Page 196 of State of the Union (First Family 3)

“You shut up.” She got up on her knees. “Can I touch you?”

He scooted closer to her. “I really wish you would.”

Brooke ran her hands over his chest to his arms and then back again, before venturing down to caress rippling abdominal muscles.

He was so still, she worried he wasn’t breathing.

When she glanced up at him, she found him gazing at her with blue eyes gone hot with desire. “Feels good,” he said, sounding choked.

Brooke sat back on her heels and took off her sweater. She’d gone shopping with this moment in mind and loved the way he inhaled sharply at the sight of her sheer black bra. As she reached back, she wasn’t sure where the courage was coming from, but she wasn’t going to ask any questions. Not now, anyway. She unhooked the bra and revealed herself to him for the first time.

“You’re beautiful, sweetheart.” He brought her in close to him, her breasts pressing against his chest. “Beautiful, sweet, strong, brave, sexy.”

He arranged them so she was on her back with him above her, continuing to whisper sweet words of comfort as he kissed her neck and chest and then the tip of her breast.

Brooke had never felt anything like the electrical charge that raced through her when he sucked on her nipple.

He stayed there for what felt like hours, kissing, licking, sucking until she was half out of her mind.

She was so far gone, she almost didn’t notice when he unbuttoned her jeans or when he removed them and the panties that matched her bra.

He continued to kiss her all over, rendering her helpless to do anything other than lie there and wallow in the wonder of it all. Then his lips were on her inner thigh, moving toward the center of her desire.

Her legs fell open, almost as if someone else were controlling the movement, and when his tongue swept over her core, she came undone. The orgasm dragged her under, sucking the air from her lungs and every thought from her brain that wasn’t centered in the place where he touched her with his tongue and deep thrusts of his fingers.

“Talk to me, sweetheart,” he whispered. “Tell me how it feels.”

“Amazing,” she said, surprised she could speak at all.

He dipped his head and went back for more, making her come a second time before he withdrew from her. “Stay right there.”

She couldn’t have moved if the hotel were on fire.

Nate returned a second later, having shed his jeans and underwear and donned a condom.

Seeing him fully erect, Brooke swallowed the lump that suddenly appeared in her throat as she wondered how that would fit inside her.

“Are you sure about this, love?”

“Yes,” she said, certain she would never regret taking this step with this man. She held out her arms to him, and he came down on top of her, starting all over with deep, devouring kisses that quickly had her craving more. “Nate… Please.”

The tight press of his cock between her legs had her gasping, surprised by the pinch of pain that accompanied the pleasure.

“Nice and easy, sweetheart.” Nate brushed the hair back from her face as he gazed down at her with so much love. “We’ve got all the time in the world. There’s no rush.”

They were just the words she needed to hear as she struggled to take him in, to relax enough to allow this to happen, to not let the demons take over.

He’d been patient with her from the start and was again now, moving slowly and carefully until he’d entered her fully.

By then, she was having one orgasm after another, her body one gigantic nerve ending as he touched and caressed her until she was utterly mindless. It was safe to say that when she thought of sex in the future, it wouldn’t be with horror.

“Brooke.” His lips brushed over hers as he throbbed inside her.

She forced her eyes open and blinked him into focus. “Hmm?”

“I just want you to know…”

“What?”