“Is that your roundabout way of saying I drove you crazy?” he asked mildly as he strode towards the room.
“You think I’m joking, but I’m not.” As he laid her on the bed, Nathan was surprised when she immediately pushed herself up and reached for –
A pillbox?
“What do you see?” she asked abruptly.
“A pillbox.”
“Exactly!” She set the pillbox back on the bedside table with a glare, muttering, “When I see it, I don’t just see a pillbox.”
“You don’t?” He slipped the straps of her dress down her shoulders as he spoke.
“A pillbox is a lot like love---”
Nathan choked in the middle of pulling her dress down her thighs.
“It’s what gives you the strength and energy to see each day through, but most of the time we take it for granted.” Her tone became dark.
He tossed her dress away and reached for her panties, his lips compressing all the while to suppress his grin.
“We misplace it. We forget where it is.”
His fingers stilled on her lace panties, Nathan doing his best not to laugh out loud. How surprisingly romantic of Alyx to think of such things, Nathan thought, and the realization had him working harder to suppress his mirth.
She looked up at him. “Crazy, right?”
“Just a bit,” he said politely.
“It gets even crazier,” she told him dourly. “Because that pillbox?” She didn’t wait for him to answer. “I look at it, and I think it all depends on what’s inside. On how much you need it, on how much you want to keep on living.” Her voice became small. “And I keep thinking if it’s you inside it, I would never forget where it is. I’d never take my daily doses for granted---” She broke off.
A moment later, Nathan started laughing just as Alyx started gagging at the same time.
“I hate this,” Alyx wailed.
She tried crawling away from him, but he hauled her back. “Not so fast.” He flipped her on her back and ripped her panties away.
Her eyes flashed. “No!”
“Yes.”
He smirked, and she went wild, struggling as hard as she could this time, kicking and shoving him off her but Nathan’s strength easily overpowered hers, and he managed to trap her underneath him while locking her arms over her head.
When Alyx tried kneeing him in the groin, he retaliated by pushing her legs wide apart and forcing his body between them. “I’m going to fuck you, sweetheart.”
“Not now, you won’t,” Alyx snarled.
Nathan laughed. “I will, and…” His head started to lower. “You’ll enjoy it.” And then he crushed her mouth under his. She tried to keep her lips pursed, but she was still no match for Nathan, his mouth moving so expertly over hers that in the end, she couldn’t help moaning in despair---
His tongue stroked in the moment her lips parted, and she fell deeper in the web of his seduction as Nathan began to rub his engorged cock over her pussy, which was already silky wet and throbbing powerfully against his groin.
“Nathan…” It was a moan of surrender, and they both knew it.
Releasing her hands, he muttered against her lips, “Help me get rid of my clothes.”
She could only whimper in response, the sound cut halfway as he kissed her again, harder and deeper, deliberately fanning the already scorching passion between them. She kissed him back just as hard, and he growled into their kiss.
His hands moved down, squeezing her large breasts hard, and she jerked against his body. A second later, her hands began to move as well, wildly, feverishly tearing his clothes off. He helped her with the job, their movements punctuated by pants and groans as they tried to steal kisses and bites of each other.
Her teeth sinking into his shoulder the moment he shrugged his shirt off---
His mouth capturing her nipple as she wrestled with his belt---
Their fingers twining and unclasping as their hands bumped into each other while they worked his pants off his legs---
Finally, he was able to kick the last piece of his clothing off the bed, and when he returned to her, his naked body weighing down on hers, she shuddered powerfully just as he stiffened against her. It was their first time to feel each other’s naked bodies, and it felt too damn good.
“I don’t think I’m going to last long,” he said hoarsely.
“I don’t think I need you to,” she muttered.
He laughed as she grimaced, and then they were kissing again, and this time they knew there was no turning back. He had promised, and he would keep it. He would fuck her, and she would enjoy it.
Alyx clutched his hair tightly as he sucked on her nipple hungrily, one at a time, and her body arched off the bed when he bit one nipple. She moaned in protest as his head moved down, and her legs tensed for just a moment before relaxing and parting willingly as he breathed over her pussy.