Page 50 of Long Hard Road

“Yes,” I said through a hard exhale.

“I’m going to make you come using just my hand.” He moved quickly, sliding one hand under my sweater to stroke the skin just above the waistband of my leggings. “How does that sound?”

“Like a good start.” It was a wonder I was able to speak at all.

He chuckled against my skin as his fingers dipped under my waistband. “Has any man ever touched you like this?”

“Not a man. One of my teenage boyfriends.”

“Hm. I’m willing to bet he never touched you the way I’m about to touch you.” He moved his hand lower, slowly caressing my mound before sliding his middle finger over my wet lips. Another moan escaped my mouth.

The arm he had wrapped around me loosened just enough for him to position his hand over my breast. He squeezed it at the same time that his middle finger found my clit. I gasped and my body jerked.

“There she is,” he murmured, making a leisurely circle around my sensitive apex. “Do you like it fast or slow, babe?”

“I…I don’t…” Thoughts weren’t possible while he was still caressing me. “I don’t know.”

“I guess we’ll have to try both then.” He kissed my jaw and whispered. “Look at me.”

I was breathing hard as I turned my head only for him to capture my mouth with a hungry kiss. His tongue teased my lips, but he didn’t slip it inside. Not even when I touched my tongue to his lips.

“Has anyone ever been inside you, Madison?” he asked gently as his middle finger slid through my slickness until it rested at my opening.

“No.” It was more of a breath than a word.

His smile was smug and possessive. “Damn, babe. We’re both about to have some fun.” The tip of his finger circled around. “Is this what you want? My finger inside you?”

“Yes.” I wanted more than just his finger, but it seemed like a good place to start. “Please, Nate.”

“You don’t have to beg. Just do me a favor and take a deep breath and let it out slowly. You’re so tense right now I’m afraid you’re going to be too tight to enjoy it.” I did as he instructed and as my lungs emptied of air, his finger slid in deep. “You okay?”

“Yes. It feels good.” The pulsing of my heartbeat was spreading.

As Nate slowly stroked his finger in and out, he moved his thumb over my sensitive clit and I could feel myself growing wetter.

“You like that, Madison? You like having me inside you?” He covered my mouth again but this time, he plunged his tongue inside at the same time that he slid a second finger into me. His kiss was a vacuum that swallowed my gasp of pleasure. His fingers curled into the exact spot inside me that begged to be stroked with his thumb circling my clit with just the right amount of pressure. This time, I pulled away slightly as I let out a sharp cry.

“Nate,” I moaned, grinding my ass into him and feeling his erection pressing hard at my back. I began to pulse around his fingers, tightening as the tingle at the base of my spine expanded sharply. “Oh my god.”

“Let go, babe. Come for me.” His fingers curled again and twisted, then curled once more and his thumb pressed down at just the right time to trigger the start of my orgasm. The heat that had been building exploded as a tremble tore through my body. If Nate hadn’t been pinning me to his body, I would have fallen to the floor. As it was, my vision went hazy and a pressure built and snapped inside my head.

Nate kept moving his hand to draw out the aftershocks rocking my body. He pressed another kiss to my lips and sucked gently on my lower lip. “Did that teenage punk ever make you cry out his name?”

“No. Never,” I said around panting breaths. “That was my first. You were the first.”

“Excellent. That means I was also the best.”

“I’m pretty sure you would be anyone’s best, Nate. That was… well, that was worth the wait.”

18

NATE

When I was sure that Madison was able to stand on her own, I slowly pulled my hand from her pants and relaxed my hold on her. She turned and placed her hand right over my hardened cock.

“Your turn,” she said with a smile.

“Not right now.” I kissed the tip of her nose. “We’ve got plenty of time for that, but we need to get back downstairs.”

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