Chapter 18
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
NASH
I had died and gone to heaven. That was the only explanation for the angel lying beneath me on the couch, her nipple in my mouth and her whimpers in my ear. Christ, what had I done in my life to deserve this? She was my every teenage fantasy come to life, and I was just grateful this happened after I knew what to do with a woman like her.
And Rory? She was going to come before the night was through. Even if I had to spend two hours between her legs, even if my tongue cramped and my jaw locked, I wasn’t leaving her pussy until I felt it pulse around me.
When she was a squirming, incoherent pile of limbs beneath me and her breasts were pink from my stubble, her nipples glistening from my mouth, I slid down the length of her body. Pressed a kiss to the under-curve of her breast, licked a circle around her belly button, brushed my stubbled chin back and forth against her lower stomach as I tugged the leggings from her body.
Initially, she’d been a tight bundle of anxiety, but I couldn’t find an ounce of it still remaining. She didn’t hesitate or stiffen as I divested her of her last articles of clothing, her panties going over my shoulder the way of her leggings. And then she was spread out before me, a centerfold come to life. I gripped her lush hips, digging my fingers into the soft flesh before bringing my hands together between her legs, my thumbs sweeping over her pussy. She was soft and smooth and glistening, and I needed to put my tongue on all that pink.
With a groan, I slid off the couch, kneeling next to it and tugging her ass to the edge. I pressed my palms to her inner thighs and spread her legs wide for me.
She shifted, her hands fluttering around her as if she didn’t quite know what to do with them. “Nash, I’m?—”
“Fucking gorgeous here too.” I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her left thigh and then her right, smiling against her skin when I found a strawberry-shaped birthmark there. I traced around it with my tongue, my cock positively throbbing at the sound of her whimper.
Her pussy was wet— drenched —and I couldn’t wait another second to taste it. With my thumbs, I pulled her apart and gave a long lick up the length of her slit, swirling my tongue around her clit before swiping back down again.
“Oh my word ,” Rory breathed, her hand snapping to the back of my head as if she were afraid I was thinking about leaving.
I smiled against her clit, brushing my lower lip back and forth across the swollen bud. “I’m gonna have you screamin’ ‘fuck’ before this night is through.”
“You’ll do no such?—”
As soon as I sucked her clit into my mouth, her words cut off on a gasp before turning into nonsensical rambling, but I got the gist. Don’t you ever fucking stop doing this, Nash King.
I slipped one, then two fingers inside her, pumping them slowly, reading her body language and giving her what I thought she wanted without her saying a word.
When she got restless, her hips jerking in small circles, I worked my fingers inside her faster, pulling back and thrumming my thumb against her clit at a quick pace.
When she ground down, I added another finger, pressed them deep, and suctioned hard on her clit.
When she tensed and clutched her hands to either side of my head, her thighs pressing against me and her breath and body held taut as if she were worried an exhale would scare the orgasm away, I didn’t move a damn inch. Didn’t alter my movements even a fraction.
And when she squeezed my fingers as she came, a startled gasp flying from her, I tried real goddamn hard not to smile. Tried and failed. I brushed my tongue and my lips against her, slowly pumping my fingers inside her, until she finally jerked her sensitive flesh away from my touch.
I kissed a path up her body, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth until she hummed in her throat and lifted her hips toward me.
“You—” she panted, breathless. “I…”
“Came all over my face. Imagine that.”
A flush swept up her chest to her neck before settling in her cheeks. “I cannot believe you just said that to me.”
I grinned, loving these two sides of her. She’d just practically ridden my tongue but was suddenly shy over a few words. “Aw, c’mon, princess. Don’t go gettin’ all prim and proper on me now. Not when you were tugging me closer to your pussy and fucking yourself with my fingers.”
Her mouth dropped open on a gasp. “Nash King?—”
“Love it when you say my name like that.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re incorrigible.”
“So you’ve told me.”
“And yet you haven’t changed.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Do you want me to?”
She narrowed her eyes and tightened her mouth—a look that’d no doubt had lesser men cowering in the corner—but didn’t say a word.
“That’s what I thought.” I stood from where I’d been kneeling on the floor and leaned over her, resting my hands on either side of her shoulders. Her hair was in total disarray, her body flushed and sweaty and completely, gloriously naked, and I couldn’t believe she was mine for the night. “Get ready, ’cause I’m about to do something incorrigible again.”
“What are you—” Her words were swallowed up by a squeal when I lifted her over my shoulder and palmed her bare ass as I strode down the hallway to her bedroom. “Put me down!”
“No can do, princess. Much as I’ll always have a fondness for that couch, I don’t want to fuck you for the first time on it.” I turned my head and pressed my teeth into the curve of her hip, giving her ass a little swat. “Maybe some other time.”
“If you don’t put me down right this second, there won’t be ‘some other time’!”
I twisted the knob of her closed bedroom door and welcomed the glorious coolness of the room thanks to the window air-conditioning unit. “You sure about that?”
She pinched my side. “You wanna try me?”
Dropping her on her bed, I pulled back and stared unabashedly as her breasts bounced. “I wanna try a whole lot with you tonight,” I said, my voice rough as I lifted a brow and dropped my hands to my fly. “You still with me on that?”
She bit her lip, her gaze raking over my bare chest before focusing on my stilled hand. “Well, hurry up, then.”
I wisely—but barely—kept in the laugh that wanted to burst free and shed my jeans and boxer briefs in record time, snagged a condom from my wallet, and tossed it on her pillow. Even with the packet landing next to her head, her gaze never faltered, her eyes wide and locked on my leaking cock. I was so hard it hurt and wanted to bury myself inside her with an intensity I’d never felt before, but I’d be damned if I rushed a second of this.
