Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 121576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 486(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 486(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
I was falling in love for the first time. I shouldn’t recognize myself.
Chapter Eighteen
NATHAN
I knew exactly what Jenna meant, because I felt the same way.
I wasn’t inexperienced. I’d been with Sadie for nine years and plenty of women before that. Most weren’t memorable in any way, which wasn’t an insult to them. I just fucked around a lot growing up. I was practiced at foreplay. I knew how this should feel.
But with Jenna it was different.
I kissed her like I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, just that I needed to be doing it. I couldn’t get enough. I touched her body like I’d never felt a woman’s shape before. Like I could touch her and do nothing else for hours, and Jenna let me. She didn’t rush me along when I settled beside her, dick harder than steel. She let me drag this out.
I thought I was wild when I ate her pussy, but playing with Jenna’s body…I grabbed at her desperately. I moved her how I wanted. I worried I was being too rough.
I wasn’t.
Jenna got off on everything I was doing.
When I squeezed her breasts and sucked on them, she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and begged me not to stop. When I stretched her with two fingers inside and dared to press a third to her ass, she pushed against me, inviting me in, and smiled into the crook of my neck when I merely rubbed her. She came again, clawing at my back and moaning in my ear. My mouth and hands left marks all over her. Her soft body glistened with sweat.
Jenna played with me too. She crawled over me and stroked my dick. She slid it between her breasts. She let me fuck them, her hot tongue lapping at the head. She sucked me into her mouth, licked my balls, and pumped my shaft. Then she kissed her way up my body.
I wanted to close my eyes—her mouth felt too good—but I watched her, my head on the pillow and my hands in her hair. I couldn’t miss this.
She kissed my abs and my chest. She stroked her hands up to my shoulders and down my arms, wrapping her grip around my muscles. When she straddled my waist and leaned down, I thought she was going to kiss me and couldn’t fucking wait for it, but Jenna put her hand on my chin and tipped my head back. She licked my throat.
“You have the sexiest neck I’ve ever seen,” she whispered, pressing her lips there, sucking a little. “When you get home from work and you unbutton your collar and I get to see it…I nearly die every time.”
“Yeah? That gets you going?”
“Oh yeah. Among other things. The rolled-up sleeves is a hit with me too. Your arms are incredible.”
God, it felt good knowing how I got to her. “Thank you,” I said, a little smugly.
Jenna smiled as she sat up. She glanced over at the nightstand and reached for the condom. “When did you buy new ones?”
“The day after we realized the others had expired.”
She peered down at me. The foil pressed against my chest. “Staying ahead of those two months, huh?”
“I think we both knew we’d never make it that long.” I held her waist as I sat up, shifting her over so she was beside me on the bed. Getting to my knees, I tore the wrapper open with my teeth.
Jenna stretched out on her back. She bent her leg and dropped it to the side, opening herself to me as I rolled on the condom.
“Thanks for the view.”
She blushed. “No problem.”
We were both smiling and laughing when I settled over her, and then, immediately, we weren’t. We looked at each other, mouths open, chests heaving with our breaths, as I dropped to my elbow and slid my other hand between us.
Jenna cupped my face. She kept staring at me. She never closed her eyes once as I slid inside. As I stretched her.
Pleasure wrapped around my body. My muscles burned. Holy fuck, this woman.
“Nathan,” she gasped. Her heels dug into my back.
I shifted forward, moving in, in, in, her body gripping me. I pumped my hips gently until I was fully inside.
“Are you okay?” I asked. It had been four years for her. I didn’t want this to hurt.
Jenna nodded, breathing sharply against my mouth.
Now we could fuck. Finally. But I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I stared at Jenna, and she stared at me. And there it was again—that feeling of discovering something for the first time. I couldn’t remember wanting something so badly before.
And God, I wanted to make this good for her.
I bent down and kissed her, licking inside her mouth. Jenna moaned against my tongue, and hearing that, I couldn’t not move. I shifted my hips, reared back, grabbed her knees, and held her open. I pumped into her.