Page 64 of Love and the Laws of Motion
She brought her other hand to his face, holding him still and silencing him.“It’s okay, Nick.It won’t change anything.”
A greater lie had never been told, and he opened his mouth to say so, to tell her that sex would most definitely change things, but then she leaned up and kissed him with such luxurious thoroughness that for a minute, he forgot his own name, never mind all those imminently rational arguments against this.She was shifting her hips against his, torturing his swollen cock at the same time she teased his tongue with hers.
He was going to lose this fight.He realized that even before she reached for his hand and placed it over her breast.But once that glorious warm flesh was in his hand, it was all over.
“I want this, Nick.I want you.I want it to be you.”
Her words finished him off.He might have been able to do the right thing if it only entailed reining in his own desire.Maybe.But there was no way he could fight hers, too.
So he kissed her back, and he squeezed her breast, and she moaned into his mouth, and his cock swelled.Now that he’d given in, now that he knew he was going to do this, his body was practically shaking with anticipation.It felt like he might explode with the slightest provocation.But...
This was her first time.
Just because he’d crossed his own line and decided to do this, that didn’t mean he had leave to tear her clothes off and take her.He was determined to make this good for her.That was the very least he could do.
Livie’s entire body vibrated with desire.She’d never in her life wanted something as much as she wanted this with Nick.She wanted him on top of her, inside of her—she wanted everything with him, everything there was to feel, everything there was to know.
But to her endless frustration, instead of getting on with it, he slowed down.She managed to get him out of his shirt, but he made no move to take off hers.His hand left her breast, coming up to gently cradle her face instead.He rolled them both to their sides and kissed her—just kissed—which was nice.Nick’s kisses usually made her weak in the knees.But right now, parts of her besides her lips were desperate to be touched and he wasn’t making a move.
Finally, she pushed him away and sat up.
“Livie, what’s wrong—?”
His words trailed away as she lifted her arms and stripped off her shirt.It was gratifying, the way his eyes zeroed in on her breasts and stayed there, like he couldn’t look away.She’d thought she’d feel embarrassed, undressing in front of a man, but there was none of that now.She felt beautiful and sexy and turned on.As he stared at her, she reached behind herself and slowly unhooked her bra.Nick swallowed so hard she could see his throat move.
She reached for the straps, about to shrug out of it, but he held up a hand to stop her.
“Wait.Can I?”
She dropped her hands to her sides, holding still, trembling only a little bit as he reached up and slid the straps down her arms.He bit his lip and his eyes practically devoured her as her bare breasts came into view.Tossing her bra to the floor, he lifted a hand and slowly placed it over her right breast and squeezed gently.
Oh.She hadn’t expected—hadn’t known—it could feel so good, that it could make her heart pound and her sex ache.And that was before he slowly swept his thumb across her hardened nipple.She couldn’t help the involuntary little gasp of pleasure she let out.
With a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl, Nick slid his free hand up under her hair, grasping her by the back of the neck and pulling her forward into a hard kiss.Without breaking their kiss, he reared up, leaned over her, and laid her on her back.Then he pulled back to look down at her, and sucked in a breath.
“Jesus, your breasts are fantastic,” he breathed.
“They are?”
“Oh, yeah.”
She’d never thought of them as anything particularly exceptional, but the way Nick was looking at her said otherwise.Before she could figure out how to respond to that, he set one hand on her right breast and lowered his head to the left, drawing her nipple into his mouth and sucking gently.
The sound that left her throat was barely human, and she arched up underneath him.God.She’d had no idea...the heat, the wet, the incredible sensation of his tongue on her nipple.
Without realizing it, her hands sank into his hair, fisting tight.Oh, yes, more of this.
His fingertips traced shivery little trails across her other breast, brushing her nipple, teasing it until she was practically panting.Then his fingers closed around it and pinched, squeezing hard enough to almost hurt.Once again, she couldn’t control the needy little moan she made.
He shifted over her, his mouth closing over her other nipple, while his hand slipped down her stomach, tickling and teasing as he skated across her skin.Her breathing stalled when he flipped open the button of her jeans and lowered the zipper.She couldn’t breathe at all as his hand slipped inside, under the waistband of her panties, and then lower.
“Nick,” she gasped, alarmed at the sudden, unfamiliar sensation.
He lifted his head, looking down at her.“Are you okay?Do we need to stop?”
Just knowing he would was enough to dispel her attack of nerves.The last thing she wanted now was to stop.“No, I’m fine.I promise.”
“Tell me if—”
