Page 36 of My Heart Belongs to You

Why did that turn me on more?

I opened my eyes in time to see him lowering his head. Ripples of desire shot through me when his mouth was back on my clit, intensifying my peak. He grabbed my hand and interlocked it with his while ushering me into another climax that left me spent and dazed. Nadir chuckled, brushing his hand over his mouth.

“Where do you keep your condoms?”

I gazed at him wearily but found the energy to tell him they were in my bathroom closet. Moments later, he returned sheathed, stroking himself as he neared me. My eyes immediately went to his long, girthy dick. It was everything I had imagined it was in those sweatpants. I opened my legs, expecting him to get between, but instead he pulled me from the couch and bent me over the arm. I braced myself on the cushion.

In front of us was a mirror I’d recently purchased to complete the living room. Normally, I used it to check my appearance on the way out the door. But today Nadir wanted to utilize it for a different reason.

Slowly, he entered me, moans spilling from our lips as he filled me. His hands were on my waist. I bit my bottom lip and lowered my head. Nadir rocked into me steadily; the sound of our bodies colliding permeated my otherwise quiet condo. I gripped the couch tighter when Nadir’s cadence picked up.

“Look at you,” he husked, prompting me to look up.

My gaze caught his in the mirror. Another wave of chills covered me at the endearing yet primal look in his eyes. He grabbed my right breast, pinching my nipple before caressing it with his thumb.

“You’re fuckin’ beautiful, you know that?”

“Yes,” I cried out, enthralled by the visual of our bodies. He pulled me upright and held me close, cupping my breasts. My eyes closed when he pinched my nipples.

His strokes were harder now and his voice was hoarse when he said, “And brilliant, and your pussy tastes so good I’ll be craving it later.”

My stomach knotted at his words. Nadir’s gaze never faltered from mine, and as badly as I wanted to close my eyes, I couldn’t. There was something mesmerizing about watching the way my body responded to Nadir’s words, strokes, and touches.

“He didn’t deserve you,” Nadir continued, his eyebrows furrowing. He dropped a quick kiss on the curve of my neck. “You know that, right?”

I knew that already, but dammit if it didn’t feel good to hear from my best friend as he stroked me senselessly.

“Nadir, please,” I begged, meeting his smoldering gaze in the mirror.

“Please what?” he teased with a smirk.

Without warning, he pulled out and turned me to face him. His mouth crashed into mine for a deep, ravenous kiss. He held me close, his erection poking my stomach, making me giggle against his lips. When he had his fill of kisses, we moved from the side of the couch and he directed me to lay down as he held my legs open, sliding back into me.

We fell back into the same intense rhythm as before. The strokes were hard, deep, and filled with passion. I didn't think I could take him much longer. Nadir’s eyes were on me with an intensity I couldn’t read. His bottom lip was clenched between his teeth and his forehead wrinkled as I assumed his climax was near. Mine was accelerated when Nadir pressed his thumb against my throbbing clit.

Just as my orgasm reached, he planted the hottest, most endearing kiss on my forehead, sending me down a spiral of pleasure in his arms. He held me close. Our skin was slick and coated with our desire for each other. The tip of his nose caressed mine and his breaths tickled my lips. This was so intimate, and all consuming, I couldn’t do anything but surrender to him.

“Shit, princesa.” His lips brushed against mine when he uttered the words. My eyes rolled back at the affection in his tone. With one final thrust, he grunted.

“Come on,” he told me moments later.

“Where are we going?” I whined still in a post-orgasm haze.

“To shower. I need to get to work.”

I eyed him for a beat before taking his hand and following him to my room.

“You trust me?” he asked while turning on the shower.

I nodded before grabbing my shower cap and putting it on. “I do.”

“Good.”

Once the water was warm, he nodded for me to enter first. Shortly after, he joined me. I let the hot water run over my body as my mind started unpacking all that had just transpired. The feeling of Nadir’s hands on my back halted my thoughts. I stiffened for a second.

“Relax,” he told me with a chuckle. “We’re good, right?” The question came moments later, catching me off guard.

“I’d think so considering…” I trailed off, biting my lip to suppress a grin. “Why wouldn’t we be okay?”