The Perfect First (Fulton U, #1)(54)

We got under the covers and he held me in his arms. “You sure you’re okay?”

I ran my fingers along his muscled chest. “I’m more than okay, Reece. Are you sure it’s okay with Nix that we’re here?”

“He’s the one who suggested it when I was trying to come up with a place for a late-night swim under the stars. He’s totally fine with it.”

I slapped my hands over my face, the flush from earlier returning, only this time it wasn’t from sexual release. “That means he knows.” How was I going to face him again? Hey, Nix, your guest room bed is the perfect banging spot.

Reece peeled my hands away from my face. The tips of my ears had to be on fire.

“I didn’t say anything about the naked part. Don’t worry.” His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “You’d tell me if you weren’t okay, right?”

“Stop worrying. I’m fine—better than fine. Sore”—his muscles tensed—“but that’s to be expected. There had to be a first, and I’m glad it was you.”

A cloud flashed across his eyes and he pulled me closer, hugged me tighter, and held on to me like I was a buoy in a hurricane.

“What’s wrong?” I asked softly.

His lips tickled my shoulder. “Nothing. Let’s get some sleep.” He pulled the blankets up higher.

Glancing up at him, I swallowed. Putting on the bravest face I had, I reached down between us and palmed his semi-hard dick. “Do we have to?”

His neck tightened and he sucked in a sharp breath between his teeth. “You’re sore.”

“I am, but that doesn’t mean I don’t still want you. I think I know exactly what can help me feel a lot better.” Tightening my grip, I pumped my hand up and down his length.

He tugged me forward and captured my lips in a demanding kiss, covering my hand with his own and tightening the grip around it.

“You’re playing with fire, Wild Child.”

I licked my lips. “I’m playing with you.”

“I am your jungle gym. Play to your heart’s content.” He released my hand and rolled over, opening the drawer on the nightstand. The silver foil package caught the low light filtering in from outside and my clit throbbed as he ripped it open with his teeth.

“Are you ready for this?” I shoved the blankets back, showing myself to him completely.

He rolled on the condom. “I thought that was my line.” He grinned and fell down, covering me with his body. Rolling me over so I straddled his hips, he grabbed my ass and pulled me forward. His dick stuck up straight, resting between my thighs.

Pushing forward, I lifted off my knees and held on to him, slowly lowering myself. I stared down at where we were joined, watching more of his length disappear inside of me while relishing the feeling of him thickening within me and rubbing against every pleasure spot I had.

My ass finally hit his thighs, and I rocked back and forth.

“I swear you’re going to kill me,” he murmured.

“Glad to know I’m a quick study.”

“Any quicker and you might be a lethal weapon.”

“But what a way to go.” Using all my studying to my advantage, I moved my hips in a figure eight. His hands shot from my ass to the sheets, fisting them in his hands and squeezing his eyes shut. He slammed his hand against the bed and thrust so hard up into me that I nearly fell off. The climax smashed into me like a freight train and my fingers dug into his chest. My thighs quaked and my pussy clamped around his cock as it swelled, the pulse of his orgasm setting off another for me.

I slumped forward, falling onto his chest, my heart pounding so hard I swore he could hear it too.

“See, what’d I tell you? You’re a dangerous woman.”





21





Seph





The small wooden staircase was full of people. Berk and LJ stood in the middle of the snow-covered backyard in snow boots, shorts, and jackets, crowded around the grill, which was billowing smoke into the air.

I crossed my arms over my chest. Being there with just the guys was one thing, but the house felt different with other people in it. These weren’t strangers at a club or a bar. These were people in his house, his other friends. Their opinions had to matter to him too, right? What if they found me lacking?

The volume increased as more people came in through the front door. I was surrounded. I kept expecting someone to show up and tell me it was time to leave.

Reece carried a keg out of the kitchen, and we backed up against the railing to let him and Nix past. The corners of his mouth lifted higher as he passed. “Don’t even think of bailing, Wild Child.”

“How’d you get roped into all this?” The girl beside me leaned over and talked out of the side of her mouth, lifting her chin toward the backyard grilling and snow-diving. She had bright blue eyes and curly black hair. “Is Reece blackmailing you with unseemly pictures?” Her eyes glittered with mischief.

“No, I think we’re kind of dating.” It was the first time I’d said those words out loud. Was that what it was? Was he my boyfriend? “Is that how LJ got you here? Sexy blackmail pics?”

She snorted into her beer, spraying foam over the rim of her cup. “Not unless they’re our bathtub pics from when we were five. And good for Reece. LJ said he had a rough year last year. You seem like just the kind of person he should be dating.”