Page 25 of Unexpected Forever
I arch against him, gripping his shoulders. “Nate…”
“You want me to make you come again, Firefly?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
His eyes on mine, he moves down my body until his face is between my thighs.
“Hold still.” He clasps my hands to my sides as his tongue does an erotic dance on my clit.
I moan, bucking my hips against his mouth.
“Tell me what you want, Charley.”
“I want to come.”
“Yeah? I’m going to make you come so fucking hard with my mouth, Firefly. I love sucking your clit, hearing you moan.”
And the man delivers in spades.
When he rolls on a condom and slides into me, swift and deep, the feeling of pleasure is almost too much to bear.
His thrusts are long and slow, but soon the tempo picks up and I can tell the orgasm building in me will be one for the record books.
When I finally explode, I see stars and my limbs go numb. He’s right behind me, slamming into me one last time before stilling against me, my name on his lips, pouring his release into me.
When we finally catch our breath, he brings me a washcloth and cleans me up before getting in bed and pulling me against him.
“Nate, before I forget.”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you for all the orgasms.”
His chest rumbles with laughter under my ear. I smile, liking the fact I can make this serious man laugh.
As I drift off, listening to his deep breathing, curled into his side, my chest tightens and I know I’m in deep shit.
Even though I was mindless with lust, I caught the nickname Nate used.
Firefly.
I want to ask him why he called me that. But that feels far more intimate than trading funny stories, so I won’t ask.
I don’t want to hear something that will make it easier for Nate Gentry to burrow his way into my heart.
This night with Nate is sex only. The best sex I’ve ever had, but that’s beside the point.
I know I have to let him go in the morning, and all I’ll have are the memories we made.
And that will have to be enough.
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What seems like minutes later,I roll over to find an empty, rumpled bed beside me.
I run a hand over the sheets that are still warm from her tight little body and smell like her hair.
