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have never been more ready for anything in my life.”
It’s the truth. I’m ready, but I’m also nervous. I’ve wanted Nate for a while. It didn’t stop even when I was with Clint. My dreams plagued me. They constantly taunted me, telling me what I would never have. Now that I do, I want this more than anything. He has been so patient and supportive. He’s never made me feel anything other than loved and worshipped. I want it to be perfect.
I will never tire of kissing him. His lips are so plush and incredibly soft. I want to feel them all over my body. We haven’t gone farther yet, and my body craves it. I want anything that he is willing to give me—which I can only hope is everything. I know all the waiting will have been worth it.
His lips trail down my neck as his hands caress me. His hands are huge compared to certain parts of my body. I’m slightly self-conscious about my chest size, but when he grips me and lets out a moan, all that self-doubt escapes me.
Nate’s hands grab my dress and rip it down my arms. Once my arms are free, he steps back just enough to see I’m not in a bra.
“Jesus,” his mouth connects with one of my nipples, and I throw my head back. He continues to push my dress down my hips, taking my panties with it, all while keeping his mouth attached to my breast. When my dress drops to the floor, I step out of it,“Nate, please. I need you.”
His hands come under my ass, and he lifts me. I wrap my legs around him, and he walks us to our room as if holding me isn’t hard. Once in our room, he places me on the bed and steps back. His shirt is gone in an instant, and as he deals with undoing his belt buckle and getting his pants off, I take a moment to take in all that is Nate.
His chocolate skin is beautiful. His chest is thick, and the veins in his arms protrude like a road map. He has a few tattoos on his arms that I want to learn the stories behind. His abs are tight, but the v that leads into his pants is mouth-watering. Every inch of Nate is beautiful, and he’s all mine.
I push myself back toward the head of the bed, and he crawls in after me. My legs open, and his hand traces the inside of my leg. I break out in goosebumps as he gets closer to where I want him most.
“I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you,” he says, continuing with his feather-light touch.“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I need to know what you taste like. How you feel wrapped around me.”
“Yes,” I say breathlessly,“please. Please, Nate.”
When his mouth latches onto my center, it takes everything I have not to combust right there. I’ve dreamt about this. My dreams have never come close to what I feel. He loves me in a way that I’ve never had before. This is new to me. The experience is almost too much. His caresses tell me he loves this. I don’t want it to stop, but I know it has to in order for me to have more of him.
When he lets out a growl, the vibrations give me a little bit more pleasure. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and I don’t want to think about how many came before me for him to learn. It’s different for the two of us. I know that it is. What we feel for each other, nothing else compares. He’s giving me something I’ve never had before, and we’ve barely started. He’s already worshiping me, and I haven’t had to give anything in return.
I combust when he adds his fingers and crooks them to hit that spot. His licking and sucking, mixed with his fingers, make me see stars. If he can make me scream from his mouth and hand, how am I going to be able to handle anything else?
“Oh…my…,” I can’t even finish. I do nothing but lay here, blissed out in pleasure and out of breath. He’s already taken me to new heights and hasn’t been inside me.
“That’s nothing, baby. Just you wait.” he winks at me as his lips connect with mine. I taste myself on his tongue, and it spurs me on further. I want to know what he tastes like. I want to know everything when it comes to him. When he pulls away from me, he leans back on his heels and starts to stroke his—oh shit—massive cock. He must see the worry on my face because he lets out a small chuckle,“Don’t worry, amour. It’ll fit.”
I never understood when people would sayit’s too big.I do now. I’ve never been in this spot before. His cock is insanely large. Sitting up, I wrap my hand around it and can’t touch my fingers. He looks even bigger now with my tiny hand holding him.
“Fuck, amour. Just like that.”
Looking up at him, his face tells me he’s in heaven. That he’s wanted me to touch him as much as I have. I grip him a bit harder, and he lets out a low moan. The sounds he makes are so sexy, and I want to hear more of them.
Previous partners weren’t vocal. Even if Nate only gives me grunts and groans, that’s more than what I’ve had before. I want to do whatever I need to continue to hear them. Taking a chance, I twist myself, so I can get into a better position and attempt to suck him into my mouth.
“Oh. Fuck.Fuck.”
My mouth is stretched to its limit, and I can’t get more than an inch or so in; I don’t want to stop. I swirl my tongue around the head and alternate between soft and hard sucks. I want to take more of him and try to, but it doesn’t take long before I’m gagging. I have tears streaming down my face, and I have to remind myself to breathe, but listening to him go crazy with desire is worth it.
He pulls back, and his hand comes under my chin,“You have to stop, amour or I’m going to come. I don’t want to do that anywhere but inside of you.”
He leans down, and his lips connect with mine again. Pushing myself up on my knees, our bodies are aligned, and I wrap my arms around him. I stop for a moment to breathe, and when our foreheads touch, I look down at all the places our bodies touch. The contrast between us is striking.
“Lay back, Amour,” he whispers as he pushes me down. He looks at me for a moment too long, and I worry that he’s changed his mind.“Amour….”
“Please, Nate. I’m okay. You don’t have to stop. I promise.”
“That’s not it, amour. Do you…do you want me to wear a condom?”
I’m taken aback by his question. I don’t know if it’s from being shocked that he’s asking or because I assumed we wouldn’t. In my mind, I didn’t see the need for it. We’re together. I don’t want anyone other than him, and I’m on birth control.
“I’m on birth control, and I was tested after I found out about what he was doing behind my back.”
“I need you to say the words, amour. I’m clean, but I’ll wrap up unless you tell me it’s okay.”
