Chapter Nine
Panting breath filled her ear and Rush’s weight pressed her into the bed while her heart pounded in her chest and her pussy squeezed tight around his cock.
Wow. That was…was… Wow.
She’d been right. A real cock was entirely different to a plastic one. It was warm for a start. And softer somehow; in spite of being erect—hard—there was give to it. After a year of Reena using her vibrator with pleasing results, Rush had just blow all satisfaction and expectations right out of the water. There was no way she was going back to the mediocre orgasms delivered by a fake penis.
“Worth the wait,” she mumbled, her mouth dry, her throat constricted. “So worth it.”
“Huh?” Rush shifted, his pulsing flesh—still buried deep—shifting with him, sending little flutters of pleasure through her lower belly. “I’m crushing you.”
She tightened her arms and legs around him. “No you’re not.”
“Reena.” He tried to pull away but she held on.
“You’re not.” She didn’t want to let him go yet. Didn’t want the wonderful feelings skipping around her body to go away. Not before she’d had time to memorize them. Carve every single one of them into her brain so she never forgot how amazing it was to be fucked by him. Then again, they could just… “We need to do that again.”
Rush chuckled, the laugh rumbling through his chest into hers, rubbing her nipples against his hair-roughened skin and drawing another round of flutters from her core. “Give me a minute,” he muttered into her neck with a groan.
“Okay.”
He laughed, repeating the nipple action, and another shot of bliss darted through her.
Breathing deep, she took note of the sweet/sour smell of their sex. She knew her own scent, recognized it, but now it combined with the hot male fragrance she remembered noticing the last night she’d been with Rush. He smelled of the mountains, cool fresh air with a hint of hops, the faintest trace of the alcohol he served every day.
It reminded her of Pat’s Pub.
Was that why she’d felt so at ease with Rush from the moment she’d met him? Because he reminded her of a place where she’d always felt welcome?
He pushed up. “I need to get rid of—” He went rigid above her. “Fuck.”
Reena tensed, her body instantly in sync with his. “What’s wrong?”
“Fuck. Shit. I’m sorry.” He lifted off her, slowly pulled his body from hers, sending shudders of sensation skittering through her, until he hovered over her on his hands and knees. “I didn’t use a condom.”
“Oh.” The thought of protection never crossed her mind.
“I’m clean. I swear. I can grab my phone, pull up the email with my last test results. I had a full workup last month for insurance.” He stared at her, his eyes filled with guilt. “Fuck. I can’t believe I forgot to protect you.”
He sounded appalled by his neglect but he wasn’t the only one who was responsible for their carelessness, and Reena hurried to reassure him. “You’re not the only one who forgot. And I’d be stupid to not take you up on the offer to check those results. But it’s okay. I believe you.” She smiled. “And I’m covered. No risk of disease or pregnancy.”
“You’re on the pill?” His gaze bore into hers.
Nodding, she said, “Yeah, for a few years now.”
“Oh, okay.” Was that disappointment that flashed through his eyes? “Let me get my phone from my bag.”
He jumped off the bed and Reena stared as muscles flexed, skin rippled and the cock she hadn’t really gotten a good look at bobbed between solid hair-dusted thighs. She licked her lips. No longer erect, Rush was still long and thick, with a large sac hanging below. That pouch of skin swayed as he moved and her hands twitched with the urge to cup him, weigh those orbs on her palm, stroke the crinkled skin with her fingers.
Would he let her explore? She knew most guys wouldn’t say no to a blowjob and she wanted to do that too, but she really wanted to get her hands on him and feel what her eyes were admiring.
He cleared his throat and Reena dragged her eyes away from the cock that had started to swell—thicken and lift—before her eyes. Her gaze connected with his sparkling one.
“You can’t look at me like that,” Rush murmured. “Not without expecting me to get hard and pound you into the mattress again.”
“Okay.”
“Christ, woman. You have to stop agreeing to everything I want.”
“Why? I want the same thing.”
“You have no idea what you want.”
