Without a word, Nate took her hand and led her upstairs toward his bedroom. She didn’t have time to take in much of her surroundings.
“You’ve got to tell me to stop,” Nate said.
“No. I don’t want to.” He’d ruined her date, but the truth was, after he’d hurt her over the friends-versus-neighbors comment, all she wanted to do was to forget about him. To not think of him in this way.
Nate wouldn’t let her stop. He was determined to plague her thoughts, and now, this ultimatum he threw out. There was no way she could have passed it up, and she didn’t know who the biggest fool was, him or her.
There was something off about Nate. She wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it was like his security business in town, and a few of the pictures he had on the wall.
He said a couple of the people were his friends, but he’d been unable to give names, or even tell her where they had been. His office in town was rarely open.
Something wasn’t right.
But as he pushed her jumpsuit that she’d spent hours sewing up down her body, all her questions and concerns about this man evaporated.
This was the first time a man had seen her naked.
Her first instinct was to hide, to cover her body, but as Nate stepped back to pull the shirt off his body, she couldn’t help but admire the endless ink and muscular chest he had on display.
Every single part of his upper body was covered in ink. She got a glimpse of it when he wore short-sleeved shirts, but this, his body was a work of art.
He grabbed her hand, drawing her close. “Do you like what you see?” he asked.
His hand went to her ass, tightening his grip on one cheek.
She nodded. “Do you like what you see?”
He released a growl. “Very fucking much.” He pressed his face against the crook of her neck. His tongue licked right over the pulse, and she gasped, letting out a moan as he began to kiss her.
The spot was so sensitive.
She closed her eyes, feeling a pulse deepen between her legs, and she wanted him to touch her right there.
Nate spun them around, and she landed on the bed with a jolt. He moved her up the bed, and she followed his lead.
Nerves hit her hard, taking her by surprise. This was her first time.
Nate stepped back. She watched as he reached for the button of his jeans, opening it up, then sliding the zipper down.
Within seconds, he stood in only a pair of black boxer briefs. There was no ink on his legs.
He knelt on the bed, and she made out the outline of his cock.
He was big.
Understatement.
The boxer briefs appeared even tighter across his erection, and her mouth went dry as she thought about how he would fit inside her.
She hadn’t been with anyone. Watching porn movies and reading books were the extent of her sexual experience. She had no idea what the hell she was doing.
Nate knelt before her, his hands going to her knees, and he slid them open.
She couldn’t run away when his hands were on her, with the way he touched her.
All fear fell away, and she was left with was this need. This desire.
It didn’t go away. Not once.
“Please,” she said.
“I know what you need.”
His cock pressed against her core.
She was still wearing underwear, and she was pleased she picked a pretty, matching, lace blue set. It had taken her a long time to pick the right lingerie for the occasion.
“I’m not going to fuck you tonight,” he said, whispering the words against her ear.
“You’re not?”
“No.” He bit down on her neck. “You’re not ready, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.”
“Other things?” She sounded like a damn robot, repeating everything he said.
Her face felt hot, but she ignored the flush and instead, focused on the man as he slowly rocked against her.
Feeling his rock-hard cock between her thighs was nearly too much, more than she could bear. This was all new to her.
Nate pressed her tits together, his tongue licking across the curves of each breast. “Fuck, you taste so good, and I haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet.”
“Fun part?”
She wanted to slap herself for constantly saying the same thing.
Nate kissed down her body, going to each tit and sucking it through the lace. She gasped, feeling the tightness in her stomach as he slowly moved down toward her pussy.
She expected him to kiss her, but he tore away her panties, and then his mouth was on her, and fuck! It was the best feeling in the world.
He held the lips of her sex open, so there was nothing getting between him and her pussy, and he made love to her with his mouth. His focus was on her clit as he trailed his tongue back and forth, doing small circles, then sucking it into his mouth.