“Like this?” he asks, pulling back to slide two fingers inside me.
“Oh yes.”
“And this?”
He leans back in to suck my clit as his fingers twist and turn, enticing my orgasm out of me.
“Tobias,” I breathe. “I’m close.”
He picks up pace, his fingers scissoring inside of me to make room for his tongue.
“Fuck. Fuck.” I close my eyes, little stars taking over the backs of my eyelids. I grab a pillow and place it over my mouth to let out the small scream I’ve been holding back.
As soon as my body calms down and I toss the pillow back to where it laid, I find a grinning Tobias watching me.
“How in the fuck did I let a sight like that get by me for the last ten years?”
I’m lying in the middle of the bed under his gaze, completely naked, and all I can think about is how I can make him feel the high coursing through my veins right now.
“Lie down,” I say, and his eyes widen.
“You don’t have to do anything for me. That was more for me than it was for you, I promise.”
I let his words float between us for maybe thirty seconds before I sit up on my knees.
“I said, Lie. Down.”
This time, he does as he’s told and lies on his back. I crawl over him and then lower his boxers down his legs.
“If I’m sleeping naked, you’re sleeping naked. Got it?”
He nods.
“Stop smirking.”
“I can’t,” he says with a laugh. “I’m so fucking happy right now. Smiling is the result of that.”
To this I laugh, but the giddiness of the moment is gone as soon as I sit on his lap, rubbing myself over him, letting him feel how wet he’s made me.
“Shit, Nat, that’s nice. That’s really fucking nice.”
I lean forward, keeping my slow and steady rhythm over him.
“I didn’t realize you liked the wordfuckso much,” I whisper in his ear and then bite it gently, tugging it as I move my hips faster.
“I can’t help it.” He groans. He holds my hips as he lifts his, increasing the friction between us. “You make me feel feral.”
“We’ve spent one night together.”
“That’s all it took.”
His hips jerk, pressing his hardness against me and causing me to flip over. He lands smoothly between my legs, holding one of them against his biceps.
“This is how I want you,” he says. “Think of how deep I could get like this.”
His eyes latch onto mine as if he needs approval.
I nod.
