Page 45 of The Perfect Distraction

Suddenly, it struck her that they were talking while they were touching each other, and it didn’t feel strange at all. It felt…natural.

“Are you okay standing up like this?”

She nodded.

“I’d rather lie on the bed, but…”

“It would hurt your back. I understand.”

And then, placing a hand over hers, he gently removed it from the front of his shorts. “My turn,” he said, his caramel eyes turning a shade darker.

“Okay.”

In a fluid motion, he slipped his hand down the front of her shorts and cupped her sex. Her breath caught, and then his lips were on hers again as he stroked her over her panties. Even with their clothes on (minus his shirt), the moment felt electric, erotic even.

She rotated her hips, seeking more contact, until Colton paused and questioned her with his eyes.

She was certain her answer was clear, and the next thing she knew, his hand had slipped inside her panties, and he was inserting a finger into her damp center.

“Colton,” she said on a sigh.

He didn’t respond, not that she’d really expected him to, other than to increase the friction against her sensitive nub.

Somehow, he managed to hold her up while stroking her ceaselessly and kissing her at the same time, and she simply melted into him. His strong, sure fingers played her like a fiddle, his lips were soft yet insistent, and he seemed determined to bring her pleasure.

“Is this good? Higher? Lower? Tell me what you need.”

“It’s good. It’s so, so, good!”

And before she knew it, an orgasm ripped through her, causing her to tip her head back and moan loudly enough to be embarrassed if she’d had her wits about her, which she didn’t. He continued to fondle her and only eased up once her muscles began to relax, allowing her to ride out the orgasm to the very end.

She came back to herself when he removed his hand from her shorts and took a step back to look at her.

“Thank you,” she said. Thank you? Really?

He chuckled and replied, “My pleasure. Seriously.”

Her eyes dipped down to his erection and back up again. “Maybe you should sit on the edge of the bed.”

Even though he’d just given her an orgasm, she felt slightly uncomfortable. Technically, she still didn’t know him that well.

Colton moved over to the bed and perched on the edge of it, and she went to stand in front of him.

“You might want to…you know…”

“Remove my shorts?” he asked, quirking his brows.

“Um-hmm.”

She sucked in a breath at the unveiling. There was the initial shock of seeing someone naked for the first time. Not to mention how long and thick…

“Put your hands on me, Beth,” he said, his voice taut with desire.

Dying to touch him, she wrapped both of her hands around his erection and began to stroke him. He leaned back on his elbows, and they both watched as she caressed his hard length. A couple of times, he groaned, and it gave her the confidence to try different things, seeking to bring him as much pleasure as he’d brought her.

“Yes. Just. Like. That,” he ground out.

After a few more minutes, she could tell he was getting close, and she quickened her strokes.