Chapter 20
NOVA
I’d fantasized about Boone so many times. In my head, we’d made love so many times. Yet, I wasn’t ready for the intensity of the real thing.
My orgasm left me stunned and breathless. My body felt like it belonged to someone else.
As Boone moved inside me, I marveled at his beauty. No man had ever awakened this lusty side of me. Sex with Chris had been boring. I did it without complaint, pretending to be attracted to him as part of my wifely duties.
Nothing about Boone was boring. He was built so powerfully. His wide chest and shoulders made him feel unbreakable. I felt safe with him like I hadn’t with anyone before.
My fingers traced his lips and stroked his cheekbones. Boone watched me with his wonderfully dark eyes. They promised he wanted nothing more than to make me happy. I trusted Boone completely. I never worried about his approval of my body. All my earlier hangups faded away.
My fingers moved over his chest and arms. Boone thrusted faster. A delicious pressure built inside me, blooming in my belly and sending thrills through my body.
Our gazes held as my hands gripped my breasts. I remembered how Boone’s lips felt on my nipples. I pulled at my hard flesh and imagined him making me moan.
My second orgasm was less jarring, as if my body was learning how to accept pleasure. All those years of faking orgasms hadn’t prepared me for the real thing.
As I rode the pleasure, Boone moved with more intensity. I loved how he still watched me. He was completely present. Boone finally came inside my body, sounding pained as he found relief.
Lowering himself onto his elbows, Boone was careful to avoid crushing me under his larger build. Our kiss promised our night was only beginning. By the time his lips left mine, I felt like the sexiest woman in the world.
Boone rested at my side and kissed me again. I quickly turned over and pressed our bodies together. His hand slid over my hip to my butt.
“Was it good?” I asked, fighting a sudden spike of insecurity.
“Best sex I’ve ever had.”
With my insecurity instantly gone, I nuzzled my lips against the spot under his beard. Boone tugged me closer and sighed. I loved how I could make this sexy man feel good.
“I’ve been dreaming of this since I first saw you.”
Boone looked at me and grinned. “I also had you naked in my head from day one.”
Grinning, I felt like a different person. The old Nova was always wondering who she really was, but now I knew I was the woman meant to love Boone Chester.
“Since you’re running the show tonight,” Boone said as his lips pressed against my temple, “what do you want to do next?”
Stroking his cheek, I smiled at how we still had hours together before I had to go home.
“Can we order the Japanese food and test if we like it?” I asked and then added, “Also, when we get dressed for dinner, can I wear your shirt?”
Boone smiled. “Yes, to both, but we’ll need to pry ourselves apart first.”
“Not yet.”
Boone quickly kissed me again. In my head, I saw us downstairs, having dinner and watching a movie. I’d try sushi and learn something new about myself.
I felt fearless right now. What happened if I put on his shirt and walked downstairs, only to find myself locked into my usual worries?
Rather than chance falling into old habits, I enjoyed the feel of Boone’s body against mine. I ran my fingers down his back, over muscle and tatted skin. My lips sucked on his collarbone, leaving wet kisses across his throat before doing my best to mark his flesh.
Boone used his size to pin me to the mattress and explore my body. I moaned wildly at the feel of his lips pulling at my nipples. His fingers caressed between my legs, teasing my clit before disappearing between my folds.
The heat between my legs grew, stealing my breath until I groaned deep in my chest. I closed my eyes and saw stars while Boone worked my body into a frenzy.
When Boone kissed me, I spread my legs and welcomed him back inside my body.
Touching his face, I began to giggle. I felt like every wall I had ever built around my heart was now crumbling under the power of this man’s affection. Boone watched me laughing and moaning without judgment. He simply admired me and made me feel invincible.