Nick sucks in a breath. "God, you're so fucking beautiful. I can't wait to be inside you."
I can't wait either. I want this. And right now. So, I pull my leggings off, panties too, and sit naked in front of the fire. In front of him.
If Nick is surprised by my forwardness, he doesn't show it. Instead, he strips out of his own pants and then finally lowers himself down to me.
He takes his time putting himself back in the position he had been in before he went to retrieve a condom. It's slow, torturous, and amazing. His breath whispers across my neck. His skin feels so good against my own. And his body is like it was made for mine. Once he is pressing firmly against me, he presses his lips to mine.
Our first kiss is with the both of us completely naked. Completely open to each other. Vulnerable. And both more than ready to be together.
His lips move soft, then hard, against mine, and then he pushes his tongue into my mouth. Soon our tongues begin to move together, and his kiss consumes me.
My hands slide down his back to his firm ass and I pull him against me. "I want you inside me, now."
I thought he'd fight me. Tell me he was in control. Show that alpha male dominance I have seen so many times. He does none of those things. Instead, Nick reaches with one hand and retrieves the condom he'd tossed beside me. My pulse races with an odd excitement, one I never recall having prior to intercourse. I watch him tear away the wrapper with his teeth and sheath himself with the latex, and I'm completely overtaken by lust.
It all starts to happen very quickly after that. He is obviously just as desperate as me for this. His fingers slide inside me, and as soon as he feels how wet I am, he shudders. Within seconds, his fingers are gone and he slides his cock into me. It's with his first thrust that I realize I was wrong-he is the one in control, this is what he wanted too, and all I can do is gasp because he feels so good.
Moments after he starts to thrust, he pauses in his movements. He's still staring down at me, but this time his eyes are tender in a way I've never seen them. "I've wanted you from the first time I saw you at Ethan and Fiona's engagement party. Everything I've done and said to you since that night has been to fight the need to have you."
I open my mouth to speak, unsure of what to say.
He prevents me from saying anything with a heart-stopping kiss, and around the kiss he says, "Don't say anything."
I don't.
Nick starts to move again, pulling back and easing forward, pushing gently until he is all the way inside me again.
Almost instinctively, I reach up, wrapping my arms around his neck, and holding onto him tightly.
Our bodies tangle and clash, twisting and rolling until I am breathless and panting. Nick groans low in his throat and again he surprises me when he pushes his arms underneath me so he can hold me closer against his body.
He's fucking me hard and fast, and making love to me soft and slow, all at the same time. I've thought about little more than this for days, but never had I imagined it to be this good.
Nick's hips arch fluidly, his cock slides in and out of my body until I am practically dizzy with pleasure.
His body is pressed so hard against mine that I can feel every twitch, feel every time his muscles coil and bunch with the effort of his movements, feel every ounce of energy he expels.
In fact, we are so close I don't think there is a part of me he isn't touching in some way. It's like he can't get enough of me, and the thought sends a shiver racing down my spine.
It hits me when he tears his mouth from mine to press a line of kisses down my jaw to my neck that I thought sex with Nick would be quick, dirty, and emotionally bereft.
This is anything but.
Suddenly, I'm overwhelmed by my feelings, and I'm climbing that endless mountain of pleasure even faster.
Nick is surrounding me, touching me, filling me, filling me in places that have been hollow and aching for way longer than three months.
Soon I find myself hugging him to me. Like him, I can't stand for the barest of inches to separate us. When I am close to reaching the top of the mountain, I cling to him so tightly, I'm sure I will leave marks. It's then that my body starts to shake with an uncertainty as to what this is and why it is happening,
Perhaps feeling I'm close, or perhaps close himself, Nick rocks into me, deeper, harder, faster.
Still uncertain as to what is happening, why there is such a profound connection between the two of us, I close my eyes.
"Tess." Nick's tender voice pulls me from my scattered thoughts. "Look at me."
I open my eyes to see him staring intently down at me.