Wildfire (Maple Hills, #2)(84)
I bought the condoms before I found anything else for this date. Which normally wouldn’t be a great sign, but there was no chance I was receiving the same disappointed look I’ve had multiple times now when I’ve been unprepared.
Ripping the foil with my teeth, I sit back onto the heels of my feet, quickly rolling it over me.
“You have a really pretty dick, y’know,” she says, pushing herself onto her forearms. “It’s kind of visually perfect.”
I just rubbed against this women until she came and I can feel myself blushing because she called my penis attractive. I really need to unbox that at some point.
“I don’t know how to respond to that. Thanks?”
“You’re welcome. Will you be gentle with me, please?” She rolls over onto her stomach, her legs only slightly separated. “And lie on top of me?”
“Of course.” I position myself behind her, my legs over hers, guiding myself between her parted thighs until I feel myself start to sink into her. There is no better feeling than this. None. “You are the best feeling in the world, sweetheart.”
It’s really fucking deep like this. I lie down, my front on her back, trying my best to give her the closeness she clearly needs while not crushing her. I kiss along her shoulders, up her neck, I can even reach her face from this position. I cover every part of her I can reach with kisses, all while rocking myself into her in a steady rhythm.
I intertwine her fingers with mine and pin them to the bed on either side of her head. “Harder,” she whispers and it’s taking everything to not come, especially listening to her little moans. Her hands tighten around mine as I do as she asks.
The sound of my hips slapping against her ass is making me lose my mind and when she starts pushing back against me, I know we’re both close.
“You’re so deep. I can feel you everywhere.”
“You take it so well, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl.”
Praise is key to getting this woman off and as soon as good and girl come out of my mouth, it’s only a matter of time. I’m nearly there, I can feel like a tugging sensation and I’m desperately trying to get her there first. I let go of her right hand and slip mine along the front of her body until I find the spot between her legs that makes her head throw back.
“Oh God.”
“That’s it, sweetheart. Show me how pretty you look when you come for me.”
Her body starts to thrash, but she has limited options given my body is covering hers.
“Russ,” she moans as she squeezes me so fucking tight, I’m coming right there with her. It lasts for so long, that when I pull out of her slowly, I’m still going.
Collapsing next to her, I’m fucking beat. She snuggles closer, kissing me again slowly.
“Are you going to judge me for putting out on the first date?”
I snort, once again, never knowing what’s going to come out of her mouth. “Technically you put out before the first date. Loophole.”
“Thank goodness, my virtue won’t be compromised in that case.”
Rolling onto my back, I do my best to get rid of the condom in the most practical way and lie back down, pulling her under my arm so we can stare up at the stars. The movie has long finished, but I kind of prefer to only have to listen to her soft breaths. “Thank goodness. What would you do without your virtue?”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
AURORA
“Sit down, please, Aurora.”
My face scrunches, confused, as I side eye Emilia who hasn’t been given strict instructions to sit down by Xander. I take a seat on the picnic bench in front of him, resting against my hands as he paces in front of me dramatically. “Done.”
“Thank you, Aurora.”
“You’re welcome, Alexander. Your wish is my command, clearly.”
He stops pacing. “Is this a joke to you?”
“This? What’s happening right now?” He nods. “Yes, it’s very much a joke to me. I have no idea what’s going on. Can you move a couple of inches to the right, then a couple of inches forward, please? The sun is in my eyes.”
The three of us were supposed to be filling up water bottles for the kids ahead of rock climbing and somehow I’ve ended up with Xander wearing his most serious expression. I thought it was weird when he insisted on helping and I should have known he was up to something.
He kisses his teeth, his hands settling on his hips as he stares me down. “This is serious.”
“I’m sure whatever is happening right now is very serious to you, Xan. Still don’t know what’s happening though.”
I look across to Emilia who shrugs, watching our friend with interest. “The way you act sometimes makes me glad I don’t date men,” Emilia says.
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that to me. I have two words—”
“Attention and seeker?” Emilia says at the same time I say, “Over and dramatic?”
“—basketball tournament.” He glares at me. “Overdramatic is one word. Get your head in the game, Roberts. You’re an English major.”
I’m really struggling not to laugh, but I’m trying my hardest. He’s caught my interest now and I’m excited to see where this whole thing is going. “Is the game spelling or basketball? Because I’m confused.”