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Chapter Thirty-One
Callie
Literal heaven on Earth. That’s what having Nathan inside me feels like. I’ve never been mind blown by sex, until now. I couldn’t have conjured up a better fantasy for our first time together, I’m completely and utterly satisfied. Our kissing has turned slow and unrushed, neither of us ready to separate. Nathan has me wrapped in a cocoon of his body, his arms encircling my head, the weight of his torso resting on mine. His heaviness feels good and relaxed like he’s just as satisfied as me. He kisses my face, leaving no part of it untouched by his lips, making me giggle. I know I have the cheesiest smile on my face, I can feel it, but I don’t care because Nathan looks at me and smiles just as hard.
“I think we have a problem,” I tell him, feigning seriousness.
“Mhm,” he kisses me again, “and what might that be?”
“That was too good. I don’t think you could ever top that performance,” I say jokingly, not able to hold back my smile.
“HA!” He barks out a laugh into my neck, the direction his kissing had gone. “Baby that was just the beginning of what I plan to do to you,” he finishes, fully serious. My stomach does a little flip, excited about the prospect of what is yet to come. “Can’t wait,” I say, my smile never fading.
“Come on,” he picks me up by my waist, still buried deep in me, and carries me to his shower. “I’ve been waiting to see you naked in my shower since you got here.”
I act astonished, “Nathan Wolfe, were you fantasizing about me?”
“Only every second,” he admits, setting me down on my feet in the bathroom as he slowly pulls himself out of me, leaving me feeling empty. He turns on the shower, adjusting the temperature before holding out his hand to me, inviting me in with him. I follow his lead, stepping under the spray, and sighing against the hot water. Nathan presses up against me, his chest to my back, wrapping me in his arms.
Turning my head to the side, I whisper against his jaw, “I fantasized about you while I was in the bathtub last night.”
His arms tighten around me, growling into my neck. “Don’t tease me, sweet girl.” He finishes with a kiss on my neck, right below my ear, eliciting a small moan from me. Everything he does makes me weak. His kissing continues down my neck, to my shoulder, and I’d swear he’s making it his life’s mission to cover every inch of my skin with his lips. Something I don’t mind at all.
“Any of your fantasies include cumming on my fingers in the shower?” He asks as his hand trails down my stomach, cupping my sensitive mound.
“Not until now,” I squeak out. I can feel his hardness pressing into my back.
“You like it when I touch your pussy, baby?” He whispers into my ear.
“Yes,” I responded breathlessly. He separates my wet folds, pressing two fingers to my clit, and starts softly massaging me. His other hand kneads my breasts, taking turns pinching each nipple, my skin slick from the water.
“You like being slutty for me?” He continues his movements, speeding up his fingers, and making me twitch. I’m so sensitive already, I feel like I could cum any second.
“Yes,” I answer him truthfully.
“Yes, what?” He demands.
“Yes, sir.” He bites my neck, making me gasp.
“Good girl,” he praises, making my pussy clench. I’m so close.
“Nathan…” I mumble. Trying to beg him to make me cum, but not able to get the words out because I’m overwhelmed with sensation.
“Cum for me baby, cum all over my fingers like my good little slut,” he’s breathing roughly, like he’s just as overwhelmed with arousal. The evidence of that, I feel flexing against my ass.
“So… close…” I manage to whisper out. He pinches one of my nipples, hard, making me scream, my release following instantly. His fingers are buried deep in my folds as I cum, holding me as all of my muscles clench around him. The waves of my orgasm make my legs so weak that I would fall if it weren’t for Nathan’s arm around me.
He holds me to him, still cupping my sex in his hand. “You’re so beautiful when you cum, so fucking beautiful.” He continues whispering sweet words in my ear until my body stops contracting and I fully relax against him.
After I catch my breath, I turn so I’m facing him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I press my body flush against his, feeling his hard cock against my stomach. His perfect, incredible cock. It matches him perfectly, long and thick, hard as a rock. He reaches behind me, grabbing a bottle of soap. “Are you sure you want to get clean already?” I ask suggestively, sliding my body against his. He laughs but squeezes soap out into his hands and starts rubbing them on me, paying extra attention to my ass.
“I’d love to keep fucking you all day,” he sighs, “but we have things that need taken care of today.”
I can’t contain my pout, and he laughs again. He grabs my chin with a soapy hand and kisses my protruding bottom lip, “Don’t do that to me, my willpower’s holding on by a thread already.”
“Will you at least let me wash you too?” I ask, innocently, hoping I can put off our real-world problems a little longer.
He cocks an eyebrow at me, but relents. “Fine, but don’t take advantage of me,” he says sarcastically. I lather soap between my hands and start washing his body. I take my time, massaging him as I go, enjoying the soft sounds he makes when I knead into his muscles.
