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Natalie
Ipull him to meet me, tasting our juices between our winding tongues. I feel like falling over, but I cling to him instead as his hands run over the curves of my body. Something feels different.
Iwantto cling to him. I wanthimto cling to me. I want to be needy and to taste every inch of him, and give him anything he needs — to forget... to feel good. I can’t change anything that happened to him in the past, but I have him right here and right now.
He pulls away, his lips swollen and delicious. “Come with me,” he whispers, his forehead pressed against my head. I nod and he takes my hand, leading me up a gorgeous flight of marble stairs.
Not that I’m unused to luxury, but this place is beyond anything I’ve ever seen. He brings me up the steps and into the landing. His hand slides to the back of my neck and he pulls me close, placing a tender kiss on my lips as he presses me against the wall.
“Never finished the tour,” he smiles and pulls me along. “Study, bathroom, shower.” He turns to look at me, and I laugh and shake my head.
He nods and continues, “guest bedroom, half-bath, and… master.” He turns back to me and I nod.
With a smile, he tugs me into the bedroom. Any attempt at nonchalance disappears, and my mouth hangs open in shock. It’s like some sort of palace. Roger laughs and pulls me close.
“I’m glad you like it.” His hands finger the edges of my shirt and he slowly strips it off. As soon as my head is free, I pull him toward me, undoing the buttons of his shirt as I taste his lips on mine.
Once he’s free, he spins me around and gently pushes me onto his massive bed. I sit back on my elbows and watch him hungrily as he strips off his pants. I shimmy off my skirt and he drops to his knees at my feet. He slowly unzips my boots, kissing my calves as he pulls them free.
Every touch is tender, and I arch my head back to relish the sensation. He makes his way up my naked thighs, planting kisses in his wake until he reaches my collarbone, crawling on top of me and pushing me back against the bedding.
“I want you,” I whisper into his ear and he nods, his breath shaky as he slides off his briefs. “I need you, Roger.” He gently slides his hand up my thighs as he guides himself inside me.
We moan collectively at the contact, I clench my muscles as he pushes in, adding to the friction. “Natalie.” He gasps as he thrusts all the way inside my wetness, filling me up. He moves slowly, sliding in and out.
He kisses my collarbone, gliding his arms around my back to pull our chests together. I open my eyes for a moment and see the tall ceiling. A smaller crystal chandelier hangs above us, sending mini-rainbows dancing on the ceiling as we grind together.
I can feel how much he wants me, the way he’s holding me, like he can’t pull me close enough. I feel the same. Our bodies glide against each other, sweat beginning to pool.
I kiss his cheek, his chin, and let him hear how good he feels, gasping and moaning as he makes love to me. That’s what this is, isn’t it? This is what it means to make love?
I bury my face in his neck as he thrusts harder. His hands glide up under my bra to my breasts and he squeezes gently, thumbing my nipples until they’re hard and sensitive.
Roger’s pulls me up slowly, still fucking me, until I’m in his lap. His fingers find the clasp of my bra and the straps slide down my shoulders. I help him take it off and he sighs, staring at me with appreciation and longing.
I tighten my muscles, and he groans, pushing me back onto the bed. He braces his hands on either side of my head and I let my fingertips brush his chest and his powerful abdomen, appreciating every line of muscle.
He lets me go and slides out of me. I whine at the loss of contact before he buries his face in my chest, kissing and sucking my nipples. It feels so fucking heavenly.
I rake my nails through his hair as he kisses my stomach... my belly button.
“Come back,” I whisper, and he kisses up my abdomen, my collarbone, my neck... His hard cock finds my wetness once more as he slips inside. I wrap my legs around his back and hook my ankles, pulling him tight.
“Natalie, Natalie,” he moans into my ear like a song. With my thighs squeezed tight around him, he’s hitting every spot, giving me everything I need to come.
I love the sound of his voice; the caring way he’s cradling me. I love the way he makes love. I love his body, his hair, his eyes, his fingertips in my back...
“I love you,” I whisper, and he moans, thrusting faster, pulling me closer. He lifts my chin to meet his face and kisses me tenderly, driving harder and harder. I groan into his mouth, coming closer to breaking.
“Natalie!” he gasps, just as I hit my peak. I cry out and clamp my thighs around his middle, letting him fill me, squeezing against him with all my might. My head is swimming with ecstasy; blissful and wrecked all at once.
We ride our high together, gently grinding until the wave finally passes. He shudders, giving one last explosive burst within me before letting his head fall into my chest. We pant together for a moment, basking in our afterglow.
“Natalie…” he starts, but I shake my head and press him back against my chest. He nuzzles into me and I stroke his hair. Something in the back of my mind is telling me I’m crazy. I’m crazy for telling him how I feel.
But I don’t want to think about that now. All I know is — this moment is perfect. This moment is for us. And I want nothing more than to hold him. I feel his lips against my chest before he slides up to my side.
He opens his arms and I nestle in, feeling the warmth of his chest against my back and playing with his fingers. Before long, our breathing relaxes, the lights grow dim, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
