Page 88 of The Art Of Starting Over

Hayden could barely contain his desire as he moved over her, kissing her passionately and caging her underneath him. Dev scooted back and pulled Hayden between her legs, causing the hem of her dress to rise to her thighs.

As they continued to kiss, the heat between them rose to the level of full teenage make-out session, reminiscent of their teenage days. Back then, they’d spent many clandestine moments together, making out andgrinding on each other. But they never went further than touching each other over their clothes.

Is that first or second base?

Dev began pulling at the buttons on Hayden’s shirt, slowly opening it to reveal the soft patch of chest hair.

“I want you,” she whispered between kisses.

Hayden wanted to be perfectly sure he’d heard her. “And what do you want? Tell me.” His voice was husky and laden with lust. He wanted her in more ways than he could count.

Dev gave him a bashful smile. “I want you—all of you. This,” she said as she cupped him.

His eyes rolled as he fought to gain composure. He couldn’t lose it now, not with the girl of his dreams under him. Somehow, he found the strength to turn on the charm.

“That’s my girl.” Hayden grabbed Dev’s hips and rolled them both over so Dev was straddling him. His cock strained against his jeans, but the friction of having her on top of him was worth every agonizing moment.

She leaned over him and finished unbuttoning his shirt, then began trailing kisses down his chest and back up under his earlobe. He was hanging on by a thread, running his hands up her thighs under the dress she was wearing.

Then, a moment of panic struck him. Protection. He didn’t have any. Hell, he wasn’t totally convinced she’d even go out with him tonight, and even when she’d said yes, he definitely didn’t assume they’d be half-naked in his camper. “Dev?”

She panted, still rocking her body gently over his erection, which was driving him mad. “Hayden.”

“I don’t have any protection,” he confessed. “I didn’t think—”

Dev bit her bottom lip, then grinned before she let out a small laugh. “I do.”

Confused, Hayden asked, “You do? Were you expecting ... did you think ... you didn’t know I was going to ask you out ...” He didn’tknow how to feel until Dev hopped off him and grabbed her purse and began to dig inside.

She held up a condom like she was raising a paddle at an auction she knew she’d win and laughed. “Laila gave it to me before I left the bar with you.”

“Remind me to thank Laila later. Now, come here. I want to finally make love to you.”

Hayden toyed with the ends of her dress and looked at her for permission. With her help, he pulled it over her head, revealing a matching bra and panties that were also the same shade of blue as her dress.

He swallowed hard as he took her in, gripping the sundress in his hand until the silver packet caught his attention. “Jesus, Devorah. You’re so fucking sexy.” He worked to remove his shirt while Devy undid his belt, stopping to kiss him. To tease him.

With his jeans undone, she gripped his cock in her small hand, causing Hayden to hiss. He reached around her and undid her bra, letting her round breasts free. He settled her back on the bed, took his jeans off, and then returned to her, immediately sucking one of her puckered nipples into his mouth.

Dev moaned and arched her back slightly while gripping the sheets beneath her. The sounds coming from her only drove Hayden more, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to drag this out much longer. He gently ran his finger over her now-soaked panties, gently stroking her and moving to give his attention to her other nipple. Gently pushing her panties to the side, he slid one finger inside and pumped lightly while rubbing her clit with his thumb.

As Dev began to spasm around him, she cried out. “Oh my God, Hayden.” She panted harshly and sat up a bit. “Put that condom on. Right now.”

Hayden stopped, grabbed the condom, ripped the foil open, and did as he was told while Devorah rid herself of the last garment she had on. He wanted her with every bit of himself but had to check with her one last time before there was no going back.

“Are you sure?”

One word was all she said. “Yes.” She leaned back, welcoming him.

He hovered above her again, his cock at her entrance. The anticipation in her glistening eyes was unmistakable, and he thrust forward, letting her warmth surround him. She moaned loudly and began to rock her hips to meet his rhythm.

“That’s my girl,” he said as she began to tighten around him, her climax near.

“Don’t stop!” she called out, willing him to pump into her with the rolling of her hips into his. Unable to contain himself any longer, he rubbed circles on her clit while chasing his release, and they yelled out together, rocking the camper as they finished as one.

Twenty-Three

Devorah

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