I didn’t have time to think.

Thank God.

Dex took control of the situation, leaving me no room to dissemble or equivocate.

All I could do was surrender to his touch.

Clothes disappeared, thrown haphazardly this way and that.

Tongues tangled and twisted along each other as hands roamed, eager to touch and feel everything at once.

Everything about Dex screamed FUCK ME and I was listening.

“Do you want me to talk dirty?” I asked, breathless, as he moved from my neck to my chin, to my lips to my collarbone. I gasped, my mind working in fits and starts. “I heard that guys, uh — oh, yes, just like that —like it when girls talk dirty...do you want me to? I mean, I could try if you want-“

His low growl was my only answer as he slid down my belly to my lady parts. My knees threatened to lock together out of embarrassment but Dex wasn’t going to let me get away with that crap.

He wanted to feast — I could see the hunger in his eyes.

I was both aroused and flabbergasted that I could ignite that kind of fire in the eyes of a man like Dex — the proverbial quarterback with the hot bod wanted the nerdy girl with glasses.

I mean, really wanted her.

And not just for her math notes.

I shivered with each tiny kiss pressed to my trembling skin, holding my breath as he headed down south.

Was he really going to...go down on me?

High heat crept up my neck as anxiety started to replace the good feelings.

What if he didn’t like me ‘down there’?

What if he took one exploratory lick and popped back up looking like he’d rather die than head back in?

What if, in spite of his assurances to the contrary, my vagina was the weirdest science project he’d ever seen?

Noooooo! My anxiety crescendoed, popping a nervous, “Wait! You don’t have to do that...” as I tried to lock my knees but the dangerous look on Dex’s face at being denied told me there was no way in hell I was keeping him from his prize.

And he didn’t hesitate.

A shocked squeal escaped my lips as he gripped my hips, holding me captive. I couldn’t escape the marauding insistence of his tongue, seeking and finding my sweet spot.

Fuck, my fingers had never felt anything like this.

The shock of realizing I’d been living a lie thinking that sex wasn’t ‘all that and a bag of chips’ had me gasping at the exquisite torture.

How could I have been so stupid?

That hot, wiggling tongue dancing on my clitoris was making magic.

My bones were singing.

Or melting.

I couldn’t decipher which.

I thrashed and strained as Dex pushed me harder, driving me toward an edge that I couldn’t possibly grasp the depth of the fall.

I couldn’t even cry his name. My mouth gaped open like a fish starving for oxygen as Dex teased me with each sweet stroke, suck and nibble.

I moaned from my belly, losing myself to Dex’s mastery. Just when I thought I might explode, he slowed his pace and my release leapt out of reach, only to start again, building an even bigger fall.

Only until I was whimpering, pleading for my release, did he start in earnest and I knew he’d withheld my climax on purpose.

My thighs began to quake and I exploded in a symphony of ecstasy that rocked my world so hard, my toes curled violently enough to nearly cause a cramp.

I might’ve screamed like a banshee.

I couldn’t say for sure.

My ears were ringing.

My heartbeat was slamming into my breastbone.

And my lady parts were pulsing in rhythmic beats in time to each wave of pleasure that rolled over me in receding strength.

“Oh God,” I managed to say, my voice hoarse, my eyes still rolling up in my head. “That was...Oh God, Dex, you’re really good at that!”

Really, really good.

“And you’re fucking sexy when you cum,” he said, my eyes to popping open just in time to see him sheath his monster erection with a condom.

I found my wits long enough to blush but the look in Dex’s eyes made me shudder with fresh need.

“My turn, baby girl,” he said as I willingly opened my legs for him to slide between. I was acting on instinct, losing myself to his fevered touch.

I was hot to feel him inside me. I mean, actually burning up with need. I couldn’t urge him fast enough, couldn’t open my legs wide enough to satisfy my yearning to feel him stretch me for the first time.

And I knew it would probably hurt.

I didn’t have any practical knowledge but Dex seemed large.

I thrilled at the guttural moan that popped from his lips as he worked to fit inside me.

The stretch was foreign and glorious at the same time.

I clutched at him, lifting my hips, encouraging him to go deeper. Blast that virginity straight to oblivion!

Dex groaned as he thrust deeper. I bit my lip at the sudden pinch and he sensed my discomfort, immediately halting to ask, “You okay?” the tight strain in his voice hotter than lava. I managed a nod and he seemed deliriously grateful to bury himself further, going as far as he could go inside me. “God, Bree....”

The way he said my name...almost as if he were begging me for release...was the biggest turn-on I’d ever experienced in my life.

He was trying to be gentle but the urgent thrusts of his hips were nearly out of his control. He was like a man possessed being ridden by the demon of lust.

It was so damn primal and sexy as hell.

Braced above me, Dex was one rigid wall of muscle, a thrusting machine.

My gaze traveled downward, to where our bodies connected and a wild thrill arced through me as I watched his cock disappear into the wet nest of my body.

So fucking erotic, I realized, my breath shallow.

“You like that, baby?” he asked, catching me. I glanced up with a shy nod and he rewarded me with a sexy, strained grin as he said, “Me too.”

I wanted to watch him cum, watch how his face changed with each stroke leading up to the explosive moment.

But Dex wasn’t going to let me just observe. No, he was going to make sure I lost my mind at the same time.

Pausing for a heartbeat, Dex threw my legs over his shoulders and buried himself deeper than before. I gasped at the new sensation, the total rawness of being taken in this way, and lost myself quickly to the pleasure building all over again.

Hard, driving thrusts rubbed a spot deep inside of me that sent shockwaves through my entire body.

“That’s it, baby girl,” he said, encouraging me to let go again. My eyes squeezed shut as the tremors began fresh. Spots bloomed behind my eyes. I lost all sense of time and reason.

“D-dex!”

Total blackout.

Intense pleasure skyrocketed through me, sending blazing trails of sensation sizzling down my nerve endings, knocking me breathless and causing my entire body to melt.

Dex followed with a shout, losing himself with a deep moan that rattled my toes.

He collapsed, his solid weight pressing down on me, the most incredible feeling in the world.

I was pretty sure I had already died and gone to heaven because this between us...simply couldn’t be natural.