With that, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and drew him closer to me. He hissed as his cock caught at my entrance, and I felt it pulse. He captured my lips in a soft kiss before his lips fluttered down my neck.
“Oh, Nathan,” I whispered. “That feels so good.”
He nibbled and sucked on my skin and I knew I'd have marks left behind in the morning. I didn’t care, though. I didn’t give a shit who saw evidence of tonight. I just wanted was to feel him filling me, over and over again, until I begged for mercy. He let go of my hands and I gripped his hair, holding tightly onto him as he kissed the space between my breasts. His hands slid along my sides, tickling me ever so slightly, before sinking his teeth into my skin and forcing me to buck against his hips.
I’d never had someone control me with only his mouth before. I loved it.
I loved everything about it. Because it was with Nathan.
He continued kissing down the my torso, towards my hip crease, closer and closer to where I was dripping wet and aching for him. My back to arched as his tongue traced my seam. I shivered, bucking against his face in search for more friction. And as his fingers parted my lower lips, I heard him moan.
“So wet for me,” he murmured.
He teased my clit with his tongue and my toes curled. His touches were light and delicate as he flicked the sensitive bud. I wanted to yank him closer and bury him in my juices. I wanted to flip him over and straddle his fucking face. I wanted him to fuck me. No, Ineededit.
“Nathan, please,” I whimpered.
He hovered over my clit. “Please, what?”
I swallowed hard. “I need you inside me. Please.”
Without another word, he pulled away from me for a moment. I watched as he rummaged around in his wallet for something. It wasn’t until I heard the ripping of the foil that I knew what he was doing. I rose up onto my elbows and I him rolling a condom up his massive dick.
“Can’t be too careful,” he said with a wink.
Condom on, he pounced like a wild animal, sinking into me easily, with one swift movement. He set a relentless pace, kissing my lips and rocking his hips into me. I wrapped myself around him, clinging to him for dear life as waves of pleasure coursed through my system.
“Nathan, fuck. You feel so good. Holy shit, please. I—I just—”
He bit into my shoulder. “Jesus Christ, Elizabeth. You feel so goddamn good.”
I lost myself in him in the movement of our bodies. My nails slid along his back. Our kisses grew messy and furious. The sounds of skin against skin filled the room, along with his groans and my whimpers. As he continued hitting that perfect spot inside me with his throbbing cock, my body gave itself over to the pleasure. I felt that coil tightening in my gut.
“Nathan, I’m so close. So close. Please, just a little—yes! Right there. Right there. Just like that, Nathan. Oh, my God.”
His hands planted firmly on either side of my head. “That’s the spot. Fuck. Squeeze that dick, Elizab—I’m coming. I’m coming. Holy shit.”
“Yes!” I exclaimed.
I dug my nails into his back and tightened my legs around his waist. I convulsed, releasing every single pent-up emotion and shard of stress. He came, seconds later, spilling inside of me, flooding the condom. He collapsed on top of me before rolling over and pulling my back flush against his chest.
“Holy hell,” I said breathlessly.
He kissed the spot on my shoulder that he'd bitten. “I’ll say.”
"Well, that was fun.”
He chuckled breathlessly. “Yep.”
I wiggled around until I faced him. “I can see why people get obsessed with this. This feeling is... I don't know. I feel like I could fly.”
He said nothing. He just kissed my forehead.
I nuzzled against his chest. "I'm so tired, though.”
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. “Me too. You wore me out.”
I smirked, thinking of the best way to tease a football player about his lack of stamina.
