Page 45 of Nauti Boy (Nauti 1)


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“God, the taste of you,” he whispered before licking at her lips again. “You make me hungrier than I’ve ever been in my life, Kelly. You make me lose my mind with my need for you. ”

“I can handle that,” she panted, breathless, on fire for him now. “Lose your mind some more now. ”

She arched her neck as his lips slid down it, his free hand moving to the small buttons of her blouse and slowly, too slowly, pushing them through the buttonholes as his lips followed the path he was revealing.

“Oh God, Rowdy,” she moaned as his teeth raked over the sensitive chord in her neck as her blouse parted, revealing the white lace bra she had worn beneath it.

Sexy and silky, the bra was bought with Rowdy in mind during his last trip home.

“Sweet Kelly,” he groaned as his lips traveled to the valley of her breasts, his tongue licking at the curves as he then flicked open the little closure at the front of the bra.

She was going to explode. She was going to melt. Kelly could feel the perspiration gathering on her body as tension tightened her and arousal prepared her.

“Such pretty breasts. And sweet, sweet hard little nipples. ” His fingers pulled back the cup of her bra to reveal one swollen curve, peaked with a tight, reddened nipple. “Like perfect ripe little berries. ”

When his tongue curled around the peak and drew it in his mouth, Kelly was certain she lost her mind. Stars exploded behind her closed eyelids and a whimpering moan tore from her throat as he began to suckle.

It was so good it was killing her. Her head twisted against the carpet as she strained beneath him, desperate to be free as the pleasure began to tear through her body.

She didn’t just feel the draw of his mouth on that nipple, but an echo of it in the other nipple. Fingers of sensation trailed to her womb, then ricocheted to her clit and beyond. The slow, sweet suction erupted in pinpoints of flames throughout her body and left her gasping, nearly incoherent beneath the caress.

“God, you’re sweet. ” Rough. Hoarse. The obvious hunger and need in his voice left her weak even as her nerve endings sizzled with unbearable heat.

This was what she had dreamed of, waited on. Rowdy holding her, his voice husky, his desire for her obvious in each touch, each kiss.

“Don’t stop,” she begged as he stroked his cheek over the sensitized nipple. “Not yet. ” She would hate to have to kill him.

“Never,” he growled. “Not ever. But I won’t take you here. ”

Before she could catch him, pull him back to her, he was on his feet and lifting her body against his. The room seemed to tilt, the world around her shaking as his lips covered hers again and his hard arms lifted her against him.

Tension radiated in the air around them as she realized the world was tilting because he was lifting her in his arms. It was shaking because he was moving quickly to the steps that led to the bedroom upstairs. Then it stilled, and only the fireworks remained as she felt the mattress beneath her back and Rowdy coming over her.

Her breath caught at the feel of his big, heavy body above her, sheltering her, protecting her. As long as Rowdy was near, then she would always be safe. And warm. Hot even.

She arched against him as he drew the blouse and the strap of her bra from one shoulder, his lips caressing her skin with heated strokes as he undressed her.

“The thought of your soft, waxed flesh has tormented me today,” he growled as he lifted her, his hands pulling the clothing from her body as her head fell back on her shoulders to allow his lips to caress her neck.

“Do you have any idea how bad I want to bury my lips between your legs?” He nipped at the rounded curve of her breast as he tossed the shirt and bra to the side and lowered her back to the mattress. “So bad, Kelly, that I stay hard thinking about the taste of you. ”

His voice was rough, deep. The dark timbre sent shivers racing over her body as she trembled beneath him, her hands reaching up to touch his bare shoulders while his fingers went to the button of her jeans.

Sharp explosions of sensation began to vibrate through her clit, her vagina, as a maelstrom of pleasure whipped through her body.

Finally. God, finally he was touching her as she needed to be touched, holding her, sliding the jeans and thong from her to bare the sensitive, damp folds of her pussy.

“God. Oh hell, Kelly. ”

Her eyes opened at the serrated sound of his voice, her lashes fluttering over her eyes as she focused on his face. His expression was primal, intent as he stared between her thighs before lifting his gaze to hers.

“You’re wet for me. ” His hand reached out, his fingers running through the drenched slit as she arched, a broken cry leaving her lips at the wake of fire that trailed with his touch.

Then she lost her breath entirely as he brought those fingers to his lips, tasting her, his gaze deepening, his eyes growing brighter as he suddenly moved from the bed, his hands going to his own jeans.

Within seconds he was naked, his hard body gleaming with sweat, the engorged crest of his erection glistening with pre-come.

“I want to taste you,” she whispered then, lifting up, reaching for him, desperate for him.

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