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Nate can do whatever he wants, and I’ll enjoy every minute of it.
I suck him down fervently, falling into a steady rhythm that ebbs and flows. Nate’s breathing begins to stutter, the rest of his body growing tense above me. I assume he’s getting close. I briefly consider easing up, but the thought of Nate spilling over thanks to my mouth alone turns me on more than I can even describe.
“Eve,” he says firmly, “Eve, that’s enough.”
I peer up at him, smiling around his throbbing cock. I ignore him and continue to swirl my tongue around, almost entranced by the heat. My heart’s racing, blood rushing past my ears as the adrenaline sinks in. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to get enough.
Nate doesn’t seem too taken with my disobedience.
He finally dares to give my hair a tug, pulling his hips away so that he falls out of my mouth.
“Get up here,” he snaps.
I really like how bossy he is.
Before I’m even standing, Nate’s busy stripping me out of my clothes. He lifts my shirt off and tosses it to the floor, abandoning it without a care. Our lips find one another as we both frantically undress.
Bra? Gone.
His shirt. Where did it even go?
Nate has me naked in no time at all, our bodies pressed flush together. He’s burning hot while I’m still cold from being caught in the rain. The temperature difference sends a shiver straight through me, a trail of goosebumps crawling up my arms and the back of my neck. My breasts are swelling, and my nipples are hard. The wet pleasure pooling between my legs is undeniable.
I instinctively wrap my legs around Nate’s hips as he lifts me up. I’ve got my eyes closed, too focused on keeping my mouth open to his to care where he’s taking me.
I gasp when I feel the coolness of a wall at my back. He presses against me, pins me in place as he hungrily mouths at my neck. Nate sucks hard at the skin there, leaving it tender when he finally comes back to kiss me. His cock grazes against my pussy, teasing me as he ravishes my mouth.
My head spins. I can’t remember the last time I’ve actually taken a moment to breathe.
“Nate,” I gasp.
He cuts me off with his tongue. It’s exploratory, studying the shape of my mouth and the taste of my tongue. I can’t breathe, but I don’t care. Nate’s hold on me is strong and sure. Even in the haze of passion, I trust him.
I trust him.
I drag my fingers down his back as Nate rolls his hips against me. An overwhelming heat sweeps through my body, pleasure pooling in the pit of my stomach.
“Nate,” I rasp. “Please, fuck me. I can’t— I can’t wait any longer.”
He nips at my lower lip, deliberately dragging his teeth over with careful precision. “Is someone getting impatient?” he teases.
“Don’t make me hit you,” I half-laugh, half-moan.
“You have to tell me what you want, baby.”
“Nate, I—”
“Do it,” he orders lowly against my ear.
“I want…” I swallow at the lump in the back of my throat.
What do I want? There are too many possibilities rushing through my mind. I want him to fuck me rough and then gentle. I want to ride him and then have him on top of me, and then maybe even from behind. I want Nate to kiss every inch of my body. I want his hands touching me, grabbing at me, taking me. Every position, every which way—I want everything he can give me.
I hook my fingers around the back of his neck and press my forehead to his. I can feel his hot breath tingling my cheeks, my eyelids.
“I want you to make love to me. I want you to make up for the ten years you’ve been away.”
Nate breaks out into a small smile. It’s genuine and charming and bittersweet.
He carries me to his bed and places me down with more tenderness and care than I’m expecting. I run my hands along the silk sheets in amazement. Nate’s bed is almost triple the size of mine, an exorbitant number of pillows lined up against the headboard. Everything’s so soft and comfortable that I may very well have to fight off the threat of sleep after he’s had his way with me.
Nate spreads my legs apart. He grazes his hand along the inside of my right thigh and watches me with a level of adoration I’ve never experienced before.
“Like what you see?” I ask.
He nods, gives me his signature smirk. “Yes.”
Nate presses into me. There’s a bit of sting, but it’s not as bad as it was in the exam room. He fills me, piercing me and stretching me until I’m seconds away from bursting.
I groan loudly, content to finally let my voice out. “Oh my god. Oh my god, Nate.”
