I’m not used to feeling so much desire coursing through my veins. So much lust. Such intense longing.
I think the sexiest thing of all is how much Nate wants me. Each touch, each kiss, each glide of his rough hands over my skin makes my heart race.
I want him. I didn't know it was possible to want anyone this much, and had no idea I craved being wanted. I’m so used to being treated like an inconvenience. Nate treats me like a treasure.
Our bodies shift together as his mouth moves against mine. My leg slips between his muscular thighs, his arm snaking under to hold me tightly. His free hand runs around my back, then slips inside the bottom edge of my shorts to caress my outer thigh and hip.
He pulls away to look into my eyes. "Are you not wearing panties?"
"Not under my sleep shorts. Experts say you're supposed to let things breathe."
He chuckles, kissing along my cheekbone. "I've never laughed with anyone as much as I laugh with you. You do realizethat another cheesy euphemism for canoodling isdoing the no pants dance,right?"
"Of course, but…" My hand slides down his chest to fiddle with the waistband of his shorts. "We're both kind of wearing pants."
He takes my hand and moves it so my fingers are splayed across his lower back. "My pants stay on tonight."
"In that case, mine do too."
He pouts adorably. "I was just going to ask if I was allowed to make you come while I kiss you. But I'll behave."
"Whoa, who said anything about behaving? I'm curious to see what you might do."
His deep brown eyes blaze. "So I’m permitted to do anything I want?"
"Yes." Although the word is only a burst of breath, I think Nate understands the weight of it. It's wild that I trust him this much already. That my body craves him like oxygen.
He searches my eyes, then a devilish grin spreads across his lips. He twists me onto my back, then gently nudges my thighs open, one knee at a time. "Just relax, baby," he murmurs. "You'll sleep better if you come on my hand first."
I can feel the low rumble of his voice across my rib cage as he leans over me. His palm slips into the front of my tank top to drift across my lower belly, then up to play with my breast.
Even though his huge muscular body is caging me in, I've never felt so free. His mouth slants against mine, kissing gently as his hand slides down, down, into my shorts to cup my sex. Instantly I feel needy, my hips shifting to brush my pussy against his palm.
"Easy, beautiful," he murmurs. "Let's go slowly."
I always plan. Let things roll out at a steady pace. But I never planned for this fire in my veins, the way my sternum is about to explode from the pressure of my beating heart.
His fingers trace slowly against my skin, little zaps of sensation taking hold at each new spot he explores.Oh wow… I'm so wet. When his thick fingers glide across my slippery flesh, I moan against his lips.
There's a grinding noise in the back of his throat. "That’s it, baby. Let it out. Moan for me." His middle finger swipes slowly through my crease, gathering moisture, then spreading it across my clit. It feels swollen, aching for his touch.
I moan again, the wild noise making his eyes turn molten. I couldn't stop this avalanche of lust if I tried. I'm being swept away in a tumble of emotion and sensation.
I'm falling in love with Nate.
How long does that usually take? It can’t be normal that I’m already tripping down that path full-tilt. I always try to plan for the unexpected, but I never saw this coming.
His hulking body is pretty much on top of mine, pinning me down with a pressure that makes me feel captured. Like he’s playing with a favorite new toy. What’s it going to feel like when we make love?
Oh…my… Nate’s cock is rock hard, its firm heat throbbing against my hip. Then it twitches as his finger slips inside me — not deeply, just subtly teasing.
"I felt that, sexy," he groans through our endless kiss. "I think your hot pussy likes me."
I manage to hum something like, “Uh huh,” right before his hand twists. His thick fingers drag over my skin a few times, then he wedges two digits inside me while his thumb swipes back and forth across my clit. It's a light touch, as if he already knows what I need. The pressure of his body against mine, combined with this way he instinctively knows what I want… My lower belly tightens in a series of slow waves until I'm right at the edge, about to explode.
As I begin to pant, Nate releases my mouth to stare into my eyes. There's that hungry, half-wild look again. “Come for me," he growls. "Fuck, baby, I need to feel you. Need to make you feel everything."
My fingers dig into the back of his shoulders as I sputter out a desperate cry. Then I'm falling, a vortex of pleasure pulling me under and twisting me around. My pussy clamps hard around his fingers, and the heat in my clit ignites every single nerve in my body.
