Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove #1)(71)

I pulled back, and with one swift move, I flipped her over onto her stomach so I could find the zipper, and she gasped.

Her breaths were coming hard and fast, and her cheek rested on the mattress as she lay perfectly still. I could see a smile on her gorgeous lips as I slipped the zipper down. The black fabric easily fell from her body, and I dropped it onto the floor before staring at her perfect ass in a black lace thong. My fingers traced across her skin and up her back as I leaned down and kissed her neck. I reached for the pins that were holding her hair in place and slipped them out, letting her loose waves fall around her. I tossed them onto the nightstand beside the bed and took her in.

“Bear, please,” she whispered, and I knew what she needed. What she wanted. I pulled back and rolled her over so I could look at her.

She pushed up on her elbows and watched as I tossed my jacket onto the chair behind me and then tried to unbutton my dress shirt before losing my patience and tearing the son of a bitch open. The buttons flew all around the room as her eyes widened, and she laughed.

“I’m so fucking done holding back,” I said, shoving the shirt off my shoulders and reaching for my pants. I stood there stark naked in front of her, my dick pointing at her so eagerly you’d think the bastard had been inside her before.

“So don’t,” she said, her voice all breathy and sexy. “I want you.”

I closed the distance between us, almost predatory in the way I moved.

“I’m all yours, Lila.” I leaned down and kissed her, her mouth parting as my tongue slipped inside.

My dick throbbed with need, but I didn’t want to rush things. My hand slid between her legs, knowing that sex was not going to be comfortable because it was her first time, and—I happened to be hung like a racehorse. I wasn’t being cocky; it was the reality. I was a big dude, and I assumed it might be painful for her. And the thought of hurting Lila did crazy shit to me.

I stroked my hand between her legs, and she was already soaked. I slid one finger inside, and a little gasp escaped her sweet mouth, and then she found her rhythm as I slid in and out of her. She tugged on my hair as she ground against my hand, and I slowly moved a second finger inside. She halted her movements for a minute, and I pulled back to look at her, pushing her wild, long hair out of her face.

“My dick is a lot bigger than this, Snow. So, we’re going to take our time until you’re ready. There’s no rush, and I want you to tell me if anything hurts.”

Her hand came up and rested on my cheek. “The only thing that hurts is when you deny me.”

Fuck me. This woman owned me.

I pushed all the way in, her eyes closed, and she arched her back and started moving her hips once again.

My mouth covered hers, and she found her rhythm. Faster. Needier. Our kiss grew more desperate each time I slid my fingers in and out. Over and over. Her breaths were labored, and my dick throbbed, but I didn’t let up. We kissed until my lips were raw. She groaned against my mouth, and I could feel her tense as she gripped my shoulders hard. I knew she was close, and I wanted to watch this beautiful woman come apart beneath me. I pulled back as her sweet body moved in perfect rhythm. Back arched, tits bouncing ever so slightly, lips plump from where I’d just kissed them, and she went right over the edge. She gasped before crying out my name with a need I understood, because I felt it, too. She quaked and shook, and her gaze never left mine as she rode out every last bit of pleasure. A layer of sweat covered her forehead, and I leaned down and kissed her softly before pulling my hand from between her legs.

She hadn’t said anything, but she reached for my hand and placed it on her heart, which was still beating rapidly.

“This is what you do to me,” she whispered. “No one has ever made my heart race.”

I reached for her hand and placed it over my heart. “Watching you come apart like that did the same thing to mine. The most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

Her lips turned up in the corners, and her eyes welled with emotion. “No more waiting, Bear. I’m more than ready.”

I pushed to stand and found my pants on the floor. I dug out my wallet, finding a condom that I had tucked away. I walked back over to the side of the bed and tore off the top of the foil wrapper, and she sat up and placed her fingers around my palm. “Show me how to do it.”

I handed it to her, and I guided my hands over hers as she slid the latex over my erection.

And I’d be dammed if it wasn’t the most intimate thing I’d ever experienced with a woman. Her desire to learn how to please me was so sexy, I nearly lost it right there.

“The easiest way is not the most exciting,” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear. “But it’s the only way I can control how slow I go, with me on top, so I can see if it’s too much for you.”

She nodded. “It won’t be.”

I leaned her back, and she spread her legs apart, making room for me to settle between her thighs, and I kissed her for the longest time, wanting to get her worked up again so it would be easier for her. I rocked against her, and we found a rhythm. Her hand reached down between us, and she gripped my cock. I hissed out a breath because it was taking all the restraint I had not to take her right here and now. And the slightest touch from her had my body buzzing with need. She spread her legs further, and my hand slipped down to find her wet and ready once again.