Finding Summer (Nightwind Book 3)

by Suzanne Halliday

  What wasn’t easy was being still while he drank her in with his eyes.

  “Unf.” She heard him grunt and squeezed her eyes shut.

  “No, sunshine girl. Eyes open the whole time. I want you to watch.”

  Summer trembled. She felt his hands stroke the sensitive skin on her inner thighs.

  “Hands above your head. And keep them there.”

  When she did as he said, her first impression was vulnerability. She was open to him and unable to use her hands. The trust was easy to find. So was the excitement.

  He joined her on the bed, grabbed a big pillow, and shoved it under her ass. She wasn’t expecting it and gasped sharply. With her ass raised, her thighs parted dramatically.

  Her legs quivered. She wanted him to touch her so badly she growled.

  In slow motion, he moved between her legs and loomed over her. She stared helplessly, unable to look away from the sexy glint in his eyes.

  She groaned when he bit her nipples. Then with his face inches from hers, he held her eyes. “Give me all your pleasure, baby.”

  She didn’t have time to think about what he meant. Not when she felt his fingers part her slick lips as he slowly penetrated her.

  Summer held her breath and bit her lip but never looked away.

  Almost immediately, she experienced a flood of arousal as his finger massaged the aching walls of her pussy. The way he plunged, swirled, and withdrew made her light-headed. If he kept it up, she was going to come.

  She clung helplessly to his eyes. Her pussy throbbed when he withdrew his finger and tasted her nectar with great gusto.

  “You taste like sunshine.”

  Her world changed forever when he fingered her again and then offered her a taste. She blinked. His eyes held hers. She felt the command and answered by opening her mouth.

  The moment was erotic and deeply intimate. She flushed with color, but the embarrassment didn’t stop her. He groaned when she sucked his finger into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. The taste was surprisingly subtle and slightly sweet. She licked his finger clean and wasn’t surprised when he followed up with a wild kiss. Her arousal coated their tongues as they dueled with increasing fervor. When he suddenly broke away, they were panting, and she was trembling head to toe.

  With her hands flailing above her head, Summer clutched what she could of the sheets and lost control of her body. Wriggling, clenching her butt and humping the air, she was a slave to the demands of her body.

  “You’re killing me,” she grumbled.

  “We can’t have that.” The sexy Viking sex master chuckled.

  He dived onto her. With the pillow beneath her ass, it was no problem to wrap her legs around him. His teeth were surely leaving marks as he gnawed on her neck. She whimpered and shook. He moved to her shoulder before licking and sucking a path to both nipples—teasing each one until she cried out.

  He licked her torso in a straight line, kissed her belly button, and continued lower. With his mouth hovering over her open pussy, he spoke. His warm breath did crazy things to her senses.

  “Do. Not. Hold. Back.”

  The words had no time to make sense before his tongue traced her from butt to clit. A jolt of awareness made her jerk, and she surrendered with a shudder.

  Shocked to discover eating pussy involved a lewd carnal symphony, Summer moaned and gasped, adding her contributions to the masterpiece. Convinced he could drive her insane with the masterful way he suckled and teased her clit, she was nearing meltdown when he lifted her ass, spread her wider, and began spearing his tongue inside her. It took but a few seconds for her to lose it.

  Crying out, she begged him to help her come. He obliged by thrusting two fingers into her wet depths while wrapping his lips around her clit.

  Gyrating and bucking, Summer knew this was going to be an orgasm like no other.

  Arnie’s breathing was harsh. He stopped sucking her clit and fingered her with ferocity. His thumb rubbed her swollen clit, and she began to float.

  “Come for me, baby. Shower me with sunshine.”

  Her body responded with a flood of wet heat. He grunted. The sound was earthy and primitive.

  His mouth returned to her clit and as he suckled wildly and fingered deeply, she came undone.

  Her entire body shook from the force of the climax he coaxed from her. His name and a long guttural groan rumbled from her chest. She shattered into a million stars as intense pleasure engulfed her being.

