Page 11 of Do That To Me


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But then she answers with a hissed “Yes,” and her hand goes to the waistband of her pajama pants.

“No,” I grunt, pushing her hands out of the way. “Hold on to my shoulders, baby.”

Her shoulders shudder, and she does as she’s told.

I quickly slide my hand down the front of her pajama pants, immediately coming into contact with Meredith’s soft curls. “No underwear. Good girl.”

My fingers slide between her folds, where she’s unbelievably wet. I roam and explore, finding her sweet hole. I sink my middle finger inside, enjoying the sly smile that pulls at her lips. Those lips find mine again while my thumb brushes against her tight clit. Her body jerks and she moans into my mouth.

“Nate…oh god, oh god,” Meredith whimpers.

“I got you, Meredith.”

Meredith mumbles something unintelligible as I sink a second, then a third finger into her tight hole. I watch her face as her body adjusts.

“That’s it. Let that pussy ride my fingers, and let me watch you come, baby.”

Calling her “baby” feels as natural as our first kiss. And every kiss after that.

Meredith moves over my hand, her muscles gripping my coaxing fingers. Meanwhile, I watch her face, noting what drives her the craziest while I tease and caress her clit. A light strumming has her arching her back and thrusting frantically, her body begging me to pick up the pace or touch with more firmness.

“Harder?”

She bites her bottom lip and nods. “Mmhmm, yes, harder, Nate. Go for it. Please.”

I capture that luscious bottom lip between my teeth and brush forceful circles around her clit, all the while stroking her inner walls. Her body thrusts and grinds, creating so much friction I worry she might bruise herself.

But I let her set the pace and take everything her needy clit demands. With one more firm touch, Meredith arches up, lips parted, the walls of her sex spasming around my soaked fingers.

“Nate! Oh my god, Nate!”

“That’s my girl,” I say, immediately kicking myself. Meredith’s not my girl, not yet. We’re just playing, messing around, as far as she knows. Having fun and making the other person feel good.

I intend to make her mine, keeping her all to myself. Hell, I aim to marry this woman if she’ll let me.

She lets the “my girl” comment hang in the air, unacknowledged.

Collapsing against my chest, she sighs. “That was…wow.”

This makes me chuckle.

“Now, let me take care of you, Nate.”

My jaw ticking, I rasp, “This was about you. I want to make sure you’re ready.”

She hums against my chest. “What if I’m ready now?”

Taking her shoulders, I peel her off my chest to glimpse her eyes. “Sweetheart. You just informed your ex that you’re having his baby. What we did here was to help you let off some steam. As much as I’d love to let you touch me, it wouldn’t be a good idea. Not yet.”

Meredith pouts, and on the one hand, I can hardly believe this is happening. The woman I’ve been pining after for six months is in my arms, flushed from a wringing orgasm, pouting because she wants more of me.

And I plan on giving her all of me.

Very soon.

ChapterEight

Meredith

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