Page 69 of His Reckless Freshman

So I keep leading this dance, my insides starting to pulse with a heady beat of their own. I’m hard as fucking granite right now, but I can’t go freaking her out, so I angle my hips away. I don’t want her feeling that. Not when she’s really starting to relax into this.

My fingers are itching to dive beneath the fabric, but I won’t do that until she’s ready.

Her hot vibration is growing stronger; I can tell she’s buzzing, those heady sensations building inside her… but she’s not quite making it. It’s like she’s close but can’t tumble over the edge. Her body keeps tensing up, and I sense frustration… maybe a little desperation?

She so wants this, but she can’t get there.

“I’m not sure it’s working,” she confirms a few moments later. “Your hand is probably getting tired.”

I ignore that last comment, determined to see this through. “Give it time.”

“But…”

My head pops up and I catch her eye. “Are you enjoying this? Does it feel good?”

“Yes… and yes.”

“So… give it time. Relax into this. Just let yourself go. Think about things that make you all hot. Imagine a scene from Bridgerton if you have to. Does that get you going?”

She goes still, really thinking about it, and the look of concentration on her face is so damn cute.

“Well, I read a scene in a romance novel the other night that got me tingling. I didn’t touch myself or anything, but… yeah… it made me feel all warm, and I kind of felt like I was vibrating down there.” Her nose wrinkles. “Does that make sense?”

“Yes.” I smile at her. “So think about that scene again. Let your mind take you there. Let your body relax. Don’t try to pressure yourself into it, just go with the flow.”

Biting her lips together, she nods, then rests her head back on the pillow, like she’s determined to relax.

“Jolie.” I laugh her name, resting my hand on her stomach. “Relax. Just let yourself sink into the bed. Close your eyes. Relax.”

She sucks in a few slow breaths, and I can feel her body soften beneath my touch.

“Tell me about this scene in the book you were reading. What were they doing?”

Jolie’s breath hitches, and I brush my lips along her collarbone, then work my way back down to her breasts as she starts describing this scene where the heroine is caught skinny-dipping by the cowboy and she rises from the lake, water dripping off her bare skin, and how he takes her right there on the grass. The sun was beating down on their bodies, and it was a hot, passionate connection that made the heroine feel like she was flying.

Her voice gets breathier and breathier. I can feel her heart starting to race, and I suck her nipple, trailing the pads of my fingers down her body. When I get to the waistline of her panties, I skim my index finger along the band.

“Do you mind if I…?” I dip my finger beneath the cotton. “You don’t have to take them off or anything.”

“No, I, uh… That’s okay.” She reaches for them, nudging the fabric down her hips with slightly frantic movements. Opening her eyes, she gives me a twitchy smile before lying back down again.

Pushing the panties over her knees, I give her legs room to flop apart, if that’s what she wants them to do, then go back to stroking her.

I make sure to stay away from her opening. Something is telling me to leave that area alone for now. I don’t want to spark memories of her first time and that complete fucker who ruined it for her.

So I play with her clit, teasing it softly while I lick and suck her nipples.

She starts to groan in earnest, so I increase the pressure and pace until she lets out a gasp.

“Wait, something’s happening!” Her voice pitches. “Oh my g—something’s happening!” Fisting the duvet cover, she starts to pant, these adorable squeaks coming out of her as she rises to that orgasm in spectacular fashion. I keep going, working a little magic as she finally lets herself give in to that high.

“Oh my g—” She gasps again. “Oh, oh, oh!”

And then she hits it, this fantastic wail shooting out of her as her hips fire off the bed and she starts to writhe.

“Don’t stop!” Her voice is a breathy whisper. “Oh my… this is…” She whimpers, riding this wave like it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to her.

Fuck, I’m loving every second of this.