  6

  Sensory input battered his senses. Arnie tried with all his might to take it all in. Summer didn’t just surrender to the pleasure he offered. She flung aside all restraint and gave in to her desires. It was beautiful. The intense intimacy squeezed his emotions.

  He wished he could see her face when she came, but he was a little busy and had a job to finish. Enjoying the primal feast of Summer’s delectable body and luscious pussy was the only thing on his plate at the moment.

  He held her down and went for the gold when her body shook violently. A flood of wet heat erupted from her sweet body. Drowning was a real possibility. Not that he cared. Going out ravishing a golden goddess’s pussy was an honorable way to end one’s life.

  His name never sounded better than when Summer screamed it. The wonder in her voice made him very happy.

  Riding the tsunami waves of her orgasm was a little like surfing in a hurricane. When she was wrung out and finally began to come down, elation filled Arnie to the brim.

  Kissing her inner thighs, he chuckled at first and then boomed with laughter. Wiping a hand across his mouth, he sat back and grinned at his sated golden girl.

  “That was fucking awesome,” he told her with lusty enthusiasm.

  Stroking and petting her hips, thighs, and stomach, he took in what had to be the most sensually appealing sight his eyes had ever seen. Her skin was covered by a light rosy flush. She glowed. Her aura pulsed, erratically at first, but then it slowed as her body calmed.

  He lay down next to her and turned her limp body into his embrace. She whimpered softly and looked at him with a sexy expression filled with marvel.

  She tried to speak, but no words came out. He smiled and gently brushed strands of hair off her face and neck.

  Watching her face as she processed the moment gave him enormous pleasure. And satisfaction.

  When she found her words, what she whispered surprised him. He responded bluntly.

  “I didn’t think you’d like it so much.” She blushed like the innocent that she still was. “Messy,” she stammered.

  He understood her reaction and spelled out his truth so she’d never question the activity again.

  “First of all, if it’s not messy, you’re not doing it right. Do some guys fear the pussy? Oh, you bet.” He sniggered. “But as I keep reminding you, I’m not those guys.”

  She smiled a little and relaxed in his arms.

  “Second, and more importantly, you taste like sunshine. It’s extraordinary,” he assured her with a cocky smirk when she made a disbelieving sound. “I’m also the only guy to taste your virgin pussy, so there’s that.”

  He could still feel the uncertainty rolling off her in waves. Helping her come to terms with her desires was worth the interruption to their foreplay. His dick wasn’t happy about it, but Arnie was sure when all was said and done, his performance would prove he wasn’t just equal to the task. He intended to master the deed and give her a first time for the history books.

  “It’s okay to like being wicked,” he murmured softly. “As long as I’m the one making you lose control.”

  She remained clammed up. He searched for what could be causing her hesitation. He’d heard other men say that women were strange creatures. Fierce and domineering one moment and vulnerable to the point of fragility the next.

  “Does it always happen, I mean, am I, um, crap. This is embarrassing.”

  Embarrassing? Hmmm. He mentally scratched his head. What was embarrassing about coming so completel
y that she … oh! Now he got it.

  “Is the wet stuff normal?” She blurted out in an embarrassing squeak.

  “Oh, baby,” he growled. “It was beautiful. Now that you know the pleasure of a proper pussy licking, do you want to change anything?”

  She shook her head. “I just didn’t expect the whole gushing thing.”

  “Gushing is my reward for making you quiver. Coming on my tongue isn’t supposed to be neat and tidy.” He smirked and dropped a quick kiss on her lips. “And not to state the obvious or anything, but you haven’t experienced what kind of a mess is involved when the oral pleasure is reciprocated.”

  Her giggle was precious. “Are you referring to a blow job?”

  He chuckled. “To swallow or not to swallow. That is the question: whether it’s ladylike to suffer through a gagging gargle or guard against the possible outcome and by opposing, snatch the moment of climax. Or something like that. Shakespeare knew his stuff.”

