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“Nate, do you want to touch me?”
“More than anything,” he grits out, pressing his forehead against mine. “But I don’t want to push you.”
I give a frustrated sigh. “Nate. I would love it if you pushed me.”
And before I think twice about it, I pull back from Nate and tug my shirt over my head.
ChapterSeven
Nate
Damn.
What am I supposed to do when she’s sitting in front of me in nothing but sleep pants and a pretty pink lacy thing that hides nothing underneath? The lack of support makes her full breasts appear all the more bouncy, making the whole look wildly sexy.
Meredith’s small, curvy figure is built for comfort. Every inch of her is soft and round, begging to be touched, squeezed, kissed, and more.
“Well,” she says, licking her plump lips. “Go ahead and touch me.”
I gently cup her neck and draw her close, pressing my forehead to hers. “Damn, you’re making it really hard for me to be a gentleman here, Meredith.”
She hums and toys with the ringed collar of my tee shirt. “Then don’t. Take what you want, Nate.”
Dammit. I need to give her time to be sure she wants this. Gritting my teeth, I run the pad of my index finger along the edge of the lace that hugs her breasts. She closes her eyes at the contact. Gently, I snap the flimsy strap. “What do you call this?”
“A bralette,” she says with a grin. “Do you like it?”
“On you? Yeah. It’s really fucking sexy.”
Her body shivers. “It’s more for lounging around than looking sexy but thank you.”
I grip my two hands on her collarbones, massaging her muscles there. “Well, it’s working for me.” My lips descend on hers again, this time in a deeper, hungrier kiss than before. My tongue licks the seam of her lips, and she opens her mouth to me. I surge forward, tasting and licking, losing myself in the sultry slide off her tongue in my mouth. I let my palms drag down her chest, cupping her breasts.
Hands roam, grope, and tease, building my desire to new heights until I’m panting when we finally break the kiss. “You know the best part?”
“What?” Meredith asks.
“How easy it is to pull it down.”
I tug the fabric to the side, letting her breast fall out. I stare at the rosy pink tip, erect and tempting. She moans as I cup my hand around the exposed breast, thumbing her nipple. “You’re beautiful, Meredith.”
A red flush creeps across her already blushing cheeks. “Nathan,” she whispers, her chest heaving. I do the same thing with the other breast, pulling the lace to the side and filling my hand with her softness. She moans louder when I tweak that nipple. The sight of her biting down on her lip, and the feel of her body pushing back against my touch, begging for more, causes my cock to strain against the zipper of my jeans.
With two hands caressing and teasing her full, soft breasts, I fit my mouth against hers in a licking, owning kiss. Meredith kisses back hard, her torso pressing against my hands harder still. I squeeze. She hisses at the tweaking of her nipples, her hands at my neck going to my hair, and her fingernails scraping against my scalp.
I give Meredith’s mouth one final licking kiss before burying my face in her neck, kissing and nipping her there. And then, I work my way down her breastbone, aware of how soft she is next to my rough, stubbled face. I nuzzle the supple skin of one breast gently before suckling that tight nipple between my lips while teasing the other one with my fingers, memorizing every sigh, every moan from her.
After several minutes of adoring her tits, Meredith’s moans grow louder and more enthusiastic.
At this point, she’s practically climbing up my leg, so I simplify things by pulling her onto my lap. Better. Easier to feast my eyes on her curves, her breasts positioned directly in my face. I growl and cup them both, gently nuzzling and kissing.
Meredith whimpers, “More. I need more.” She follows this with a subtle nip to my earlobe.
Damn. I want to leave us something to look forward to after our date tomorrow. But I don’t want to leave her frustrated today.
“You want me to make you come, Meredith?”
She seems to think about this for a second, and I wonder if I’ve said something wrong.
