Chapter 13 #2
“I think I need to even things up a little here,” he muttered as he found the knot of her dress.
He wasn’t a surgeon for nothing. He was as skilled with his fingers as Nadia was and he had her dress off her in seconds.
“Fuck, Boston, you really are going to kill me.” He groaned at the sight of her lacy pink lingerie.
Her bra cupped her breasts perfectly, as if hands were holding them.
They were the perfect size and her nipples pushed against the soft fabric. He licked his lips eager to taste her.
Giving into his basic needs, he scooped her up and placed her on the bed. He lay down beside her, his fingers tickling her belly as his lips closed around her tempting breasts. They moaned together as he sucked her nipple hard.
“Mitch, that feels amazing. Harder.”
Not one to deny a woman anything, he gently bit the peak before running his tongue over it to soothe the bite.
While her bra was beautiful to look at, it was hindering his overall experience.
Reaching beneath her, he quickly released the fabric.
Nadia lifted from the bed helping him to remove it.
Her hands went to the thin straps of her lace panties, but he stilled her movement.
“Let me.” Again he pressed his lips against her and the chaste kiss turned into a carnal open mouthed one.
Their tongues dueled with each other. Nadia’s nails dug into his shoulders and he welcomed the sting of pain.
He wanted to take it slow. Take the time to savor every taste and touch.
Learn the places that would have her panting hard, but the need to consume her was overwhelming him and he had a feeling that it was the same for her.
As if she could read his mind, her fingers scraped down his back until they reached the waistband of his boxers.
Before she could push them down he lifted himself away and divested himself of his last piece of clothing.
Not one to be left behind, and because they’d been equal partners from the second they’d entered the room, Nadia removed her panties and dropped them over the side of the bed.
“I know I keep saying it, but you’re so beautiful, Nadia. I need you so badly.” He placed a hand on her pubic bone, above the strip of hair where his fingers and tongue itched to possess.
“Take me, Mitch. I’m all yours.” To prove her point she grabbed his hand and placed it over her pussy.
Of their own volition his fingers slipped through her wet folds.
Nadia bucked beneath his touch, and because she still had hold of his hand, she encouraged him to stroke her.
Encouragement was the last thing he needed, he was all in.
His lips closed over her nipple again, sucking in time with the thrusting of his fingers.
Slow. Slow.
Fast. Fast.
Hard. Hard.
Soft. Soft.
The tempo was natural and seemed to work perfectly for them. Nadia’s breathing became more ragged and her soft moans increased in volume until her back arched and she screamed when her inner muscles pulsed around his finger as she orgasmed.
Mitch’s body was on fire. He wanted to sink into the warm channel where his fingers were. Slowly he withdrew as fine tremors rippled through Nadia.
He gave her a slow kiss to calm her and him down. He was close to the edge and if he followed through on his need to sink into her, he’d blow his load the second he entered her.
Her hands caressed his shoulders lightly, and her hips kept grinding against him, as if he’d only whetted her appetite and she still wanted more. Which was fine by him.
Breaking the kiss, he pulled away from her. “Where are you going?” she mumbled as he slipped off the bed.
Grabbing his pants he pulled out his wallet and held it up. “Protection.” He pulled out the only condom he had. Damn, he wished he had more than one and maybe it showed on his face because what Nadia said next was the last thing he ever expected hearing from her.
“It’s okay, I’ve got a couple in my purse.”
“I love a woman who is prepared,” he grinned and ripped the packet open.
He rolled the condom on quickly and climbed back on the bed, lying over her once again.
Their bodies were aligned. Breast to chest. Hip to hip.
His hard cock resting between her legs, itching to get inside her like his fingers had been only moments ago.
Their gazes connected and Mitch took a few seconds to look at the woman beneath him.
Her brown hair spread across the white pillow, soft as silk.
Her eyes slumberous with desire and her lips plump from his kisses.
He swore his heart was about to thump out of his chest. He’d never had this type of intense feeling wash over him when he was about to make love to a woman.
Realization struck, he was about to make love to Nadia.
He wasn’t about to have sex or fuck. Their connection was deeper than anything he’d ever had before, and it wasn’t because of her help with his PTSD attacks.
It was because with her, he could conquer the world.
For the first time since he walked away from his Army career, he had the urge to get back into what he’d trained for—performing surgeries.
There was a long way for him to go. He and his therapist had a lot of work to do, but Mitch knew that with Nadia by his side he could conquer anything.
Adjusting his position so that he was nestled more securely against her entrance, he smoothed a hand over her hair. “Boston, I can’t imagine my life without you.” The second he finished speaking he lifted his hips and entered her with one thrust.
His body pulsed at the way her body accepted him immediately. Her inner muscles clenched around his hard length like they had around his fingers. Mitch never wanted to move. He wanted to stay joined with Nadia. Stay like this forever.
Forever.
The thought of being with her for all of eternity didn’t scare him. If anything it calmed him. Mitch started the slow withdrawal out of her, before plunging deep again. The more time he spent in her arms the more he didn’t want to leave.
Her fingers dug into his ass, and she swiveled her hips against his, deepening his penetration.
A low tingle began to form at the base of his spine.
With every increase of his thrusts, the tingle intensified until his climax was about to burst out of him.
But he didn’t want to go alone. Reaching in between them, his thumb found her clit and he pressed down hard on the small nub of nerve endings.
He maintained the pressure as he continued his thrusts until her cries filled his ears and his release consumed him.
Their bodies shuddered together in contentment.
Gathering her close, Mitch turned them so he lay on his back and Nadia was sprawled on top of him. He brushed his lips against hers. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to move ever again.”
Nadia chuckled, which caused another full body shiver from the both of them. “I’m not complaining.”
Mitch took a deep breath, held it and then let it out. Tightening his hold on her, he closed his eyes. He hadn’t been lying when he said he didn’t think he could move again. Right this second, he never wanted to let her go.