Page 14 of Spring Forward

Her hips start to grind against me faster as she claws at my back. The way her skin brushes against mine has my heart pounding in my chest and my blood racing. I need more of her. I need all of her.

I shift my weight and hold myself up on one forearm to use my other hand to touch her. My hand roams her skin, feeling the warmth of her, feeling the smoothness of her, the softness. The fucking rightness.

It’s almost too much. Where do I touch her next? I want to touch her everywhere. My fingers tweak her nipple and then slide down the side of her ribcage to grip her hip and help her grind against the ridges of my abs.

“Noel,” she shouts out as her thighs grip me tighter and her entire body locks up for a moment before shuddering.

It only takes a tilt of my head to lock my eyes on her gorgeous face. There’s no fucking way I’ll be missing a single moment of witnessing her come undone for me.

“Perfect, Freckles,” I grit out through my teeth. I’m barely holding on. “What do you want?”

She falls back against the blanket, her chest heaving as she comes down from her pleasure. With the way her hair is spread out around her head, the sun is able to catch the red and golden strands and make it look like they’re glowing. Her green eyes, clouded with lust, start to clear slightly and sharpen.

I hold my breath, waiting for her to push me away. Waiting for her to tell me no. Waiting for her to build her walls bigger and better around her heart.

Instead, she shocks me down to my soul when she cups my jaw and pulls me down to her until our lips are almost touching. “You better take your pants off and fill me with your cock. Don’t make me wait,” she demands. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you, but I can’t make any promises.”

It’s all I need to hear. I slam my mouth down on hers and kiss her hard, wanting to imprint myself on her marrow, needing to burrow as deeply as I can. Embarrassingly, I fumble with my belt and jeans and barely kick my boots off all while keeping her body covered with mine.

I’m not going to give her a chance to change her mind or think too deeply about this. She doesn’t get it.

But she will.

She’s mine.

And I’m never letting her go.

The moment my cock is free from my boxer briefs, the head slaps down against her clit and she lets out a whimper that has pre-cum dripping from the tip. I slide my length between her pussy lips, collecting her wetness and snarling at how fucking good it feels.

The moment I grip the base of my dick and slide the crown down toward her entrance, I freeze. This wasn’t the plan, and I’m not prepared. I could roar with my displeasure.

“What?” Her gorgeous green eyes turn wary, and I wish I could kick my own fucking ass. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I grumble and shake my head. “I didn’t bring you out here to bury my dick inside of you and this isn’t something I really do. I’m not prepared for this.” Her eyebrows pull together and I heave out a sigh filled with regret and a little fear before I explain, “I don’t have a condom.”

Her eyes race between mine and I hold her gaze, unsure what she’s looking for. Before I even know what is happening, she digs her heels into my ass and pulls my hips forward, burying the first few inches of my length inside of her.

“Fuck,” I bark out in surprise and because of how good she feels.

I’m not even buried all the way inside of her and I’m about to lose my fucking load. Taking deep breaths and thinking about anything other than the feeling of having her underneath me does nothing to quell the fire she ignites in me.

“I’m clean,” she pants, “and I’m on birth control.” Her hips tilt and I slide in just a little bit deeper; there’s no way I’m going to ask if she’s sure. I know she is. “Fuck me, hard, Noel,” she demands.

My jaw clenches as the last of my control frays. I slam the rest of the way inside my woman until my balls rest against her ass and I’ve fed her every inch of me. The way her breath hitches, and she moans makes me want to pull even more sounds from her.

I pull out slowly, wanting to savor the feeling of being inside of her for the first time. “Last first time we’ll ever have,” I breathe, “gonna make it count.”

She wraps herself around me and clings to me as I slam inside of her. That is when time splinters and the world tilts. The pace Iset as I fuck my woman is relentless. Every thrust that she meets pushes us closer and closer to the edge.

The peak is inevitable, and it’s right there. I swear I can taste the delirious pleasure on the wind like an approaching storm. She meets me and demands more with her body.

Every roll of her hips.

Every whimper and plea.

Every thrust until I’m balls deep.

Every grunt and moan.

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