Nora hadn’t made a baby that night. And then his heartbeat quickened for the second time in as many minutes as another thought hit him like a ton of bricks…

He was falling for her.

No. He was already gone.

After using the washcloth on himself and rinsing it, he made his way back to the bed. Nora hadn’t moved a muscle since he’d left her. Feeling happier than he had in a long time, he chuckled, “You still awake?”

She opened one eye. “Just barely.”

He put a knee on the bed. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then I’ll tuck you in.”

That seemed to rouse her as she started to sit up.

“I got you. Lie back down.”

“No, I’ve got it.” She went to grab the cloth but he pulled it out of her reach.

“You’re not turning shy on me now are you?”

“Not shy. It’s just embarrassing.”

He leaned forward until their lips were almost touching. “You weren’t embarrassed when I was eating your pussy.”

She slapped his shoulder and he leaned back with a smile when he saw her cheeks had reddened.

“It’s different in the heat of the moment.”

Not wanting to embarrass her further, he handed her the cloth and gave her his back, but not before he saw her small, appreciative smile.

He turned back around when he felt a light touch on his arm. “Thank you.”

He took the cloth, taking it to the bathroom. She was already under the covers when he returned. He slipped under to join her and she rolled to her side, placing her head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her, his fingers playing over the soft skin of her back.

He was the first to break their shared silence. “Seeing you come apart was even better than what I imagined, and my fantasies were pretty damn explicit.”

She raised her head from his chest, tilting it back to look at him. “You fantasized about me?”

“Because of my stubborn pride, I had nothing but fantasies.”

“Not that I’m complaining, but I’m curious, what made you change your mind about that.”

“Pure and simple jealousy.”

She looked genuinely surprised. “What could you have possibly been jealous about?”

“Jay.” He tried to keep the sneer from his tone when he said the man’s name but had a feeling he’d failed.

“You’re kidding?” She laughed it off but soon her smile faded when she realized that, indeed, he wasn’t joking.

“I know that up until now our relationship has been an act and because of that I felt there were limitations to what I could do or say in regard to you—us. Seeing Jay’s hands on you… I didn’t fucking like it.”

“That was nothing,” she interrupted.

“I still didn’t fucking like it. I discovered I wanted you all for myself. Really all for myself.” Possessiveness, when it came to women, was a new feeling for him, but the emotion filled him to the brink in that moment, same as when she’d told him she was a virgin. Her revelation hadn’t been a turn off, as it would have with anyone else, it had only made him want her that much more.

“I’ve waited a long time to find someone who makes me feel the way I do when I’m with you. I surrendered to you for a reason. You have nothing to be jealous about.”

He picked up a lock of her hair that lay sprawled over his chest and rubbed it between his fingers, enjoying the silky texture. “I don’t think now that the switch has been flipped I can turn it off.” He was giving her fair warning in case she wanted to run. Not that it was fucking likely he’d let her get very far.

She gave him a sly smile. “So, is this the point where you turn all caveman on me?”

There was a hint of teasing in her tone, but he took her seriously and shrugged a shoulder. “Probably. I’m not sure. I’ve never felt this way before.”

“You’ve never been in a relationship before?” She sounded surprised.

“Never.” He didn’t elaborate, shame filling him for the first time while thinking about past conquests. He knew, from the many internet photos of him with other women, that she most likely had an idea about his past, but he wasn’t going to willingly spell it out for her. They’d meant nothing but he didn’t want to take the chance she wouldn’t understand that.

He wasn’t risking anything when it came to her.

“And is that what we’re in now?”

He hated the uncertainty he heard in her tone and planned on banishing it forever. With a hand, he cupped the side of her face, brushing his thumb over her cheek. “Yeah, baby, if you’ll have me. As you’ve learned, I can be a bit of an idiot sometimes.”

Her lips curved into a sweet smile. “A bit?”

He chuckled, “Okay, a lot.”

She yawned and he tucked her head back into the crook of his neck and kissed the top of her head. “Thank you,” he whispered.

“For what?” she mumbled sleepily.

“For waiting for me.”

He felt her smile against his chest. “You were worth the wait.”

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