Make Your Move (Aston Archers Hockey #1)

17. Lincoln

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

LINCOLN

H er lips move against mine, and I revel in the way she feels. Bending my knees, I lower myself closer to her height as I slide my hands down to the backs of her thighs. Gripping her flesh, I hoist her into the air, our mouths never breaking apart as I lift her into my arms. Her breath escapes her in a rush, and she holds on to the tops of my shoulders.

My brain takes two seconds to decide where I’m going to take her. As much as I want to carry her upstairs to my room, I don’t feel like we have time for that. The only thing I can think about is getting her naked and feeling her skin beneath my fingertips.

Nova breaks away from me, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. “What are you waiting for?”

“I need to get you upstairs,” I murmur, nipping at her bottom lip. I don’t want her to feel like she’s some kind of a cheap date that I’m just going to fuck wherever I can. Nova Simmons is so much more than that.

Hell, at this point, I don’t even care if we fuck. All I want is to feel her close, even if my dick is harder than a fucking rock in my pants.

Nova shakes her head at me. “The living room is closer.”

“Are you sure?” I ask her, my voice soft as I stare back at her.

“Stop overthinking things, Lincoln,” she breathes, pressing her lips to mine once more. She kisses me deeply, her tongue dancing with mine before she pulls away. She kisses the side of my mouth. “Take me into the living room.”

My feet start moving before I have the chance for my brain to catch up. I walk into the room, carrying her in my arms, and I spin around when I reach the couch. Bending my knees, I lower myself down until I’m sitting, and she’s straddling my lap. She feels perfect, like this is exactly where she belongs. Her thighs are on either side of mine, and she lifts herself, looking down at me for a moment.

“Why do you have to be so perfect?”

I tilt my head to the side. “I’m not.”

Nova lets out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “But you are.” She stares at me for another second before her lips find mine. It’s like two atoms crashing into one another. Any inhibitions we may have had immediately dissolve, and it quickly becomes a rush to get each other undressed.

I always imagined the first time with her would be soft and slow. Gentle and tender. I want nothing more than to taste every inch of her skin and sink deep inside of her. I want to take my time, savoring every moment with her as if it may be my last.

It’s too bad things never work out as planned.

My hands slide underneath Nova’s dress. My fingers trail up her thighs, slowly taking my time until I’m moving over her hips and pushing the material away from her stomach. Her skin is soft like silk beneath my palms. She breaks away from me, grabbing the bottom hem as she pulls it back down. A pink tint drifts across her cheeks, and she drops her gaze down to my chest. “I—um—my body isn’t what it used to be.”

I stare at her for a moment, not fully understanding what she means until I feel the small ridges beneath my fingertips. “Nova, look at me.” She lifts her eyes back to mine as I feel the scars etched in her skin. “We aren’t teenagers anymore. I wouldn’t expect your body to look the same, and regardless of how you may think it looks, I think you’re beautiful.”

Nova’s nostrils flare and conflict washes over her eyes before she lets out a sigh. I watch her slender throat move as she swallows and reaches for the bottom of her dress. She slowly lifts it up, stripping it away from her body until she’s just in her underwear and bra on my lap. My hands are still on her stomach, and they trail across her skin, touching her as I look at her.

Around her belly button are a few silver-colored marks. They aren’t deep, and they aren’t noticeable, but I can feel the indentation on her skin. My fingertips are feather-like as I trace them. My gaze drifts back up to hers, and she’s watching me with a burning intensity.

“They’re not pretty,” she says quietly as she rolls her throat once more. “I know there’s so much sentiment behind them. I grew a baby in my stomach, so it’s expected. But sometimes I look at them, and I just feel gross.”

Flattening my fingers and my palms against her flesh, I shake my head at her. “I want you to listen to me very carefully,” I start as I begin to trail my hands farther up her body. “These don’t change a single thing about you. You’re fucking breathtaking. You’re fucking sexy as hell. You’re one of the smartest and funniest people I’ve ever met.” I pause for a moment, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck as I bring her face down to mine. “You are the most amazing person I’ve ever met—inside and out.”

Her lips part, a shallow breath escaping her as her eyes search mine. They grow damp, and her nostrils flare as she rolls her lips between her teeth. “Thank you for that.”

“Don’t thank me,” I tell her as I grab her hips and flip her over to the side, rolling her onto her back. “Let me thank you.”

Her hair fans out across the couch, creating a halo effect as I lift away from her and pull my shirt off. Her eyes travel along the planes of my abdomen and chest before looking at my eyes again. “For what?”

I shrug, a smirk pulling on my lips as I unbutton my pants and push them down my thighs, letting them fall to the floor until we’re both in our underwear. “For everything.”

Her eyes are filled with emotion, but it’s drowned out by the fires burning in her irises. She lifts her body, reaching for me as she pulls me to her. “Stop talking and kiss me, Lincoln.”

“Ask and you shall receive,” I murmur as my mouth crashes into hers once more. I lower myself in between her legs, my cock pressing against her through the material of our underwear as she slides her tongue along the seam of my lips. I part them, deepening the kiss as we melt together. Our mouths are fused, our tongues tangled, and goddamn—she’s in every crevice of my brain.

I’m wrapped up in her, my hands roaming along her body as she breathes me in. She drains the oxygen from my lungs, and I let her. She could have my last breath, and I’d die happy. My hands slip around her back, unclasping her bra before I pull it away from her body. One at a time, we strip down until we’re both completely naked.

