thing sticking up?”
“Again with the sweet talkin’. When you’re ready, pop ’er in and commence to ridin’.”
“That’s it?”
“Yep. You set the pace. You’re in charge.”
“Do I sit up? Or lay across you?”
“Either way. If you sit up I can reach your clit. But I ain’t gonna complain about having them beautiful tits rubbing on my chest.”
She rose on her knees, aligned her pelvis to his and held the rigid shaft straight up with one hand as she braced her free hand on his broad chest. Heat darkened his eyes as he watched his cock slowly disappearing into her body.
Holly took her own sweet time and was pleased Nick didn’t grab hold of her hips and force her down.
Once he was fully seated inside her, he closed his eyes and groaned. “Ah, hell. You feel good, Holly. Warm and tight and perfect. I could get used to this.”
Nick’s sweet words gave her pause.
“You okay?”
“Are you?” she countered.
“Never been better. Do what you want, darlin’, you have the reins.”
She experimented with lifting and lowering. Loving the deep push at the end. But she missed that skin-on-skin contact. She angled forward, placing her hands beside his head and shimmied down. “Oh.”
“Like that do you?”
“God yes.”
“Let me help. You’ll like this even better.” Nick grabbed onto her butt cheeks and squeezed, gently rocking her.
“Oh, that’s…I really like that.”
“Thought you might. Don’t tense up. Another good thing about you laying in this position? I can kiss you and run my hands all over your soft skin.”
Holly rocked on him, amazed by the sense of power of being on top. Amazed by the control Nick freely handed over. Amazed by how his lazy, wet kisses were deceptively seductive. She hadn’t had many lovers in her twenty-eight years, and none of them showed this trust and playfulness, sometimes even after months of dating, that Nick had shown her in just a few hours.
He kissed his way down her throat. “Whatcha thinkin’ about so hard, darlin’?”
“Sorry. I-I tend to overthink things.” She quit moving on him. “Are you mad?”
“No. Just curious as to what drew your attention away from this.” He flexed his hips. “’Cause it’s mighty fine.”
She groaned. “It is. I was thinking about you. How much…you don’t mind that I’m not…you’re so patient… You’re just so great and I’m really happy to be here with you.”
“Holly. Baby.” His voice was gruff. “C’mere.”
Nick’s kisses intensified and she began to push back onto all that male hardness. Sliding belly to belly. The scrape of his chest hair on her nipples sent shudders down her spine, which he chased with fingertips soft as raindrops.
The continual graze of his pubic hair on her clit brought forth a short, but powerful orgasm that left Holly gasping as she ground against him. He muttered against her throat, nonsensical masculine words of encouragement through every sweet pulse.
He fastened his hands to her ass and thrust up. “Right there. Just like that. Yes.” Nick arched his neck and she eased back to watch his face as the orgasm washed over him. God he was sexy, lost in the moment, a moment of passion she’d brought to him. Another feeling of sexual power emboldened her to scatter kisses across his chest.
He blinked his eyes open with a small, surprised smile. “Whoa.”
“I’ll say. Does that mean you want me to stop?”
“Never.” He followed the outline of her jaw with a shaking fingertip. “I think you like being on top.”
“Mmm-hmm. I think you’ve created a monster.”
“Just wait until you see what I’ve got planned for the hot tub.”
Chapter Five
“There’s a hot tub in here?”
Lord, Nick loved Holly’s wide-eyed look. Innocent, yet interested. “More like a deep bath with whirlpool jets.” He toyed with her hair. “Sound like fun?”
“Everything sounds like fun with you.” Holly smooched his nose and slid forward until his
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