Page 92 of Thrown for a Loop
Heaven help him, but this moment he’s dreamed about is really happening. And he’s not about to let her do all the work. He tugs the snap on his shorts and then yanks the zipper down until they fall away.
Zoe’s eyes get big, but not in a scared way. It’s more like she can’t figure out where to look first. Her gaze roves his bare chest, and then her hands follow suit.
“Fuck, yes,” he breathes. “I want your hands on me so bad.” Then he kisses her, and Zoe practically climbs him like a tree. Any nerves she had at dinner have flown away, it seems.
His haven’t, though.Don’t fuck this up, he tells himself as he laysher down on the bed. He sends out a private thank-you to whoever set up this tent. The light is soft, and the comforter like a cloud.
But Zoe doesn’t take any time to admire it. She grabs him by the back of the neck and pulls him down beside her, just like he’s always wanted. And now they’re kissing again. They’re so good at this already that he may never stop. And he indulges himself by running a hand up her smooth leg and under her dress. He cups her ass, and when he runs his thumb along her hip, under the waistband of her panties, she moans into his mouth.
God.If boys only want one thing, it’s definitely that sound she just made. His next kiss is fierce. He finds her questing hand and guides it down to the front of his boxer briefs, where his cock has turned into an iron rod.
She strokes a hand over him. Then, without any hesitation, she slides her fingertips into his underwear and wraps a hand around his shaft.
He nearly shouts with joy. His body is basically an open flame at this point. He pushes himself up onto his elbows just to take in oxygen. “Can I unzip your dress?”
She answers the question by grabbing the fabric and pulling it up and off her body. No zipper required. Then she sheds her bra, and he can only stare. Except for a tiny pair of cotton panties, she’s spread out on the bed for him, all skin and curves. He doesn’t know what to kiss first, so he starts with her collarbones and works his way down from there.
Go slow, he reminds himself as she shivers under his touch. And he tries. He really does. But he can’t resist slipping a hand into her panties. And you’d think he’d never done this before, because the slick heat between her legs makes his balls tighten. When she spreads her knees and moans, he almost loses his mind.
After that, time becomes meaningless for a while. He loseshimself in kissing Zoe and making her gasp. Somehow he loses his underwear, and so does she. Then there’s nothing between them at all, except the sounds Zoe’s making. Each one practically breaks him in half.
“Now, Chase,” she breathes against his lips.
His groin tightens at the urgency in her voice. “You sure?” He presses up on an elbow to look down into her flushed face.
She nods. “And I have an I-IUD,” she stammers. “So I never get my period in the middle of a competition.”
“Yeah, but…” He sits up and takes a fortifying gulp of air. Then he slides off the bed and finds his bag near the tent’s door. “We still need a condom. I’ll always be careful with you.”
Besides, he needs this break to get his head on straight. If that’s even possible. When he turns back to Zoe, she’s watching him with wide, curious eyes as he suits himself up. The candlelight flickers on her bare skin, and her long hair streams across the pillow like an angel’s.
He’ll never forget this night as long as he lives.
Zoe licks her lips. “Why are you still way over there?”
Good question.He goes back to lie down on the bed, beside her this time. He smooths her hair away from her face. Chase has never let himself get too caught up in anyone before. Too risky. And he’s supposed to leave her behind in three weeks? He almost can’t think about it.
So he climbs on top of her instead and kisses her neck.
Warm arms wrap around his back, and her knees rise up to grip his hips. There’s something electric about how strong she feels beneath him. They’re well matched in so many ways that he should really stop feeling surprised.
They kiss and kiss. He wants her so badly, but the anticipation feels necessary. Like he has to earn this right.
“God, Chase,” she pants as they grind hopelessly against each other.
Don’t overthink it, he tells himself. But it’s impossible not to. It’s her first time, and she chosehim?
His body is screaming, though, which is why he finds the courage to lift her knee and fit himself against her. Then it’s as easy as breathing. They slip together like two halves of a whole.
Chase gasps like he’s just discovered oxygen, then comes nose to nose with Zoe, who’s watching him with a look of awe on her face.
“Hey,” he says, which ought to sound stupid. But somehow doesn’t.
“Hey,” she whispers with a smile.
“I love you.” The words just roll off his tongue.
“Oh, Chase. You know I love you, too, right?”