The room is dark, illuminated by the soft glow of a light in the kitchen and the moon shining through the windows. I can see her perfectly clearly, and I stare down at her for a moment, allowing myself the opportunity to drink her in. Nova stares back up at me, her eyes scanning my body, widening as they drift across my cock.

She stares at me for a moment, her eyebrows pulling together as she sees the light dancing across the four pieces of metal along the underside. Her eyes flash to mine after she takes in the Jacob’s ladder piercing. “Your dick is pierced,” she states, and I don’t know if she’s telling me or herself.

“It is,” I concur as I watch her look back to it and back to my face. “Are you okay with that?”

“Yes,” she says quietly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “I’ve never experienced it before.”

The thought alone is enough to make me feel like I’m going to explode. Precum beads at the end of my cock, and I wrap my hand around it, staring down at Nova. “I promise it won’t hurt you.”

She lifts her back from the couch, her hands grabbing my wrists as she tugs me back down to her. “Let me be the judge of that.”

I plant my hands on either side of her head. “I need to grab a condom.”

“Are you clean?” she questions me quietly. “I am, and I have an IUD.”

I tilt my head to the side. “I am clean.” I don’t tell her I haven’t been with anyone in the past six months, but that’s beside the point. No one I was ever with could compare to her. I’m fairly certain there’s no one in this universe that would even come close.

She lifts her legs, linking her ankles behind my lower back and begins to pull me closer to her. I let my body move closer, the tip of my cock pressing against her warm, wet center before I sink deeply inside of her. Lowering myself down to her face, I swallow the low, breathy moan that escapes her as I fill her to the brim with one swift thrust.

My body stills, and time is momentarily suspended as I feel her wrapped around me. I’ve dreamed of this moment for so many fucking nights. I’ve lost count of how many full moons I wished upon for this experience with her. None of it comes close to how it feels to be inside of her.

Lifting my mouth from hers, I stare down at her as I slide my hand beneath her head, my fingers plunging into her soft blonde curls. “Fuck, you feel good,” I groan while slowly lifting my hips, pulling my cock out of her halfway.

“It feels like you’re going to split me in two,” she breathes, her eyes glazed over as she digs her nails into my back.

“It’s nothing you can’t take, baby,” I murmur, nipping at her bottom lip again. She feels like fucking heaven—like a goddamn dream—as I begin to slowly thrust my hips, my cock moving in and out of her in a rhythmic fashion.

Nova lifts her hips to meet mine with every thrust, taking me in as deep as she can. She’s a mess of breathless moans, and her lips are parted as she claws at my back. Her legs tighten around my waist, and I feel her pussy starting to tighten around my cock as I keep moving inside of her.

“Don’t stop, Lincoln,” she moans, tipping her head back as she lets out a ragged breath. She straightens her head, her eyes meeting mine in an inferno. “I’m so close.”

“You’re a fucking dream, Nova Simmons,” I groan as I move with a little more force, fucking her harder. “I’ve waited an eternity to watch you come.”

I slam into her again and again, feeling my own release growing closer as my balls begin to constrict. The nerve endings in my cock light up as she constricts around me, squeezing the tip. The barbells along the underside of my shaft stroke her insides, creating friction that sends pleasure rippling through my body.

She moans loudly as I slip a hand between our abdomens, my fingers finding her clit as I continue to thrust into her. Pressing my thumb against the small bundle of nerves, I roll it in circles, driving her closer to the edge. Her nails dig harder into my skin, undoubtedly leaving marks in my flesh.

Her eyes practically roll back in her head, and she cries out, my name falling from her lips as she loses herself completely. She’s coming apart at the seams, her pussy clenching around me as her orgasm tears through her body. Her legs shake, her hips lifting to take every inch of my length. I pound into her once more before I’m coming deep inside of her.

“Fuck, Nova,” I moan, filling her to the brim over again. My balls constrict, tightening as I spill myself into her. The warmth erupts throughout my body, spilling into my veins as I’m overwhelmed with pleasure.

We’re both breathless, struggling to inhale oxygen as I slow my movements, draining every last drop into her. My hips eventually come to a stop, and I don’t move for a second, reveling in the way she feels soaking my cock. Pulling away from her, I slowly slide my dick out, immediately missing her warmth. Her legs fall to the side, and they’re parted wide in front of me. I glance down at her swollen pussy, my cock twitching at the sight of my cum dripping out of her.

“Goddamn, I could do that every day for the rest of my life.”

Nova looks up at me with a dazed look in her eyes and a lazy, satiated grin dancing across her lips. “I wouldn’t object to that.”

I watch her as she covers her mouth to yawn. My breath catches in my throat, and I rise from the couch before collecting our clothing from the floor. I turn back to Nova and catch her studying me as I walk to her. Leaning down, I slip one arm behind her back and the other behind her thighs as I lift her into the air.

Nova instinctively wraps her arms around my neck as she lets out a gasp. “Where are you taking me?”

“To my bed,” I tell her, pressing my lips to the small mole by the corner of her eye. “I want to fuck you to sleep and hold you until the sun comes up.”

It’s a foreign concept for me, but I’m not ready to be done with her for the night. I don’t sleep with other people after having sex. I’m always the first to break the moment and leave before things start to get too involved. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, but the thought of her sleeping in a separate bed after I’ve been inside her seems fucking stupid.

This is different. This is Nova.

And things have always been different with her…