I set the book face down on the nightstand to hold my spot.Then I held my hand out for her, needing her to be close.She easily moved toward me, placing her hand in mine.
When she climbed in bed next to me, I flipped off the lamp, leaving the room illuminated by the glow of the fireplace.
Natasha surprised me by straddling my hips.Then she kissed me as if she'd been wanting me all night.She moaned into my mouth as my hands roamed over her, pulling her more tightly against me.
I didn't want anything between us.I rolled her to her back so I could remove my shirt.Leaning down, I shoved her shirt up, kissing her stomach.Natasha's stomach quivered, and her breath hitched.With a strangled cry, she lifted herself up to remove it.
I assisted by unbuckling her jeans.Then I waited for her to wiggle out of them.
When Natasha lay back on the sheets in just a lace bra and panties, I murmured, "Gorgeous."
Her skin was flushed, and I didn't think it had anything to do with the warmth of the fire.
I hooked my fingers in her panties, pulling them down.With a challenge in her eyes, she reached around to unhook her bra.
She rested on her back, naked.
I sat back on my haunches, taking her in."I'll never get enough of you."
Those weren't words you said to someone you weren't serious about, but I wasn't going to analyze what I was feeling in this moment.
Natasha surged to her knees, kissing me.I cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples.
Natasha rubbed her thighs together.
"You need this?"I moved to shuck my sweats and briefs.
"I need you," she said.
I gently shoved her until she was on her back again; I sucked one nipple into my mouth.She held me to her, widening her legs, so I sank between them.
My cock slipped between her folds, and I was lost in the feel of her surrounding me.I needed more, but I was holding back, wanting to drive her to the brink but not over.
She tugged on my hair and lifted her hips, causing my cock to nudge her entrance.I sighed as I easily slipped inside her wet heat.
She gasped from the intrusion.
I'd never get used to being with her like this.
Her skin was so soft.
My heart expanded as I moved, staking a claim.She was mine, even if she didn't know it yet.
I pulled out, her lips forming a pout."On all fours."When she was in position, I touched her folds, confirming that she was still wet.Her hips bucked when I circled her swollen clit.
She looked over her shoulder, the light of the fire reflected in her eyes."Ford."
I sank inside her, and her head dropped between her shoulders.I set a fast pace, trying to hit that spot inside her that would drive her crazy.
I bit my lip against the out-of-control feeling coursing through my body.With each snap of my hips, I felt like I was falling deeper for her and whatever this was.I leaned over her back, touching her clit, needing her to go over first.
Within seconds, her walls clamped around me, white lights exploding behind my eyelids as Natasha fell to her elbows, her head buried in the pillow.
I continued to move, a little more slowly now, attempting to draw it out, savoring every second.I thrust one more time, groaning into her shoulder.
Her body flattened under my weight, and I kissed her shoulder before rolling to my side.I was spent from the day, the emotional drain of holding myself back from these feelings for her.Eventually I got up, intending to find her a washcloth.
Natasha remained where she was as if she was too tired to move.I couldn't believe that she was here in my space, naked in my bed.
