Pretty Hate (New Adult Novel) by Ava Ayers Page B

feel you inside me,” I said.
    We knelt on the blanket and he unbuttoned my sweater and pushed it off my shoulders. He pressed his lips against my jugular vein and ran his tongue up the side of my neck to my ear.
    “I wanted you since the second I saw you sitting on that railing,” he said into my ear.
    He pulled his shirt over his head and unbuttoned the fly on his jeans. I stared at his tight, muscular stomach as I took my bra off.
    “Jesus,” he said as he stared at me, “incredible.”
    He grabbed my feet and took my shoes and socks off. He slid his hands up my feet to my ankles and tugged until my legs were extended.
    “Lay back, Beth,” he said as he crawled toward me.
    Nicolas rested his body on top of mine and pressed himself between my legs. As he grinded against me, I spread my legs wider and pressed my fingertips into his hard ass.
    “Do you have a condom?” I said as I nibbled on his earlobe.
    “Well, I was hoping,” he said and laughed. “I came prepared.”
    “Thank God!”
    “Let’s get you out of these jeans,” he said.
    Nicolas knelt beside me and unbuttoned my jeans. He crawled down to my feet and pulled my jeans off my body.
    “Your body is as perfect as you are,” he said.
    I looked down my body at him.
    “I’m not perfect. Not by a longshot.”
    “You are to me,” he said and took his jeans off.
    Nicolas slid his boxers down his legs and I bit the inside of my cheek so I didn’t gasp as I stared at his beautiful, hard penis and wondered if this was how those women who are married to perfect men feel every day.
    He grabbed the waistband of my panties and yanked them off me. I spread my legs as he knelt between them and rubbed the head of his penis against my wet skin.
    “Fuck,” he said and shivered, “you’re so wet.”
    “I want you,” I said. “I want you so bad.”
    He rolled the condom over his penis and got on top of my body and rested on his elbows. He kissed me and I felt an electrical charge as he pressed himself against me. I spread my legs wider and lifted my hips slightly as he entered me.
    “Oh, God!” I said as he thrust his hips.
    As he moved, I looked into his eyes and they mirrored the love I had for him. He nuzzled his face against my neck and I looked up through the branches of the beautiful trees and into the cool, blue sky.
    As Nicolas pumped harder and faster, I raked my fingernails down his back. He lowered his face to my breast and swirled his tongue around my nipple.
    “That feels so good!” I said as he sucked on my sensitive nipple.
    I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my heels into his ass. I wanted him deeper and deeper and the harder he thrust into me, the more I wanted.
    Despite the coolness of the air, we were soaked in sweat. As he pumped his hips faster and faster, I was wetter and wetter. Every nerve in my body was exposed and it felt like the ground would swallow me.
    I looked up at him and he smiled at me. His neck tensed and he closed his eyes. He was waiting for me. I never felt freer, never more alive than I did when I came and I screamed as I exploded. It felt like every cell and atom in my body was thrust into the universe.
    As soon as I released, Nicolas gripped the blanket and came up on his arms. He slammed into me and bent his back as he looked up at the sky and screamed.
    He fell forward on top of me and panted into my ear as I brought the sides of the blanket over us and I wrapped my arms around him. Then, we slept.
    As we walked back to the car, we ran into two older women looking at the leaves. Nicolas put the cooler and blanket down and took my camera off my shoulder as he approached the ladies.
    “Excuse me,” he said and handed them the camera, “would you mind taking a picture of my girlfriend and I?”
    Nicolas stood next to me and put his arms around my waist. I tried to fix my hair before the lady snapped the picture and there was a leaf tangled among the strands.
    “Leave it,” he said and smiled, “it