Free 1st Chance by Elizabeth Nelson Page A

into me, knowing that she’d be able to feel the hardening shape beneath my trousers as my desire for her grew.
     
    She writhed herself against me and I couldn’t stop from moaning. Kissing along the side of her face and sucking gently on her earlobe, she made me harder still by groaning softly as she tilted her head back. I couldn’t take anymore. I lifted her top over her head and deftly unhooked her bra. She struggled with my t-shirt, which I flung off my body to the floor. We both paused for a single beat, breathing hard, taking in one another’s half-naked frames. The building tension in that second was like the stillness in the eye of the storm and it took one more breath before we were yanked by the force of it.
     
    Our lips met once again, hard, our teeth clashing as the need became urgent, desperate. She fumbled with the button on my leather pants as I dug my fingers into her back. Stripping me of my clothes, she then clasped me firmly in her palm, watching me steadily. I gasped at the sensation coupled with her gaze and was momentarily rendered immobile, the sexiness overwhelming. Realizing I needed to go easy, I pulled her arms down to her sides while I removed her jeans, needing a second to gather myself, needing this to slow down. Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around my back as I lay her down on the bed, leaning over her, just watching her face.
     
    She lifted her pelvis up to me and I felt myself quiver with the anticipation. Not yet, not yet , I said internally. I wanted to experience more of her first. Still above her, I balanced my weight on one arm while I snaked the other down between her thighs. Her skin felt like liquid silk to touch and her wetness made my eyes close involuntarily at the eroticism of her desire. I forced them open again, wanting to see her. As I dipped the tip of my finger inside, she sharply inhaled. I circled her bud and delighted in making her legs part wider, she was inviting me in.
     
    “I need you now.” Her voice was thick, raw. I carried on massaging as slowly as I could bear. Bending down to kiss her, she grabbed my head in her hands and pulled me down, raising her hips as high as she could, crying out into my mouth.
     
    “Nate. Please,” She begged, grinding against my fingers. Her legs started to tremble against the side of my torso and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I entered her with a gruff moan, her moist hotness tight around me. Moving together, we gyrated in an opposite motion. I tried to move as slowly as I could, wanting her satisfaction before mine. She breathed loudly in my ear, each exhale a small, soft groan. She clawed at my ass cheeks, pushing me in deeper, the groans increasing in volume and frequency. As I was concentrating hard to stop myself finishing too early, she suddenly shuddered and I felt her spasm violently underneath me. It was too much, too sexy, and I exploded inside of her, holding her as tight as I could while we both convulsed in ecstasy.
     
    As we both started to get our breath back, Anna started to giggle. Her cheeks were flushed pink and her eyes bright as she laughed and I started to laugh with her. It felt really, really good. After all the intensity, all the build up, it was great to just let go. It felt like the simplest happiness in the world.
     
    After a while, Anna lay her head on my chest. I draped my arm around her and stroked her shoulder as we were quietly absorbed in our own thoughts. This was where I started to feel the worry. I was so at one with myself around her; it was like she had put me back together by her mere presence. I’d never been with someone who had the potential of having so much power over me.
     
    “This is going to have to be kept between us for a while,” Anna said, not moving from her position.
     
    “Well, this has only just started. I need it to be slow anyway, so that’s fine by me. I’ll be your dirty little secret,” I joked. But she didn’t laugh and neither did I. I