Crave him.
I watched hungrily as his muscles flexed above me. His face was a mask of concentration as he drove me to another orgasm. I was shaking as I felt his cock expand inside me, sending tingles through my body.
Then he unloaded.
Inside me.
Without a condom.
Well, that was brilliant. Thank god I'd just started the pill. But even so, I wasn't sure if it was effective after just 48 hours.
Still, as he stared down at me, thrusting home, I knew I wouldn't have changed a thing.
As first times went, I was pretty sure this was off the charts.
He kissed me and rolled to the side, bringing me with him. His arms were around me as his cock slowly shrank inside me. He seemed unwilling to let me go.
Finally, I pushed away and reached for my clothes. Clay sat up on his elbow, his hair adorably disheveled. I resisted the urge to tousle it. He'd already gotten what he wanted.
And in a way, so had I.
Too bad I wanted it for real.
I wanted him to be my boyfriend if I was honest with myself. But that wasn't going to happen. Better to leave with my dignity intact.
"What are you doing?"
"I need to go."
"Stay. I don't want to lose you."
I stared at him, utterly confused.
"I told you this was a one time thing. To get it out of our systems."
I smiled at him to soften the blow. I could play it cool. That's what was expected.
"Thank you by the way. It was a nice way to lose my virginity."
He grabbed my hand.
"Nev, don't go. I want to be with you. For real."
My jaw must have dropped. I froze, my damp bikini bottoms on and nothing else.
"What do you mean?"
"I think I'm falling for you Nevada."
My heart started pounding in my chest. Of all the scenarios I'd played through my mind, this one had never ever made an appearance. He wanted to be with me? This had to be a line. Right?
I searched his face, looking for a sign that he was gaming me. Nothing. Not a trace.
He meant it, I realized. He meant every fucking word. A warm feeling spread through my chest at the earnest look on his face. I didn't protest as he pulled me back down to the sofa.
He stroked my cheek softly as our bodies melted into each others. I felt his erection pressing into my stomach. He was hard again. And so help me, I was ready again too.
He was kissing my neck, distracting me. But I had to ask him. I had to understand.
"I don't get it. Why me?"
"There's nobody like you Nev."
He lifted his face, his blue eyes staring into mine.
"You're the realest thing in my life Nev... you always have been."
And then he slowly drove me wild all over again.
Chapter Thirteen
Clay
It was the third night of mind blowing sex with Nevada. I was just as crazed as that first night. More.
Everything we did together felt so good. So right. So far tonight, I'd fed her strawberries and champagne. And done... other things.
Lots of other things.
She'd said just one night but I'd persuaded her otherwise. This time was special. This time I had her in the main house. In my bed.
Nobody was home. It was the only way I could convince her to come up here. But once she was in my bed, there was no way I was letting her out again.
Slowly, I was driving in and out of her quivering *. My cock felt so good inside her, it could have made me cry.
Yes, I said it.
Nevada Jones' hot little * could make a grown man cry.
We'd already used the shower, the floor and the desk. Just as I'd imagined. Now I was taking her a third time, face to face.
I decided to try something different. I rolled over, putting her on top. Her sweet little mouth made a surprised 'O' as she stared down at me. I reached up, stroking her tits. Her head fell back and she started to move.
Smart girl.
She picked things up real quick, my Nevada.
And she was that.
Mine.
My eyes were glued to her beautiful body as she undulated on top of me. Dear Jesus, this was hot. Why hadn't I thought of this before? Now I could feel her and watch her.
It was a double whammy.
I caught the reflection of us in the mirror over my dresser. I could see my legs and balls and meat as it slid in and out of Nevada's perfect fucking backside.
Jesus, what an ass.
Make that a triple whammy.
I grabbed her hips and started to drive my cock upwards into her body. Her hands came down to steady herself as I started to jackhammer. I couldn't help it. It felt too good.
I loved the way her tits jiggled when I fucked her.
I loved the way her * felt.
I loved the sweet way she curled against me between sessions of unbelievably hot sex.
I loved every fucking thing about her.
All the air left my chest as I felt myself starting to cum. I had wanted to make it last for a half hour or longer but when you gotta go, you gotta go.
My cock had a mind of it's own after all.
I groaned in ecstasy as I felt load after load spurt out of me. I painted her box with my seed. It felt fucking amazing.