Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove #1)(72)

Damn, this girl just kept shocking the shit out of me.

I pulled my mouth from hers because I wanted to see her.

Needed to see her.

Make sure she was okay.

I guided my dick to her entrance, teasing her a little bit as our breathing grew erratic.

I pushed in just a little, and her hands moved to my shoulders. She lifted up, encouraging me for more.

I moved slowly, inch by glorious fucking inch, and nothing had ever felt better.

“More,” she whispered, pulling my head down and kissing me.

I was lost in the moment.

Lost in this girl.

The best fucking feeling I’d ever experienced. I kissed her and rocked forward, holding myself up on my elbows as I slid deeper.

Further.

She bucked up against me, letting me know she was okay, and her tongue tangled with mine. I thrust forward, feeling her tense at first, but her hands traveled down my back to my ass as she urged me for more.

Once I was all the way in, I struggled to breathe as I tried hard not to move. I wanted to give her time to adjust to my size. I pulled my mouth from hers, needing to see those eyes on me.

“Open your eyes,” I said, when I found them squeezed shut. They flew open, and she smiled the tiniest bit. “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

Her mouth fell open. “No. I’m good. It was a little uncomfortable, but not anymore. I want your mouth on mine.”

Damn. That turned me the hell on.

My mouth crashed into hers as I slowly pulled out and slid back in at the same pace. We did that over and over again until she responded by bucking up against me to set the pace.

We found our rhythm.

Slow at first.

And then faster.

Meeting one another thrust for thrust as I pulled out and drove back in.

We were both covered in a layer of sweat as we did this again and again for what felt like forever. If I died right here, right now, buried deep inside Lila James, I would leave this earth a happy man.

“I’m close,” she whispered, and my head reared back.

I’d never expected her to enjoy the first time, but fuck me if that wasn’t the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.

My hand came between us, knowing just where she wanted to be touched. Her back arched off the bed again, and my lips found her nipple. Moving from one hard peak to the next.

I sucked and licked as I drove in and out of her.

Nothing had ever felt better.

I could feel her tightening around me, and I knew she was close.

Her nails dug into my back, and she gasped as she clenched around me like a motherfucking vise, and I couldn’t hold on any longer. She cried out my name as her entire body started to shake. I thrust once, twice—and I roared out my release, going right over the edge with her, both of us shaking and panting and riding out every last bit of pleasure.

Fucking ecstasy.

I’d had my fair share of sex in my lifetime—but nothing had ever compared to this.

I continued to prop myself above her. My arms burned, and I rolled onto my side, taking her with me, as I wrapped my arms around her.

My breathing was still labored, and the sliver of light from the moon coming through the curtains offered enough light for me to see her gorgeous face.

Our breathing slowed, and I pulled back to look down at her.

She bit down on her bottom lip and smiled. “Do I look different?”

I barked out a laugh. “You look fucking beautiful.”

“Do I look like a woman who just had her world rocked by her sexy lover?”

Damn. This girl turned me on in a way no one ever had, and she could make me laugh without even trying.

When I was with Lila, it was easy and honest and real.

Those were not words I would use to describe most of my past relationships with women.

It had never gone very deep.

But right now, it felt like I was in so deep, I’d never be able to come up for air.

I slowly pulled out of her, watching her face as I did so. “Sexy lover, huh?”

“You are that, Hugh Reynolds. The sexiest man I’ve ever met.” She chuckled as her fingers moved through my hair, stroking it away from my face.

I kissed the tip of her nose before pushing to my feet and walking to the bathroom to dispose of the condom before pulling on a pair of briefs. I reached for a washcloth and let the water heat up before holding it beneath the hot water and wringing it out.

I found her lying there sleepily, and I slowly moved her legs apart, holding the warm cloth between her thighs, and she sighed.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Snow. How do you feel?”

“Thank you,” she said, as I continued cleaning her up. “You know how you hear about something for so long, and then it’s this built-up thing, and you just want to get it over with, and you know it won’t live up to all the hype?”

“Yes,” I said, raising a brow at her and preparing to get sucker-punched in the gut about not living up to her expectations.

“That was so far beyond what I thought it would be. I think I’m a big fan of sex now.” She laughed, and I set the cloth on the nightstand and dove on top of her, tickling her and running my beard over her neck.

“Good. We can have lots of it over the next two months.” I paused to look down at her.

“Thanks for making my first time so special, Bear. I’ll remember it forever.” She ran her fingers over the stubble of my jaw. “Another one bites the dust on my list.”