  “Is that original? The quote?”

  “Yeah. I just made it up on the fly.” He jostled her till she laughed. “It was good, though, don’t you think? If I could do another take, I’d slow it down a bit and give the oration a more sonorous note. But I made you think, didn’t I?”

  “Are you signaling me to meander south and see what all the fuss is about?”

  “Hell to the no.” He snorted. “You still haven’t seen your first thing.”

  She comically scowled and made a hissing sound.

  “Hey, don’t give me shit. You’re the one who said it.”

  “Are you making fun of me?”

  He thought about it for a second and nodded. “I suppose I am, but where does it say we have to make everything serious. Or correct?”

  Her face lit up when he pulled her closer. “When you’re ready, the pants come off.”

  “I’m ready.”

  “I’m not,” he grunted and then claimed her mouth for a long, wet, ferociously carnal kiss.

  Elation exploded inside him. She responded to the demanding kiss with greedy fervor. As her naked body squirmed in his arms, he made a plan for what came next.

  The body-shaking climax sent signals to her pussy. She was ready to fuck. But it was still her first time, and his cock wasn’t going to make taking her easy. Not at first. He’d have to hold back and give her body time to adjust. It was a good thing she dripped with want—they were going to need the slippery assist.

  He knew she was ready when the kiss turned aggressive, and her hands wandered. There would never be a better time.

  Arnie pulled away suddenly and shoved her onto her back. He knelt on the bed, loomed over her, and started undoing his pants. She bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

  “This is not the time to be shy. I want you to watch. Don’t look away.” He emphasized every command.

  He moved off the bed and stood at the side. She turned, leaned on an elbow, and wet her lips.

  “You make a fetching picture, Summer. So sweet and innocent.”

  She palmed her boobs and arched a brow. “Counting down my last moments of innocence.”

  Their banter was unforced and natural. He felt completely himself.

  In one surprisingly smooth move, he removed his pants and briefs without causing permanent harm to his manhood. Freed from captivity, the full length of his very hard cock stood proudly at attention as a groan of relief rumbled from his mouth. He automatically gripped it. The involuntary routine was normal guy stuff. Summer’s reaction to seeing her first erection was enchanting in a blazing hot way.

  Her eyes got huge. “Oh, my.” She giggled.

  Giggling wasn’t a reaction he knew what to do with.

  “You’re a very big boy,” she cooed. “Wow.”

  Now, there was the reaction he hoped for!

  When he went left to reach for the box of condoms, she leaned right and touched him with tentative fingers. He nearly jumped out of his skin.

  With mere seconds to regain control before he came in her hand, Arnie grabbed her wrist and issued a throaty snarl. “You didn’t ask permission.”

  Shocked, she let go of him and froze. “I need permission?”

  He chuckled. “No, but that’s the kind of shit guys say when they’re afraid of losing it.”

  “What should I do?” she asked so gleefully that he had to laugh.

  He tore open the box, withdrew a packet, and ripped it open. As he rolled the protective sheath over his throbbing hard-on, he leered, and asked, “Are you ready for me?”

  “Yes.” Her smile was incandescent.

  “Then lay back and open your legs. I’ll take it from there.”

  She eagerly scrambled back onto the bed, opened her legs, and held up her arms. “Hurry.”

  He was on top of her so fast she yelped and stilled beneath him. Even though his size gave him an advantage, he wasn’t using his physicality to subdue her. He simply took advantage of her primitive response to an age-old male power play.

  The time was at hand. He readied her with a slow, seductive tasting. First with a kiss and then as he ravished her nipples and fondled her stupendous boobs.

  He sat back on his heels and pulled her bottom onto his lap. Her pussy was swollen and glistening with arousal.

  Arnie touched her intimately and smacked his thick cock on her clit.

  “Last call,” he husked. “Is this what you want?”

  She undulated and growled, “Please.”

