Page 62 of Win My Heart

He rolls me on top of him and I leave his lips behind as I place lazy nips and licks down his neck, over his collarbone, and to his chest. Feeling powerful, I continue toward his pecs and circle his nipple with my tongue. This solicits a hiss as his fingers flex where they grip my waist.

The taste of his salty skin only makes me feel more crazed with want. He lets me explore his delicious abs for only a few more minutes before flipping us, and I find myself under him. I bite back a giggle, remembering the need for quiet.

With a finger, he moves the cup of my bra down, letting my breast pop free, and he reciprocates the same torture I put him through only moments before. I cover my mouth as a moan escapes me. He releases my breast in one long pull, my nipple stretched between his teeth. I wrap my legs around his hips as I gasp at the blissful assault. I can hardly make out the features on his face, but I can see he’s staring down at me now that my eyes have adjusted in the darkness. The heady scent of our arousal only spurs on my need for Wade to completely consume me.

“I want to fuck you, Bernadette.” His words spark a fire within me that has been building each and every time we’ve been together. His demanding tone and dirty talk has me ensnared.

“Yes.” My throat is husky with desire.

His breathing shaky, he remains still. “Are you sure?” His carefulness is sexy but unneeded.

“I’d be angry with you if you didn’t,” I tell him. He leans down and steals a kiss, his excitement obvious. He doesn’t move off me but stretches toward his stuff and fumbles around with something near our pallet. He returns with a gold foil in his hand.

With a giggle, I whisper, “You came prepared?”

I see the outline of his smirk. “I’ve been prepared since LA.”

He tosses the condom on the pillow next to us as he moves to a sitting position, so he can slowly work my shorts and undies down before covering me with his body again. He’s kissing my neck while attempting to push down his own shorts, so I help him by moving them from around his waist.

Nothing about the moment is smooth. We’re frenzied and unorganized. Fumbling together in the darkness. I laugh at how bad we seem to be at this, but he shushes me with his own quiet laugh.

“You gotta be quiet, Benny. We don’t want to wake anyone,” he whispers in my ear. His length rests between us, growing even more taut.

“What makes you think we’re the only ones still awake?” I challenge.

“Fair point. But still, we picked a helluva time to do this for the first time.” He leans away from me, rips open the wrapper, and slides the condom on. I want to watch with rapt attention, but I can’t see well in the dark.

Once he’s done, he wraps my legs around his hips, opening me to fit himself snugly between my thighs. Wade leans over me, locking his mouth to mine as he rubs his cock against me. I dig my heels into his ass, tugging him closer as he slowly slides into me. I gasp at the fullness, but his mouth covers mine before the sound can be heard.

Together, we move - giving and taking everything we’ve got. My nails dig into his shoulders as I arch into his kiss and I cling to him tightly, enjoying the sensation of his long, deep thrusts.

He reaches between us, dragging his thumb across my clit as intense pleasure claws up my spine. My mouth falls open and I want to scream as an earth-shattering orgasm washes over me in a skin-shifting dance. Wade’s control begins to break as his shaft pulsates inside me. His lips cover my own, and he swallows my moans just as his body tenses and his own orgasm rolls through him.

Lying there, his full weight on top of me, I feel breathless, as all my nerve endings act as tiny sparks of electricity.

Wade buries his face in my neck, then he kisses me behind my ear. A gentle reminder that he’s still there in post-orgasmic bliss right along with me. Once our breathing evens out, he lifts his body off me, and a rush of cool air surges between us. Goose bumps race along my skin at the change in temperature.

“That was intense.” His voice cracks.

“Mm-hmm” is all I reply. My eyes remain closed. Wade cleans himself up as I lie in a heap of bones. He gently grabs my shorts, which dangle around my ankle and lifts my foot and maneuvering it through the leg hole and pulls up my shorts until they cover me. I give him a mumbled thanks as he lies back down next to me and snuggles me into him.

I blissfully fall asleep in his arms and never once wake up with the need to pee. Maybe camping isn’t so bad after all.

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