I was about to bust through my zipper, my brain running away with me. I breathed through my nose. I wasn’t going to ruin the moment by trying to make a move.

But if she made a move…

As if she’d heard my thoughts, her hand slid higher, until those nails were scraping over my nipple. Fuck.

“Nova,” I warned, my voice rough. And I could swear on the fucking Stanley Cup, she gave me the most devilish grin I’d ever seen and tweaked my fucking nipple.

Oh yeah. It was on.

I growled and rolled on top of her. “What are you doing there, sweetheart?” My lips were inches from hers, and from this position, I could see the raw lust in her eyes.

“Getting to know you?” she whispered, her voice breathy.

“You’re getting to know my nipple?” I let out a raspy laugh. “Any other part of me you’d like to get acquainted with?”

“Your lips?” she breathed, and I obliged. Fuck me, her plush lips tasted like strawberries and they were so soft and plump. I wanted them on my skin, and wrapped around my cock. I kissed her until she was moaning beneath me, then shifted over so I could slide one knee between her thighs.

“Anything else?” I growled against her mouth, my hands skimming down her sides.

“Your fingers.”

God, my dick was going to explode, it was so hard. “Where do you want them, baby?”

“Please, River. I want them inside me.”

I moved down her body so I could pull the straps of her dress down over her shoulders and breasts. I sucked the soft golden skin, moving further down her body until I could get acquainted with her nipples too. Then I moved my hand over her thighs until I was tracing the lines of her pussy through her panties.

“You want them here, baby?”

“Yes,” she panted, grinding up into my fingers. I wanted to tease her more; I wasn’t ready for this to be done quite yet. I sucked those pretty nipples and traced through her underwear until she was writhing against my fingers and begging. Her fingers were buried in the short lengths of my hair, and by the time I pushed the lace of her underwear aside and dipped my fingers inside her, she was so fucking deliciously wet. Her body went tense as she clenched around my fingers, my name a whisper on her lips.

I stroked my fingers inside her until she was coming, her muscles clenching around me and her hand pressing me so tightly to her breast, I might actually suffocate and die. But I wasn’t going to move—hell no. I hoped the guys put it on my damn headstone.