Chapter 8 #2
We’re a tangled mess of heat and desperation, lips colliding in frantic kisses, wet and hungry, nipping and tasting one another.
My hands roam every inch of her body, mapping out every soft curve, every dip. Always returning to her perfect tits, cupping them as they hang heavy in my hands, teasing her hardened nipples through her bra.
She shudders each time, her delicate fingers yanking at my hair as she grinds against me, rubbing her soaked core all over me.
When my hips take over, thrusting up in perfect rhythm with her movements, she gasps, and her breathy moans send a straight shot right to my dick.
I’m already on the edge, barely holding on.
It’s been this way since that first night in the meadow.
We haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other, exploring each other’s bodies, pushing the limits further every day.
The shy girl who once hesitated to kiss me in front of people now straddles me with confidence, teasing me to the brink of insanity. Never stopping until I’m completely wrecked beneath her, coming in my pants like an amateur.
“I want to touch you,” she whimpers.
Oh shit, I nearly lose it from the idea alone.
“That turns you on, babe? My dick in your hand? Because I feel your wetness soaking right through to my shorts.”
“Nate…”
“Not yet,” I groan, thrusting up again, perfectly timed with the way she angles her hips forward, rubbing her clit over me with every movement.
My girl’s close.
Her eyes roll, her breath hitches, and it takes everything in me to hold it as she chases the release she’s so damn close to.
I slip a hand beneath the elastic waistband of her shorts, pressing my fingers against her sensitive bundle of nerves. Maddie’s body tenses for a quick second, and then she shatters.
Her legs are a trembling mess, and her hips speed up of their own accord, chasing every last inch of pleasure.
I love that she doesn’t hold back, that she lets me see every bit of her pleasure, that she trusts me with it.
It’s sexy as hell, and it turns me on more than I can put into words.
She locks eyes with me, still breathless, and I’m done.
“Jesus, Maddie, fuck, I’m going to—” And just like every other day this week, I fail to hold on, exploding into my camp shorts.
I sigh, one eye cracking open when I’m met with silence. “Are you okay?”
She nods, but something’s bothering her.
She sits up tall, straightening her shoulders, and takes a deep long breath. “Nate?”
“Yes, babe?” I ask warily.
She fidgets with the hem of my shirt, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that makes my stomach twist.
There’s an entire war playing out in hers, and for the first time, I can’t read her.
“I want you to take my virginity before we leave next week.” The words tumble out of her in a rush, like she can’t get them out quickly enough.
My brows raise. I was not expecting that.
I push up in a rush, nearly knocking her over. “Oh fuck. Sorry,” I splutter when my cum drips out the top of my shorts onto her leg.
I pick her up by her hips and place her down on the other side of the couch, grabbing tissues to clean us both up, then tuck the head of my dick back into my shorts.
The fucker snuck out when Maddie was riding me like a professional bull rider.
Maddie’s words shouldn’t shock me.
She’s been a walking contradiction since the day I met her.
She’s the sweet Southern girl whose manners charm everyone she meets, but she’s also a natural-born leader, fearless and determined.
I should’ve known the girl who insisted I kiss her that first day at camp—while her brother was right there—wouldn’t hesitate to take charge now.
I sit back down and sigh, not sure how to say this without her feeling self-conscious.
Because I don’t think this is a good idea.
I know. What kind of idiot turns down the hottest girl they’ve ever laid eyes on?
If my brothers or friends heard my thoughts right now, they’d call me the biggest pussy on earth.
“Where is this coming from?” I ask carefully. “I hope you’re not asking for me because what we have now…it’s enough, Maddie. We don’t need to rush anything.”
She frowns. “Do you not want to have sex with me?”
I pick up her legs and put her feet on my lap, massaging them gently.
“Are you kidding? Of course I do. I think about it constantly.” I take her hand and press it against my crotch, letting her feel the evidence of how badly I want her. “Taking you in every possible way is a fucking turn-on, Mads. I get hard just thinking about it.”
“So what’s the issue?”
“I thought we’d wait until we were at college. I don’t want to rush you, Mads.”
I grin as she wiggles her toes when I stop rubbing.
“But you’re not rushing me, Nate,” she says softly. “Everything we’ve done has always felt so natural. And I want to go home feeling secure about everything…about us.”
I blink. “You don’t feel secure about us?”
She hesitates. “I did…until I asked you to be my first, and you said no.”
“I didn’t—”
“You can have sex with other girls, but not me?” Her voice tightens. “I see how it is.”
She stands in a rush, but I’m quicker and pull her down next to me.
