Nate

He pressed his head against my entrance. “You ready?”

Was I? After this, Nate would own me, body and soul. I wouldn’t be able to get enough of him. If he changed his mind about me, I’d be destroyed.

He tipped my chin up, our eyes meeting. “You can trust me.”

“I always have.” I lay back, and he followed me down, his hands entwining with mine and pinning me to the bed.

Kissing me again, he pushed lightly with his hips. I let my legs fall open. A flame burned inside me, small but hungry. He pressed again, and his tip slid past my entrance.

I froze beneath him.

He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to mine. “You okay?”

I forced myself to relax. “Don’t stop.”

Pushing forward again, he sheathed himself halfway inside me. Everything seemed to stop. It was just the two of us, joined in a way that I couldn’t describe. All I knew was that I didn’t want it to end. I wanted to feel all of him, to savor the illicit pleasure that I’d wanted from him for so long.

His arms shook, a fine sheen of sweat on his body as he waited for me to adjust. “I’ll be gentle. I’ll do it soft.”

I moved my hips a fraction of an inch. “Who are you trying to convince?”

“Fuck.” He pushed all the way in.

I gasped and squeezed his fingers. “Nate.”

“Okay?”

“I’m good.” The foreign sensation of being filled melted away, and something far more delectable sprang up in its place. “I want to move.”

He groaned and dropped his head to my shoulder. “Yes.” Pulling back, he surged forward, filling me again. This time, I rocked my hips up to him. The friction on my clit told me this was just a taste of the ecstasy waiting for me.

“More.” I dug my heels into the backs of his thighs.

He ground against me, then pulled out to his tip. Looping one hand behind my neck, he pulled me up. “Watch as you take every inch.” He eased his slick cock inside me, and my pussy throbbed around him. I watched him disappear, the sight its own aphrodisiac.

“Oh my god.” I gripped his biceps as he lay me down and began long, slow strokes.

Wrapping his arm around my back, he pulled me toward him and buried his face between my breasts. When he took a nipple in his mouth and kept the same smooth rhythm, I arched for him. He took the hint and began to move his hips faster as he kissed first one breast and then the other. No more teasing, he nipped and sucked at me until all I could concentrate on was the building pressure where we were joined.

He pistoned even faster, each stroke jarring and perfect. My breasts bounced as he lay me back down and kissed my neck. The illicit smacking sound of skin on skin only added to the symphony of sex, and Nate was the maestro.

“Just looking at you is going to make me shoot my load.” His gravelly voice scraped past. “But I won’t, not until you’re coming on my cock.”

Licking his thumb, he snaked it between us and pressed it against my clit. I made a strangled cry that he took with a rough kiss. He was still holding back, his muscles trembling, but he was on the verge of losing control. I wanted him just as gone as I was. Running my hands through his hair, I dropped my palms to his back and scratched my nails down the hard muscle.

He bit my lip, his thrusts growing harder, faster. His thumb was making it difficult to concentrate, but I took the only other step I had available to make him lose it. I pulled back from his kiss. “Nate?”

“Yeah?” He slowed. “Did I hurt you?”

I gripped his waist. “I want you to coat my pussy with your come.”

His eyes rolled and his movements because harsher. “Oh, fuck.”

“All over my pink.” My breathless voice landed the final blow.

He gripped my ass, yanking me up to him as he plunged inside me.

I pressed my hands to the headboard as he claimed me. The fire inside me spiraled out of control as his thumb flicked past my clit again and again. Catching his gaze, I opened my mouth in a silent cry as my orgasm exploded through me. Flames sizzled through my blood as everything in me combusted. My breath came back, and all I could say was his name in the midst of moans.

“Fuck yes. Fuck.” He gave me a few more punishing strokes, my body greedy for every last bit of him. His cock hardened even more, stretching me farther than I thought possible. Then he pulled out. I stared down at his cock as ropes of come shot against my swollen flesh. He marked me, coating me with him just as I’d asked. Erotic was too mild a word for the look of it, the filthy perfection of Nate’s come all over my pussy.