  With one hand resting on her belly, he held her in place while guiding the fat head of his cock into her opening. As soon as he began to cautiously penetrate her, she lifted her knees and offered her body. It was an extraordinarily tight fit. He stretched her slowly, pushing forward a tiny fraction at a time. Leaning down, he kissed her with a demanding passion. She quivered as the kiss deepened. He took advantage of her excitement and sank farther.

  When he was all the way and could go no farther, Arnie marveled at the hot, wet heat of her body. She took all of him and was making it clear by her desperate actions how much more she wanted.

  Her arms wound around his neck and demanded his kisses. He plucked at her nipples and gently rocked his hips until they achieved a slight in-and-out rhythm.

  “Oh, Arnie.” She purred and made a growling sound. “You feel so good.”

  He grinned. “Virgin no more.”

  Things continued at a slow and gentle pace until his sunshine girl turned desperate. Her greedy desire wore him down. He tried to be gentle with her this first time, but everything changed when she clung to him and whimpered.

  Maybe he should let go and fuck her properly. A couple of hearty thrusts might be enough.

  “Look at me,” he grunted.

  She did, although her expression was lusty and dazed.

  “You say something if I hurt you. Understand?”

  Her eyes sparkled. She knew what was coming. “Yes, Arnie,” she purred. He groaned when her pussy tightened. The little vixen knew what she wanted.

  He withdrew slowly, while assessing angles and penetration depth. She whimpered, and he threw off the shackles of restraint. On the first full plunge, he knew he was a goner. She cried out and arched off the bed.

  He grunted like a beast as he fucked her with abandon. Her nails scored his back. She cried for more and urged him on.

  Something split open inside him when she came undone. He pounded into her until she exploded into a blinding cloud of rose gold sparkles. Her soft mewling cries filled his head, and his balls felt like they were on fire. He thrust deeply, over and over. Her hips quivered with aftershocks—sensations he answered with a howling, grunting climax. His cock swelled. Her tight wet heat stole his sanity. He jerked and ground his cock deeper until he could come no more.

  Collapsing atop her, he marveled when her arms held him, and she gently stroked his back.

  He caught his breath and kissed her with heartfelt tenderness. She was his. This beautiful, funny, vivacious, free spirit belonged to him. Their souls were in s
ync. She filled the emptiness in his heart.

  Arnie didn’t question when the love word flitted through his thoughts. He’d been falling in love with the blond goddess from the second they met.

  “I gotta move,” he told her quietly. “Condom check.”

  “Oh, okay.” She sounded uncertain. Post-fuck condom assessment was a normal thing but not for virginal Summer.

  Leaving the sultry warmth of her luscious body was no easy feat. His cock was softening, but it didn’t mean much when her greedy pussy clamped down and refused to release him.

  When he finally withdrew, Arnie knew immediately the damn condom had not survived intact. He might have made a noise, but he wasn’t sure. Either he had, or she intuitively picked up his concern.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Protection fail,” he readily admitted.

  “Oh, well, um, I just ended my period, so this isn’t a fertile time.”

  “It’s also highly unlikely my one fully functioning testicle has the power to make it into the procreation sweepstakes.”

  “Then we have nothing to worry about.” She made the statement with all the authority of a teacher pointing out something written in stone.

  There didn’t seem like much else to say on the matter, so he carefully disposed of the condom mess and then wasted no time joining his enchanting lover beneath the covers on a bed far too small for two adults.

  She clung to him. He thought she murmured something about being glad, but then she nodded off quickly.

  The sleep would do her good. He used her pretty fiercely, so some recovery time was in order.

  Yawning, he cuddled her close. As sleep claimed him, he was thinking how utterly amazing it was that they found each other on a planet inhabited by billions.

  Her body hummed from the aftermath of Arnie’s masterful lovemaking. Each new sensation brought surprises and revealed things to Summer. Things like how glad she was her common sense prevailed the other times she’d almost gone through with sharing her body.

  “I’m glad I waited for you.” She whispered the words into his shoulder.