Page 56 of Feels Like the First Time
“Then wrap your arms around my neck,” he said, making her realize she’d spoken her deepest desire aloud. “And hold tight.”
Ali did. She held on as Hawk took them both so high it was impossible to breathe, and then higher still.
“Now,” he commanded softly.
Ali wasn’t all that big on taking orders, but this time she was helpless. Hawk gave another thrust and sank his teeth into her lower lip and she came apart around him, just like he’d promised.
She squeezed her arms around his neck and held on with all she had. Her body was on fire from the orgasm surging through her. Hawk took her mouth with his, controlling the kiss, his body quaking with the need to erupt. Both hands beneath her now, he guided her into the rhythm he wanted, and then with a final thrust, he came hard.
He didn’t crash down on her, instead he rode out the pleasure, his arms shaking from supporting them both, then slowly he rolled over, taking her place on the ground, and laying her across his body.
After a long moment, and when both of them had stopped gasping for air, Ali reached for her shirt. With nothing more than a grunt, he pressed her head back down on his chest and, taking the shirt from her, laid it over her back.
It didn’t cover much more than her back; not that she was cold. She was lying on a big hunk of hot male, and Hawk’s hands were affixed to her ass as if he had no intention of moving them anytime soon.
Too afraid to look up, for fear of what Hawk would see looking back, Ali pressed her face into the curve of his neck, breathing in his scent, tasting the salt on his skin, putting to memory the perfect way his body felt beneath hers. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word became a watermark on her heart.
Ali was no longer treading water, she was headed out to sea, only she didn’t know if she had a life raft.
