It may have rendered me inexperienced, but once you’ve held the entire universe in your hands, there was no need to go looking for more. Even if it was only the one time, I could have died a happy man knowing I’d shared a part of myself with Sierra Bayley that no one else would ever have.
Sierra exhaled a breath, a sigh of relief perhaps, because when she said, “Me, too. I haven’t been with anyone else,” I think a feeling of relief settled in my chest, too.
After a moment’s pause, she whispered, “Are we really doing this?”
I rolled my lips between my teeth. “Only if you want to. I’m all yours. Just say the word, Sierra.”
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, then she nodded, looking up at me through thick lashes. “Yeah, Hayes. I want to.”
Thank fucking God.
Wasting no more time, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the side. Her eyes cut to my abs then trailed up my body to my face.
“Like what you see, Skip?” I teased. “What? Didn’t get a good enough look when I got out of the shower that one day?”
She rolled her eyes. “In my defense, I didn’t really have much of an opportunity to appreciate what was in front of me that day. You know, because I was a bit embarrassed to see the guy I was ‘just friends’ with naked. And without warning.”
A laugh rose in my chest. “Come here. Lift your arms.”
She did as I asked, raising her arms so I could pull her shirt over her head, revealing a black lace bra underneath. Reaching around her back, I unclasped it and let it fall to the floor, her breasts spilling out.
My heart skipped a beat as I took a good look at her. She was just as beautiful as she was five years ago, if not more. The girl I knew back then was still a bit timid, but the one in front of me now was so sure of herself. Like she’d finally found her voice.
I loved every single version of her that I’d gotten to know.
I ran my hands down the sides of her body before hooking my fingers in the waistband of her yoga pants and pulling them down her thighs. Lowering myself so I was on my knees in front of her, I kissed the flesh on the insideof her leg, moving up toward the lace-covered apex of her thighs.
Sierra sucked in a breath as I hooked my fingers in the band of her underwear and tugged them all the way off, baring her center to me—already wet and glistening with her arousal. With one hand, I palmed her ass, and with the other, I hooked her leg over my shoulder so I could lower my mouth to her clit.
“Hayden,” she moaned as I licked a broad stroke up her center.
Sliding two fingers inside, I sucked on her clit. Her hips bucked toward my face in pleasure, and her arousal dripped down my hand.
“God, Sierra, you taste like heaven. I’ve waited five years for this.”
Her hands slid through my hair, her fingers grasping and tugging on the strands while pushing my face closer, begging for more.
I buried my face between her thighs, savoring every minute, every taste.
My eyes darted up as she threw her head back, face contorting in blissful pleasure, her mouth agape as she let out a breathy moan.
I lifted her leg off my shoulder and put it back on the ground, ignoring Sierra’s protests as I picked her up and walked down the hallway to my room, kicking the door closed behind me and laying her on the bed so her head was on the pillows. After taking off my jeans and boxers, I crawled up the bed, settling myself between her legs.
She reached for my cock, pumping it a couple times before swiping her thumb along the tip, sending a shockwave down my spine.
This was unreal.Shewas unreal, and I never wantedthis feeling of being with her—of finally having her again—to go away.
Moving her hand away from me, I moved back so I could lower my mouth to the space between her thighs. My fingers found her entrance, sliding inside with ease.
“Hayes, I”—she panted—“want you.”
“Where do you need me, baby?” I murmured as my thumb circled her clit.
“Fuck, I?—”
Her hips bucked up toward my hand, urging me to go deeper, faster. Curling my fingers, I hit that sweet spot inside her, and her resolve broke.
“Tell me what you need.” I pressed a kiss to the soft flesh just below her slit. I may not have had a lot of experience when it came to Sierra, but I knew how to read her. It wasn’t difficult to figure out what I could do with my hands, mouth, and body to make her feel good.
