Andmine.
Chapter 22
Hayleigh
This man and his magic fingers are going to be the death of me.
My back arches off the bed as Nate expertly wrings my fourth orgasm from me. I tap the side of his head, a whimper leaving my lips. He removes his fingers from me and gently caresses my neck with his lips, slowly moving up until he captures my mouth with his.
He kisses me long and slow, building up that sweet pleasure. Resting on one arm, he pulls back from the kiss, a smile on his face.
I reach one hand up to sweep away the hair that hangs over his eye. “You look happy, Nate.”
“I always am when I’m with you.” His words hit me in the centre of my chest. My eyes sting as the tears build. He cups my face as he softly says. “It’s okay to cry, Hayleigh.”
I nod and offer a watery smile. “I’m ready.” And I realise I am ready, not only for this but for it all. With him.
Only him.
He places a quick kiss on my lips before leaning over to the bedside table, pulling a condom from the drawer. I arch a brow at him, and he offers a nervous laugh while the tips of his ears tinge with red.
Shrugging, he says. “I bought them last week–manifesting, I guess…” He trails off as a giggle escapes my lips.
“Can we leave a note in that drawer that says I’d like a million pounds?” I quip.
I’m soon choking on my tongue when Nate takes the condom and rips the packet open with his teeth, and then he’s rolling it down his thick length. It’s easily the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
He leans down on top of me, nudging my thighs apart with his knee. His kiss is searing and consuming, and when I moan, he takes hold of himself and notches his hard cock at my entrance.
I gasp at the pressure. I haven’t done this since…no, don’t go there.
Nate kisses my cheeks. “Breathe, Hayleigh and tell me when you’re ready.”
I tighten my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to me. “I’m ready, Nate. I promise.”
He captures my lips with his, tangling his tongue with mine while the hand that he used to hold himself in place glides over my clit, dragging a moan from me.
Then he pushes forward, and my eyes roll to the back of my head at the sting of pain from being stretched and the pleasureof being full. He stops moving to let me adjust, but I need him to move, and so I wiggle my hips, urging him on by tightening my legs across the backs of his thighs and pushing him forward.
Nate kisses me while he picks up speed, the pleasure building quickly, and it isn’t long before I’m moaning. He leans up on the arm at the side of my head while the other hand continues to circle my clit. With each thrust into me, he grunts, the sound unbelievably sexy.
It feels like a coil tightens inside me. “Oh, g-god…Nate, I-I…”
“Come on, Hayleigh. One more.” He strains out.
I scream out. “Naaaattteee…” As my orgasm barrels through me.
Nate picks up his pace as he removes his hand from my core, instead lifting my leg to angle himself deeper as he relentlessly pounds into me, grunting as he does.
The sound sends shivers through my body, so as he lowers his head into my neck, I whisper. “Come for me, Nate.” My words must spur him on because he shudders before shouting out as his orgasm takes over.
He slows to a stop, and he rolls us onto our sides, breathing each other in. His arms tighten around me, cocooning me in safety.
“That was…” I trail off, my breath coming in quick pants.
“Yeah, that was…” Nate trails off, too.
I giggle quietly. “People of many words.