Reena frowned. “Yes I do. I might not have had sex before but I’m not clueless. Just because my practical experience is limited doesn’t mean I don’t know things.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “And what things do you know?”
“Blowjobs. Cunnilingus. Sixty-niner. Bondage. Anal sex.”
Rush choked, coughed, his arms dropping to his sides. “Jesus.”
She smiled smugly, thrilled she’d shocked him. “So can we do all those things?”
“Holy fucking shit.” He dragged a hand down his face. “You’re killing me.”
Her smile grew when she noticed his cock was now fully erect. “There’s one part of you that’s definitely interested.”
He snorted. “Interested seems such a tame word for what I feel right now.”
His words made her study him closer. His whole body appeared taut, from his clenched fists to the corded muscles in his neck to the quiver that vibrated from his head to his toes. Oh, and that magnificent cock standing tall, ready to play.
“I want to do everything I’ve heard about. Want you to show me everything I haven’t.” She crawled on the bed toward him, intent on getting her hands on him. “Tell me what I don’t know about.”
“What?” His voice sounded as though his throat had been filled with gravel and his eyes fired with such heat, she felt the burn in her toes.
“Teach me.”
“Teach you?” he choked out.
Now that she thought about it, she couldn’t believe the idea hadn’t entered her mind before. Rush could show her all there was to know about sex. He’d already given her pleasure greater than anything she’d conjured up in what turned out to be a pitiful imagination.
He knew what he was doing. He could guide her and teach her and when he left, she’d be grateful for the time they’d spent together because she would have learned something.
Shoving aside the sharp stab of pain that came with the notion of him leaving, she rose to her knees and looked him right in the eyes.
“Yes. Teach me everything there is to know about sex.” Reena grinned. “Start by telling me how to suck your cock.”
***
Words and air lodged in his throat as vocal cords tangled up with breath. Never mind going to hell. He was already there. The devil herself kneeled before him. Tempting him to paradise. The only thing missing was an apple, but let’s face it, a juicy piece of fruit had nothing on Reena.
She was lush and ripe and all he wanted to do was sink his teeth into her. Among other things. Fingers, tongue, cock, he didn’t care what part of him touched her as long as he did. Just the thought of pushing his dick past those plump red lips had him twitching and leaking pre-come.
He kept his eyes on hers, watched for any sign of fear, and asked, “Are you sure?”
Smiling, she nodded. Her gaze dropped and not even a breath later, her hand wrapped around his shaft and squeezed. “Very sure. I want to know how to make you come in my mouth.”
“Fuck.” Shuddering, Rush gripped her wrist and held her hand still. “Goddammit. I didn’t come here for this.” Well, he had, except it wasn’t all he wanted.
“Oh.”
The disappointment in her voice had him reaching out and pulling her into his arms. “I want you. Don’t doubt that. Jesus, how could you when I’m rock hard two seconds after coming in your pussy?”
“Then…?”
“I want to spend time with you. Like we did at the lodge. Like last night, today.” God, he wanted so much from this woman. He was in deep. Way deeper than burying his cock in her, that was for sure. He’d never met any woman who made him think of more than a night or two. And there certainly hadn’t been one on his mind twenty-four seven for weeks.
“We can do both though, right? I’ll continue to show you around Baltimore and you’ll show me around the bedroom.”
She grinned at him and Rush couldn’t help but grin back. “Definitely.” He’d never gone for the cute, innocent girls; even in his teenage years he’d only been interested in the ones older than him, the ones with experience and confidence in their sexuality. But Reena, with her innocence and curiosity, tweaked his arousal like no other.
She also tweaked his mind and heart. He hadn’t looked too closely at those tugs. Didn’t want to examine them in any detail. Not yet. He’d prefer to take it one day at a time. Enjoy the moments with her before he had to return home and was forced to decide what it was he really wanted from her—where he wanted this to go.
And there he went again, burying his head in the sand.
Rush knew exactly where he wanted this to go. He needed to convince Reena she wanted the same. The logistics of how they’d make it all happen didn’t matter. Not when he’d finally figured out his heart was all in and he wanted her forever.