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“As much as I want to take this pretty pink hole, I can’t. Not today. But this one,” his fingers slide deep into me, and I moan obnoxiously loud when he presses on my g-spot. He starts to thrum against it, bringing me to the brink of orgasm almost instantly. I can hear how wet I am as the obscene noises are nearly as loud as my moans.
“Damn, Nate. Don’t stop. Please. I’m…. I’m right there. Right. There.”
“Come for me, amour. Let go.”
I couldn’t tell you when he stood up, but his whispered words, telling me to come, set something off in me, and I ignite. He knows how to control my body in the most delicious ways.
“That’s it, amour. That’s it.”
He rubs my clit with his thumb, working me through my orgasm. My body is already begging for more. I need more. I open my eyes and see that the world outside is still going on, completely unaware of what they just walked past.
“Get out of your clothes, Audrina,” Nate growls at me, and I turn into a puddle. I’d never understood how someone could growl when speaking, but then Nate turned my world upside down in the best way—showing me everything I’d been missing out on.
I do as he says and get naked. Looking around, I wonder if we will stand or use one of the tables in the shop. The idea is turning me on even more. I don’t know how it’s even possible, but it is. Every new prospect makes me want it even more.
I look over my shoulder, and Nate stands there, watching me. With his eyes on me, I take a few steps to another table. I lightly run my finger across the top as I continue to look at him. His hand is moving up and down at a leisurely pace. His massive member still shocks me. I don’t know if I will ever get used to how huge he is. He never fully stands at attention, the weight of it keeping him pointing down. He’s covered in thick veins that I love tracing with my tongue.
I fully turn to face him, gripping the table tightly behind me, and I can’t help but admire how beautiful he is. He isn’t only outer beauty; his soul is gorgeous. He’s such a good man and loves with all he has. He gives me everything he knows I need and anything I ask for regarding my mental health. How could I not fall in love with him?
And right now, I love looking at him.
“Do you see something you like, amour? Or something you want?” he asks as he walks toward me.
“Both, Nate. I see both.” I whisper as my mouth connects with his. He pushes me back toward one of the little tables, and when my ass hits the back of a chair, he slides it out of the way before pushing me the rest of the way to the table.
“Put yourself up there and lean back… yeah, just like that,” he licks his lips as I open my legs, showing himexactlywhere I want him.“Are you ready for me to fuck you, amour? Are you ready to start screaming and see if someone hears you and tries to look in?”
“God, yes. Take me, Nate. I need it.”
He picks up his massive dick and lines with my entrance,“Hold on.”
That was the only warning I got before he slammed into me. My back arches, and I scream. Even though I’ve taken him multiple times, my body still isn’t used to his size. I honestly don’t think that I ever will be. He pulls out and continues to slam back into me. I scream, claw at his back, and beg for more. I want everything. It almost feels like it’s too much and that I should stop.
Never.
I was made for him, and dammit, I will not allow this to stop me.
“What? What are you—”
Before I can finish the question as to why he stopped, I am slammed face-first into the table, and he slides himself back in. He’s holding me down by the base of my neck, so I can’t lift myself the way my body wants to.
“You’re taking this massive cock so fucking well, amour. Fuck.”
When his hand comes off my neck, both end up in a piercing grip on my hips. If I don’t have bruises tomorrow, I’ll be amazed.
“This tight pussy feels so fucking good. Fuck, Audrina, I’m almost there.”
“Yes…yes, me too. Fuck, Nate. Harder. I want it harder.”
“Play with that pretty clit, amour.”
The second my hand is between my legs, giving my clit the attention it’s been craving, he slams into me more demanding than before. I can’t stop screaming. I beg for more. I beg for him to stop, not to stop. It’s too much, yet not enough at the same time.
“I’m coming. Fuck, Nate…. Nate!”
“That’s right, scream my fucking name. Let everyone outside hear you.”
I look up, and when I see people stopping, tilting their heads, trying to figure out what they hear, I detonate, coming all over Nate.
