“I was hot, okay? And I couldn’t fall asleep.”

“I couldn’t fall asleep either. I want to see you.”

What did he mean by that? I was there, right in front of him.

“Naked, Joelle. I want to see you naked again.”

“Oh.”

I’d only seen him naked once, and with all the changes his body had gone through, I wondered whethereverythinghad changed. I slowly loosened my grip on the sheets. There was no way I’d be brave enough to pull the covers off myself, and I knew that Nick knew that, because no sooner had I let my arms fall to my sides than he slowly lowered the covers off my body, his gaze following the trail of heat the pads of his fingers left behind as he traced them over my skin in a downward path.

Once the covers were down, Nick sucked in a quick breath and adjusted his crotch. I was glad it was dark and he couldn’t see the new shade of red on my cheeks. His face was glowing in the moonlight filtering through the window.

“You’re so beautiful.”

His hand slid over my stomach and then higher to my breast. He gently pinched my pebbled nipple between his fingers, and I felt my mouth open and eyes close. It felt so good. Too good. He rolled it, tightening the pressure, and I felt a trickle of moisture between my legs. If I thought that I’d been tortured when he wasn’t here, then I was wrong. What he was doing to my body now was the sweetest and most delicious torment. I heard him shift on the bed and opened my eyes just as he surprised me with a soft kiss.

“Don’t move,” he whispered.

“What if someone comes in?” I asked.

“I checked before coming here. They’re both sleeping. Don’t move, Jo, and don’t make any noise.”

Nick removed his t-shirt and shorts. I wished I could see all of him, but the lamp on the nightstand was shading his crotch.

“Touch me, Nick.”

“I’m going to do way more than touch you, baby.” He was above me in seconds, kissing his way down my body, starting with a tender stroke of his tongue around the rim of my nipples, gently pulling them out, and then dragging his lips between my breasts down to my navel.

I was panting, completely turned on by his touch and agonizing kisses that were taking their sweet time adoring my body. My hips bucked higher and higher with anticipation of his lips reaching their destination. All the while Nick had both his hands filled with my breasts, squeezing and manipulating them.

As he touched the upper part of my pubic area, I stiffened. His hands finally let go of my engorged breasts and lowered to my hips. He inhaled deeply, and I squirmed. It took all the patience I had not to reach down and touch his hard cock I was feeling against my legs.

And then it happened. His lips took a hold of my clit and I lost it at the first lick, shaking underneath him, tensing my ass. Yet I wanted more, and couldn’t stop shaking. As soon as the first orgasm left my body, obliterating me, Nick slid a finger inside me. It felt thick and welcome inside my body. I gripped my muscles around him, thrusting my hips forward, wanting to feel more of this delicious stretch.

“Do you like that, Jo?”

“Yes,” I panted.

“I’m going to add another finger.”

I wasn’t sure why he was telling me this, but it only turned me on that much more. I waited for the perfect strain on the inside as he filled me.

“It’s been a year since we made love. I need to get you ready, so it doesn’t hurt.”

He pulled his tongue between my folds while pumping his fingers in and out. It felt so good. Too good. I didn’t want him to stop. With the way he sucked on my clit, massaging my inner walls, pressing into that perfect spot I didn’t know existed until now, I was certain that whatever seductive university he’d attended, he’d graduated from with a major in orgasms. It only took seconds to feel another swell building in my body.

“Nick—”

“Shh.” He pulled away from my flesh, and passed me a pillow. “Bite this. Don’t scream.”

I nodded and he resumed his tantalizing foreplay. Was that even foreplay? I wasn’t sure because it was happening so quickly, but whatever it was, I wanted more of it. The sound of his slurps and my deep breathing intensified. As soon as he closed the suction around me and flicked the tip of his hard tongue once, I lost it. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks, the pillow muffling my scream, and my body trembled underneath him, completely taken by this new blissful release.

He kept licking and I kept throwing my hips higher to push myself deeper into his mouth. When he finally stopped, it took a moment for me to figure out where I was. Everything in my head was spinning. I was afraid that I’d wake up and this would be one heck of a wet dream. But it wasn’t, because Nick was already sliding up my heated body, lining himself up at my entrance.

Oh, my God! This is actually going to happen!

“Jo, I don’t have a condom. I came straight here from the bus, and—”