Page 53 of Montana Freedom

“Good.”

He began to sink back down, and I caught him, shaking my head. “I don’t think I can, from that. It’s not you.Believe me, it’s amazing. I’m just not…used to it with someone else.”

The unexpected embarrassment hit me hard. Why should I be embarrassed about it? But the shame made me blush, and I looked away from him.

“Look at me,” Daniel said gently. “Please.”

I did. In the low light, his dark eyes were even darker.

“We’ve both been through hell and back, and we’ve made it here. There’s nothing to be afraid of in this room, and I’m just as out of my depth as you.”

Raising one eyebrow, I looked at him. “Hardly.”

A slow, sensual smile spread across his lips that made everything in me tighten. “I’m taking my time because I need to. If we dive into this too fast, I’m going to last about as long as when I was in high school.”

I laughed with him, but nerves still gripped me.

“Let’s agree on one thing,” he said. “No embarrassment. Not here where we’re figuring it out. Not everything is about an orgasm.” Leaning down, he kissed me gently. “Though I would love for you to have one before the night is over, I won’t be disappointed either way. It takes time to learn each other.”

I knew that, and I knew sex wasn’t as easy or simple as people often made it out to be. Still, I wanted our intimate moments to be effortless. “Okay.”

Daniel closed his eyes and laughed. “Speaking of embarrassment. I was in such a hurry to get here, I didn’t think to grab a condom. There are some at the lodge, though.”

I grabbed his shoulders, holding him close. “I have a birth control implant. Got it in college. And I obviously don’t have anything to worry about as far as infections, and neither do you. Real sexy talk.”

“Real sexy.” His smilewassexy. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Don’t leave.”

For long moments, he searched my face, and I saw the moment when he decided to stay. He kissed me hard then pulled away, standing briefly to shed his jeans. And…wow.

Even if I had something to compare it to, I didn’t think I’d be able to. Daniel was beautiful. That was the only word to describe him. Everything from his face down to the hardness standing out from his body was perfect, and he was looking at me the same way.

Somehow, the distance between us evaporated, and I couldn’t remember how. He was kissing me and I was kissing him, and I wasn’t sure who started it but it didn’t matter because any awkwardness had melted away. The same chemistry that had zinged between us for weeks was coming back in full force.

When his hands and lips were on me like this and I was wrapped up in him, I felt no nerves. Only the fiery burn of want and a fierce need to have him closer.

“We’ll go slow,” he whispered between kissing me. The tiny sips of breath we needed, so we didn’t have to come apart.

Our bodies were lined up, and I felt him there at my entrance. Everything was still sensitive and swollen, and just the brush of him there made me shiver with pleasure.

Slowly, he pushed in. He dropped his forehead against mine, and I clung to him through the sudden fullness. It felt both good and strange at once, and I wanted more and didn’t know how to ask.

A little more, and it burned. A gasp escaped me, and Daniel kissed me, stealing my breath as he eased past the tightest part of my body. Another movement and he was suddenly through, easing deep and settling inside like he was meant to be there.

I suddenly found it impossible to breathe. I was so full, and everything in my body feltalive. My clit was even more sensitive—I felt as if I’d come at the slightest breath now, when I’d been so far away before. I was squeezing down on him out of instinct, and Daniel groaned. “Keep doing that and you’ll be the death of me.”

“No death, remember? We’re not finished with each other.”

“No,” he said, looking down at me, bracing his arms on either side of my head. “We’re not.”

I still couldn’t fully catch my breath, and I tried to touch him everywhere. My hands moved over his shoulders and hair, pulling him toward me and pushing him away. I wasn’t sure what I needed except formore.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He moved, and it ached and felt impossibly good at the same time. “Oh god.”

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