“I’m not gonna be doin’ a whole lotta hurrying tonight, princess.” I climbed up the bed and mapped a trail all over her body with my lips and tongue. “In fact, I have half a mind to jerk off right now just so I don’t bust as soon as I sink inside your pussy.”
“Oh,” she breathed.
I grinned. “Yeah, oh.”
“Um…are you?”
“Am I what?”
“Gonna…” She darted a glance down to my cock and sank her teeth into her bottom lip before expelling a shaky breath. “You know.”
Just to see what her response would be, I sat back on my heels and fisted my cock, groaning as I gave it a slow, leisurely tug.
She gasped, her eyes flying up to mine. Her breaths came faster now, her gaze darting back and forth between my dick and my face as if she couldn’t decide where to look. I’d initially started jerking myself to tease her, to test out what she might like. Push those boundaries just a little since she’d obviously never pushed them before. But it didn’t take a genius to realize her reaction was one of interest. Of desire.
“You like that.” My voice came out thick and rough, my own arousal too difficult to conceal.
She squirmed beneath me, her body flushed. “I don’t— I’m not?—”
“It’s okay if you do.” I closed my eyes, picturing Rory spread out on her sheets, her fingers rubbing circles between her legs. Did she moan when she was all by herself? Or did she keep herself restrained even then? “God knows I’d fucking love to watch you.”
“Y-you would?”
Goddamn, this girl. I’d never in a million years have guessed this gorgeous, no-holds-barred, ballbuster of a woman lacked confidence in the bedroom.
“Anytime you wanna give that a go, you lemme know.” I released my cock, because I was already going to have to mentally walk through each minute step for installing a faucet just so I didn’t come as soon as I sank inside her. I plucked the condom from the pillow, ripped open the packet, and rolled the latex down my length. “I was thinkin’ maybe we could do something else right now.”
Whether consciously or not, she’d covered herself with what little was available to her—namely her appendages. She’d draped one arm over her breasts and shielded her pussy with the other hand. How she could be self-conscious at all was a complete mindfuck for me. She was the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen—in real life or not. And for however long I had Aurora Haven in my bed, I was going to make it my mission to ensure she believed that.
I nudged her hand away with my cock, guiding the tip through her wetness before swirling it around her swollen clit. “These plans okay with you?”
She nodded once, a jerky motion, and kept her eyes locked on where I teased her. Although, I was teasing more than just her—I was driving myself crazy, and my orgasm was already breathing down my neck.
So with one last look at her face, making sure she was still on board with this, I lowered my cock to her entrance and eased my way inside her. I gritted my teeth as I rocked back and forth at an excruciatingly slow pace, inching deeper with each push until I was finally fully seated.
When I gave a tentative thrust, Rory let loose a loud moan, and I jerked inside her in response. While whimpers and breathy sighs had left her lips when I’d had my face buried between her legs, this unrestrained sound of pleasure was something new entirely.
She jerked like she’d been shocked, her eyes wide as one hand flew up to her mouth. Through her fingers, she said, “Oh my heavens, I didn’t mean to do that.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”
“Yes, I’m—” Her words cut off with another loud moan when I slid out nearly all the way then snapped my hips forward and plunged inside her again. With a yelp, she covered her whole face.
I breathed out a husky laugh as I pried her hands away. “You don’t get to be embarrassed now, princess. Not when you’re stuffed full of my cock. Not when this pussy is taking me so sweet.”
“ Nash .”
“What?”
“ You know what. ”
I grinned at her scandalized tone, as if she weren’t working those hips in slow circles, trying to get me deeper. If I weren’t careful, I’d give her a heart attack during our very first time. I had so many more things I wanted to say, words of praise and lust and worship—and, yeah, most of them were utterly filthy.
Instead of letting them fly, I clamped my mouth shut, locked our fingers together at her sides so she couldn’t cover herself again, and rode her. Slow and deep and sweet and dirty.
I’d had to recount how to install a whole fucking kitchen just to stop myself from blowing, but it was worth it when she started getting restless beneath me, the moans she no longer tried to hide coming faster with each thrust.
“Ah, sweet girl. What do you need?”
“I don’t— I’m not—” She shifted her head restlessly on the pillow, squeezing her fingers tighter against mine.
“I know, babe. I got you.” I extracted one of my hands and brought my thumb to her clit, pressing down hard before flicking it back and forth in a quick rhythm.
Her eyes flew open, shock evident on her face, and her entire body locked down, just like earlier. She clamped her legs around my hips, her knuckles white as she gripped my hand, and held her breath while watching me with something that was awfully close to awe. And fuck if that didn’t make my cock swell even further inside her.
I clenched my teeth and held on by a thread, because I’d be damned if I came before she did. Not when she was this close. Not when she was looking at me like I was Superman and the Messiah all rolled up in one.
When she finally fell, when her body tightened so much around me, I had no choice but to follow, pumping hard and fast before emptying inside her as my name fell again and again from her lips.
After the world righted itself and I could see more than bursts of color, I stared down at her and brushed my thumb along her cheek. Took in her flushed face, her still-quick breathing, her mussed hair. Her glazed, lust-filled eyes that went straight to my cock. Goddamn, I was getting hard again, and from the look on her face, she felt it.
I raised an eyebrow. “How’d I do?”
She bit her lip and squirmed beneath me, her nipples tight little buds just waiting to be sucked. “Don’t you have to…” She gestured between us.
Take care of the condom? Yeah, I did, and unfortunately, I only had one more with me, which meant I wouldn’t get to fuck her as many times as I’d have liked.
I’d just have to hope this wasn’t a one-time thing for her. That she’d let me back between those gorgeous legs of hers, let me kiss her and hold her and be inside her.
Because, against my better judgment, I wasn’t done with her yet.