Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove #1)(64)

“You ever done this before?” His voice was gruff and sexy, and I squeezed my thighs together.

I nodded. “Yes. Once.”

And I’d hated it. But I wanted to do this with him in a way I’d never imagined I would.

I wanted to make him feel good the way he’d made me feel good.

My hand found his shaft, and I gripped it as his head fell back and he groaned. “Fuck, Lila. I’ve thought about this so many times. About fucking that sweet mouth of yours.”

Moisture pooled between my legs, and I licked the tip of his erection, swirling my tongue around it slowly. His fingers tangled in my hair, and I wrapped my lips around him, taking him in a little bit at first. I took my time, and he didn’t rush me.

His fingers gently stroked my hair, and he moaned as I took him in deeper.

It turned me on that I was affecting this big, strong, sexy man this way.

I knew Hugh was experienced—and I obviously wasn’t. But it didn’t seem to bother him at all.

I went deeper, and he started to move faster.

I loved it.

The sounds he was making were feral. His grip on my hair tightened, and I continued moving him in and out, swirling my tongue and enjoying the feel of him against my lips.

I never knew it could be like this.

I tilted my head back just enough to look up at him and see his hooded eyes on me.

“Slip your hand beneath your dress and tell me if you’re wet,” he commanded.

I did as he said, and he continued to rock in and out of my mouth. I groaned when I found myself soaked, and his fingers continued grinding against my scalp in the most erotic way as he helped set the pace. “Keep touching yourself. I want you to come with me.”

I hadn’t even known that was a thing.

Hadn’t even known that I could ever touch myself in front of a man.

But I wanted to do it.

Wanted to chase my pleasure right alongside him.

My entire body buzzed with need. His breathing grew erratic, and little pants escaped my lips, which were wrapped around him.

“So fucking sexy, Snow. Seeing you on your knees with my cock in your mouth.”

I whimpered because I was ready to detonate.

I took him deeper.

Faster.

His groans filled the space around us.

Deep and husky and sexy.

He attempted to pull my head away, but I refused to move. I wanted to stay right here.

“Come for me, right now,” he demanded, his voice deep and laced with desire.

Warm, thick liquid filled my mouth, and I squeezed my eyes closed as my entire body started to shake.

Hugh growled my name, and I went right over the edge with him.

Quaking and gasping as sensation flooded every inch of my body.

It was the most erotic moment of my life.

And I only wanted more.





nineteen





Hugh





Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I’d never experienced anything like this before.

This need. This desire. This want.

Lila fucking James was inexperienced, yet she managed to give me the best blow job of my life, all while getting herself off at the same time.

I’d never seen anything or anyone sexier.

I looked down at her as she pulled away and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked up at me with big, dark, trusting eyes. “Wow. Is it always like that? Or is this just a Hugh Reynolds thing?”

I reached down and pulled her to her feet, brushing the hair away from her beautiful face with my hands. “It’s never like that. It’s definitely a Lila James thing.”

I couldn’t believe all that had happened today, and I’d yet to really touch her. Or kiss her. Sure, we’d pleasured one another. But I wanted to kiss every inch of her sweet body. We’d crossed a line, and there was no going back now. And even with the guilt that I felt about betraying my best friend, I only wanted more.

I only wanted her.

I was a greedy bastard. Especially when it came to Lila.

“I hope the sex is just as good as everything else has been,” she whispered, and I barked out a laugh before reaching for my briefs and pulling them on before my dick started thinking about going for round two.

“We’re not having sex tonight, Snow.” I pulled her back into my arms and kissed the top of her head.

“Why not?”

“Because today has been a lot, and this is all pretty new to you, so we’re not fucking rushing it. You’ve come twice, and I haven’t even been inside you yet. Nor have I kissed you nearly enough or explored your gorgeous body. There’s no rush. We’ve got two months, right?” I asked her casually, but for whatever reason, those words stung. Hell, normally two months with someone would be a really long time.

But with Lila, it felt like it would never be enough.

We’d decided to do this, so I wasn’t going to run anymore.

But I also wasn’t going to rush anything.

“I thought you were a player,” she said, her voice teasing.

I pulled back to look at her. “Are you shaming me for trying to be a good guy?”

“Maybe. But you can’t call all the shots, or this won’t work. We’ve got two months, so you need to play fair. I feel like you hold all the power.” She moved to sit on the bed and crossed her arms over her chest.