“I don’t mind.” He shrugs. “Just surprised. What did she say?”
I cringe, not wanting to admit how she scared me half to death. But finding out her partner was just as clueless as she was calmed my nerves.
My experience has been the opposite, and I’m not complaining.
Let’s just say Nate is very much committed to ensuring I have a smooth experience.
He’s made it his mission to give me multiple orgasms a day for the last five days.
If I hadn’t experienced it firsthand, I wouldn’t think it’s physically possible for it to happen so many times.
But lord, does Nate have skills.
“What’s that face for? Did she not like it?”
“Honestly? She said her first time was terrible, and it hurt like hell.” I continue when I see his worried reaction. “But it’s only because they jumped a million steps, and he just kind of stuck it in there. She wasn’t…”
He smirks, waggling his eyebrows. “She wasn’t what, Madeline?”
“Wet.” I avert my eyes.
“Well, we both know you don’t have a problem getting fucking soaked.”
I cover my face. “Oh my god. Nate!”
He snickers, shaking out a large blanket from his backpack before settling onto the ground and pulling me between his legs, his arms wrapping securely around me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, slightly breathless.
“I want to know about your day.” He nuzzles my neck. “How was pottery class?”
“Nate…”
“Just humor me, please.”
I sigh but lean back into his embrace, linking my fingers through his, and tell him about my day.
Nate unhooks my bra and then sweeps my hair to the side. “Lay back, Mads.”
I do, propping myself on my elbows to watch him undress as I lie here completely naked.
Nate pauses before lifting his black tee over his head, taking in every inch of me.
I should be more self-conscious when I get a good look at Nate’s perfectly sculpted body.
But I’m not, thankfully. I’m too taken with his body.
His skin is tanned a perfect golden brown from weeks on the water. It accentuates every hard muscle of his ripped abs and broad chest. But what it does to his eyes, the contrast of his sun-kissed skin and his ocean-blue eyes, is mesmerizing.
He is the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on.
“Take the rest off,” I whisper.
His eyes hold mine. “You’re sure?”
“One hundred percent sure.”
He pulls down his shorts and boxers in one go, and my mouth goes dry.