This is escalating too quickly.
“Will you shut up, Mads? You’re talking out of your ass, and it was one girl.”
I see the wheels turning in her mind, her insecurities creeping in.
“Why did you even need to sleep with anyone else?” she asks, her voice cracking slightly. “I hate it.”
I let out a slow breath. “No more than I do.”
She opens her mouth, but I stop her.
“I don’t want to talk about other girls.” I thread my hands through her hair, tilting her head toward me. “I’m not saying no…”
“Then teach me…show me how much you love me before we leave.” My mouth opens when her eyes narrow. “Are you seriously making me beg right now?”
I pull her into a deep, lingering kiss. “No, Mads, I’m not.”
She pulls back. Her smile is blinding. “When?”
I chuckle, brushing my thumb over her bottom lip. “I’ll want to warm you up more…I want this to be as enjoyable as possible.”
She bites her bottom lip. “I’m not going to complain about that.”
“Yes, my deviant girl. I know you’re not.”
“In the meadow?” she asks, hopeful.
I pull her close again for another kiss. “In our meadow.”
Maddie
Lake Horizon stretches before us. It’s dark and endless while the water shimmers beneath the silver glow of the full moon. The cool air against my skin has me shivering in Nate’s arms.
Still, nothing can stop my mind from racing.
Tonight’s the night.
We’re pretending to be social for one of the last bonfires, but soon, when the music turns up and everyone’s distracted, we’re going to slip away.
“Are you nervous?” Nate’s breath tickles my ear.
“More about an animal attacking us in the night.” We usually sneak off during our downtime before or after dinner, not when it’s this late.
“It will be fine, and it won’t be too dark. The full moon is bright, lighting up the whole sky.”
As if on cue, the music suddenly starts, and Nate’s eyes penetrate mine.
He nods, signaling that I should get up.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” I announce loudly.
Addie’s eyes widen, giving me a quick thumbs-up. “Good luck,” she mouths.
When I notice no one is paying me any attention, I swiftly turn right instead of left and hide between the first two oak trees.
Nate better get here soon. I’m already imagining rustling sounds in the trees.
“Boo.”
“Ah!” I nearly leap out of my skin, clutching my chest while using my other hand to steady myself against the tree. “Are you out of your mind?” He chuckles and then leads me down the familiar path.
“You told Addie about tonight?” he asks as we make it to the clearing.
I glance up at the sky. Nate was right. The full moon is so bright it illuminates our meadow like a spotlight.
“Yes, of course.” I hesitate. “Was I not supposed to?”
“I don’t mind.” He shrugs. “Just surprised. What did she say?”
I cringe, not wanting to admit how she scared me half to death. But finding out her partner was just as clueless as she was calmed my nerves.
My experience has been the opposite, and I’m not complaining.
Let’s just say Nate is very much committed to ensuring I have a smooth experience.
He’s made it his mission to give me multiple orgasms a day for the last five days.
If I hadn’t experienced it firsthand, I wouldn’t think it’s physically possible for it to happen so many times.
But lord, does Nate have skills.
“What’s that face for? Did she not like it?”
“Honestly? She said her first time was terrible, and it hurt like hell.” I continue when I see his worried reaction. “But it’s only because they jumped a million steps, and he just kind of stuck it in there. She wasn’t…”
He smirks, waggling his eyebrows. “She wasn’t what, Madeline?”
“Wet.” I avert my eyes.
“Well, we both know you don’t have a problem getting fucking soaked.”
I cover my face. “Oh my god. Nate!”
He snickers, shaking out a large blanket from his backpack before settling onto the ground and pulling me between his legs, his arms wrapping securely around me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, slightly breathless.
“I want to know about your day.” He nuzzles my neck. “How was pottery class?”
“Nate…”
“Just humor me, please.”
I sigh but lean back into his embrace, linking my fingers through his, and tell him about my day.
Nate unhooks my bra and then sweeps my hair to the side. “Lay back, Mads.”
I do, propping myself on my elbows to watch him undress as I lie here completely naked.
Nate pauses before lifting his black tee over his head, taking in every inch of me.
I should be more self-conscious when I get a good look at Nate’s perfectly sculpted body.
But I’m not, thankfully. I’m too taken with his body.
His skin is tanned a perfect golden brown from weeks on the water. It accentuates every hard muscle of his ripped abs and broad chest. But what it does to his eyes, the contrast of his sun-kissed skin and his ocean-blue eyes, is mesmerizing.
He is the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on.
“Take the rest off,” I whisper.