I’ve seen him before…touched him even.
But it still shocks me every time at how big he is. It’s not even that it’s super long, but it’s wide.Girthis what he called it.
Not that I knew what the heck that means, but apparently it’s the main reason he’s been so diligent with easing me into today.
He drops to his knees in front of me and runs his muscular hands up and down my parted legs.
“I will never get sick of looking at you like this. You’re perfect.” He leans down and kisses me right above my pubic bone. “I’m fucking obsessed with you.”
“No more than I am with you,” I moan as he swipes a finger through my swollen lips, then inserts two fingers deep into my sex.
My mouth hangs open at the sudden but very welcome intrusion.
His eyes snap to mine, and a cocky grin lifts his lips.
I’m soaked.
He glides down, spreading my legs as he goes.
“Nate. No.”
“I need to warm you up, Mads,” he reassures me.
“With your fingers, up here with me.” I shake my head, but he ignores me.
He knows this makes me orgasm in two point two seconds.
When he adds a third finger, his hooded eyes connect with mine, and my body withers beneath him as his fingers go deeper. His pace picks up, stretching me wide, finding that perfect spot inside me, and I know he’s loving this just as much as I am.
“Oh lord.” I throw my head back when he leans down and swipes his tongue through my center.
When he first did this to me, I was a nervous wreck.
Who in their right mind would want to do this to anyone…but once I relaxed, I fully appreciated the pleasure. It’s otherworldly, and I’m lucky he’s been obsessed with doing it ever since.
Nate’s eyes are closed, concentrating as he licks me over and over with his flattened tongue, curving the tip every time he reaches my clitoris, paying close attention to my favorite spot.
“Nate…” I whimper in warning.
His strong fingers pick up his pace, and his tongue matches his urgency as pressure builds low in my belly.
Nate’s moaning as his lips close over my clit is more of a turn-on than anything.
He sucks hard as he reaches his free hand up to rub his thumb over my nipple, then squeezes it between his fingers.
Ahh…
My legs shoot out as my sudden orgasm slams into me hard and fast.
Nate sits up in a rush and grabs the condom that he placed beside him, quickly working it on.
I can barely appreciate it. I’m lying here, useless, after that mind-numbing orgasm.
As if he knows I need a minute, he slows his pace and lies over me, and we kiss. Our tongues are a tangled mess, and my hands run through his waved hair, tasting myself on his lips.
“Legs around me,” he mutters and hooks my legs around his waist. His hips lift, sliding his hardness through my sex as we stare at each other. “I love you so much,” he whispers.
I smile up at him. I’m so in love with him.
