Page 143 of Dove
“That’s it,” he coaxed, his voice a low, wicked purr. “Almost there, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
As if the sweetly purred pet name was a buzz word, that pressure inside me crested, his fingers massaging me over the mountain and into a full-body freefall. My mouth fell open in a silent scream as my legs clamped around Josh’s head, the lower half of my body shaking like a leaf. It was like everything inside me just… released. My mind cleared, letting go of any stress or worry as my body relaxed from where I’d been drawn taut like a bow; everything ceased to matter as I was overcome with a white-hot rush of pure ecstasy. It was the most wonderful, amazing,weird, overwhelming sensation.
When everything ran its course, I collapsed back onto the soft makeshift bed, hardly remembering my damn name as I lay there looking up at the twinkling night sky.
I barely felt the slip of Josh’s fingers as they left me, so damn easy with how wet I was, too wet, if I could get my brain to focus on anything other than the faint tremor that still coursed through my body. I had enough strength left to twitch as he placed one last kiss to my oversensitive clit.
Josh sat back on his knees, his mouth shiny in the glow of the fairy lights, shiny frommy release.Oh, god. He looked soaked in it, and I wasn’t sure if the dampness under my lower half was from lake water or because I?—
I couldn’t even think it.
Heat consumed my face as I laid there, and as if he could hear my mortified thoughts, he stroked my side soothingly.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Josh confessed thickly. “I’ve never made a girl squirt before.”
Cramming down my embarrassment at what I’d just done, I mustered up enough energy to ask, “Never?”
He shook his head, grinning wolfishly as his tongue swiped at his lips before he wiped the remaining mess off his mouth with his other hand. “You’re the only one, Dove.” His head shook again in disbelief. “God, baby, you came so good for me.”
Satisfaction curled like a nestling dog in my stomach at his praise, at the fact I’d been hisonlyfor something, when he was myeverything.I may never get to be his first, but a selfish, possessive part of me hoped to be his last.
But what’d he’d made me do… I’d heard of it before, but I’m sure Rev knew more about it. She was practically my sex encyclopedia. Honestly, it was likely I’d heard about it from her in passing. She was always calling me from L.A. after a night out, usually to go into graphic detail how disappointing the men there were in bed. I’d for sure be sending a text to her later, demanding her to tell me what the fuck that was, because there was no way in hell I was asking Josh for details right now. My body was still quaking with aftershocks. I’d never had an orgasm that intense before.Ever.And I’d fallen prey to that damn rose toy, which could nearly suck the life out of you in three seconds.
Josh’s grin stayed plastered on his face as he crawled up my body. He hovered over me, looking his fill, likely taking pleasurein how wrecked he’d made me; how debauched I looked from only his mouth and fingers.
My body was just beginning to regain function, my mind floating down from its hazy high, as he braced himself over me, his mouth hovering right next to my ear. I took a subtle inhale of his pine scent mixed with the smell of fresh lake water, an addictive combination that had a comforting wave of nostalgia blanketing me with an undercurrent ofwant.
“For the record,” he confessed like it was a secret, his lips tickling the shell of my ear, “I wanted it to be me, too.”
Then his mouth was back on mine, devouring me, and my body sparked back into action as I reached for him, wrapping my arms around his giant frame as I moaned into his mouth, tasting myself on his lips. I tugged him down onto me, clinging to him as my tongue caressed his.
His body was a cool relief to my overheated one, his damp skin a balm to the flames of desire consuming mine. I’d just come the hardest I ever had, and itstillwasn’t enough.
I neededmore.
My hands slipped down his ribcage to curl over his hips, guiding them into place until he was right where I wanted him. Josh hissed as the head of his dick slid through my folds, teasing both of us,temptingboth of us.
I nudged my hips further up until I could feel him right along my opening, where all it would take was one downward movement and he’d be inside me.
Josh pinned my hips down.
I nearly choked on a cry.
“Condom, Dove.” His voice was pained, and it brought me a slim amount of pleasure to know that this was hurting him, too. “I need to put on a condom.”
“I’m on?—”
He cut me off with a fierce kiss. “Don’t tempt me,” he whispered against them gruffly, an edge of pleading in his words. “Make no mistake, I want you inallways, Dove, but tonight I want to do right by you.”
I can hear all his regrets in that one sentence, and while I thought our time together this summer had washed most of them away, I guess there would always be a trace of them that remained between us. But I wanted to move forward and beyond the past. I wanted Josh to be my future, for us to build one together, and the only way to do that would be if we were both on the same page.
One day I’d get to feel him sliding into me, hard and bare, but not tonight.
I nodded in agreement, kissing him back.
Josh’s relieved breath ghosted over my lips, and he reached into the basket behind us for the condom he must have hidden in their depths.
The minute he tore open the foil and began sliding it down his length, nerves broke out over my body like a cold sweat. I wanted this, but it was still my first time, and I was apprehensive, even if I knew in my heart Josh would take care of me. As if he noticed the change, Josh brushed my hair back and gave me a sweet peck, so different than the kiss we’d shared a moment ago.
