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NATALIE
Idon’t think I’ve ever felt so much tension in my body. Tucker’s ability to wind me up into a ball of aching need should be studied. I walk over to him after turning on the lamp, and he twirls his finger, gesturing for me to turn around. I comply without even a thought. I think my body is just inherently reacting to Tucker’s dominance.
I usually prefer being the dominant one because I like having control. I know I’ll get what I need every time, but it can also be exhausting. The number of decisions I have to make on any given day can be overwhelming, so the idea of handing over my pleasure to someone else thrills me while simultaneously freaking me out.
With Tucker, it’s different. I trust him with my body, and if I’m being honest, with my heart as well.
“Stop thinking,” he whispers as he moves my hair over my shoulder and off my neck. His fingers dip into my dress where the zipper starts; the feeling of it being pulled down sends a shiver through my body. His hands run across my shoulders, pushing my dress down my arms and over my ass until it pools at my feet, exposing my black lacy corset and thong.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. Did you wear this for me?”
“A little for both of us, actually,” I pant.
He puts his hands on my hips and turns me back around so I can see him. He’s so dark and intimidating, but his eyes are soft with affection. I could so easily get lost in his gaze.
I lift my hands to start unbuttoning his dress shirt, doing my best to tease him just as slowly as he teased me. A smirk pulls at his lips, telling me he knows exactly what I’m doing. It’s going to be tough, giving him all the control, but I know it’ll be worth it.
Dark, tanned skin is revealed with each button I undo, and I can’t help but lean in and swipe my tongue between his pecs. His chest rumbles under my lips as he growls.
While I’m working through his shirt buttons, he starts undoing his belt and pants. Black boxers come into view, and there is something so inherently sexy about that color.
He grabs me under the arms and throws me onto the bed, making me gasp at the quickness of the move. He stalks over to me, grabs my ankles, and pulls so that I’m at the end of the bed. The dominance thing is totally doing it for me. Who knew?
Leaning over me on his elbows, his serious face comes into view. I run my hands across his stubbly cheeks, taking in the man I’ve fantasized about for most of my adult life. He’s always seemed out of reach to me. The one I never thought I’d be able to land and now he’s here, in my bed.
“You’re not a dream, right? This isn’t all in my head?”
“No, love, it’s not a dream, thank fuck,” he says, leaning in to kiss me. His mouth explores mine as if he’s trying to memorize every inch. My core tightens in response to the decadent slide of our tongues. I feel his hands slide around my waist, and he starts unclipping my corset with an expertise I don’t want to dwell on.
He pulls it off my body while kissing down my neck, nipping and sucking at my skin. My hips raise to grind against him, and even through our clothes, he feels so good.
He moves down my chest and cups my breast in his hand, taking my nipple into his mouth. He bites and sucks and laves it until I’m almost out of my mind with lust and need. “Please,” I moan because I can’t take it anymore.
“What’s wrong?” he teases, and I’m tempted to smack him upside the head, but I just growl instead, making him laugh. “We’ll get there, promise.”
He starts down my stomach, continuing the pattern of biting and sucking my skin. I know he’s leaving marks there. His fingers curl around the band of my thong; the feel of the material sliding down my hips is the most sensual experience. I’m completely bare now, and I’ve never felt more desired by a man. Tucker’s face is a mixture of awe and want. It’s a heady combination.
He drops to his knees, placing his hands at the back of my thighs, and lifts my legs so my heels are on the edge of the bed.
“Keep your hands above your head. If you move them, I will stop.” His voice, deep and gravelly, makes me shiver.
“Talk about a challenge.”
“I have faith in you.” His nose runs up my inner thigh, forcing me to fist the sheets above my head to keep from moving them. He nibbles and licks up my leg, slowly moving closer to my sex. He teases around my opening, continuing to nibble. Every muscle in my body is taut with need. If he continues this way, I don’t think I’ll survive the night.
His tongue drags up my slit, and I levitate off the bed, my hands dropping to his head while my hips grind against his face. He pulls back suddenly, and I cry out.
“Hands.” He grins up at me.
I growl again but pull my arms back up above my head. He starts teasing me once more, then quickly focuses on my clit, flicking and pulling it into his mouth. I’ve never felt anything so incredible. We both groan as he builds me up so high I know the crash is going to obliterate me.
His hands slide under my ass, changing the angle of my hips, and I detonate around his mouth. Every synapse explodes like a Fourth of July fireworks display, and I scream out his name as my orgasm moves through me.
“Fuck me,” I pant. My limbs feel like noodles. I don’t think I could move if I wanted to.
Tucker wipes his mouth on the inside of my thigh, my eyes tracking his every move. He stands, shucking off his boxers.
“Jesus Christ,” I whisper.
