“Can you feel that?” he asks, his hard length like a steel rod pressing against my lower back.
“Yes,” I say, my voice comes out strained.
“It’s all for you. You do that to me. That's how turned on you make me.”
His words make my stomach flutter with wild abandon, and my inner walls clench. I become very aware of just how naked I am when his hand trails down my stomach and then between the apex of my thighs.
Kissing my throat and just under my ear, his fingers trace between my folds, and again he inserts them, but barely past the entrance. A low grumble escapes me, and I don’t even know where it came from.
I feel the heat of his chest pull away from me slightly, and then his other hand flexes, spreading over the valley of my arse cheeks before the heel of his hand begins to move against my lower back.
The fingers he has inside me slowly tease me, and at first, they’re the only thing that has my attention, but as he continues, something else begins to build when he adds more pressure with his hand moving against my lower spine.
“What the fuck,” I say on a breathy moan. Leaning back against his chest, I tilt my head in his direction, seeking out his mouth. He doesn’t make me wait as he kisses me and continues with the shallow movement of his fingers and the pressure of his hand on my back. The way his tongue completely dominates my mouth adds to the visceral stimulation he’s drawing from my body.
I’m moving now, my body unable to remain still, pressing back against the heel of his hand and riding his fingers all at once, causing them to slide in further. But he’s relentless in his task, always bringing them back right within the entrance, and doesn’t go any deeper. Not that it matters. So many sensations are cresting, taking me beyond the point of no return. Stars—I see fucking stars as my orgasm, so much more intense than the last, rips through me, followed by a gush of liquid soaking his fingers and coating my thighs.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
NATHAN
I nearly shot my load in my trousers as she came, it was tortured bliss how she gave herself over to the pleasure. Her entire body is relaxed as I sweep her into my arms and carry her to the open door leading into her bedroom. Laying her down on the bed, I watch as her chest rises and falls, and take in her body in its entirety.
Having her sprawled out and open to me makes my dick ache to the point of pain, and I have to undo my jeans to relieve some of the pressure, or my release will not be inside her. It will be in my boxers.
Her expression is carefree and open as she stares at me with a sated smile.
“Give me a minute, and I’ll return the favour,” she says, swallowing and licking her lips.
I hold up my finger. “I’ll be right back.”
She calls out after me, asking where I’m going. I say nothing in response as I fill two glasses with water and then return, placing one on the bedside table and handing her the other.
Sitting up on her elbow, she takes it, her fingers trembling, and downs half of it before handing it back and falling back on the mattress. I finish it, place the empty glass down, and then reach over the back of my head and pull my t-shirt off.
“What was that?” she asks, her eyes roaming over my bare skin, causing my dick to jerk in my jeans.
I tilt my head. “Water, you know the wonder that is H2O.”
She rolls her eyes, and the urge to spank her pretty arse comes front and centre, but I push it away, for now.
“Ha ha, funny guy. No, what you did with the heel of your hand, on my lower back,” she says, squeezing her thighs together as I push my jeans down.
“Oh, a sacral orgasm?”
She nods. “Is that what that was?” she asks, moving to her knees as she watches me slide off my boxers before I kick off my trainer socks.
“Yeah, you not had one before?”
Her cheeks and chest flush as she shakes her head. “No, it was… amazing. No, that doesn’t seem like a good enough word,” she says, biting her lower lip. “Where did you learn it?”
I can’t be sure, but I think I might have heard a hint of jealousy in her tone.
I shrug, and my dick bounces from the movement. “Karma sutra.”
“Wow, so do you have any more tricks?”
Laughing, I kneel on the bed. “Always with the questions.”
