My lady.
CHAPTER 22
AVERY
“Oh God,” I whimper, running my nails down his arms.
Nate grips my backside, riding my pussy against his jean-clad cock. My clit tingles with need as he rocks me against him, his hands on my ass, his lips on my neck. He’s taunting me, teasing me, making me want him.
“You’re going to come like this,” he breathes into my ear. “Then you’re going to come with my tongue in your pussy, then you’re going to come around my cock.”
Oh.
God.
He rocks his hips again, using his hands to pull my ass harder against him. The friction is divine, sending me up and over the edge quickly. I cry out his name, my fingernails running down his arms as I shudder.
I don’t have the chance to recover because he’s moving down my body, taking my pants with him. He discards them quickly and then takes my foot, lifting it and placing it on his shoulder.
My cheeks are heated. I’m so exposed to him, but there’s nothing that could make me turn away. Especially when his tongue slides out and slowly travels up my slit, stirring my aching pussy back to life. I cry out his name again and drop my head back against the wall, tilting my hips and pressing my sex into his mouth harder. He chuckles against my flesh and one of his hands slaps my ass, causing a sting of pain to radiate through my legs. It’s worth it, though. My blood begins to warm and my body tingles all over.
His tongue hits my clit, stiff and unrelenting. My cries become garbled and my legs feel as though they’ve turned to jelly. He releases my hip and slips his hand beneath us, bringing it up to my wet sex. He slips two fingers in, stretching me, filling me, making my groans turn into cries. So good, oh God, so good. His tongue works harder, his fingers pound into me and in seconds I’m coming—again.
“Nate,” I scream. “Oh, fuck.”
He pulls his fingers from my sex before I’ve finished trembling and then he’s standing, jerking his jeans down just enough to free his cock. He lifts my leg and puts it around his waist. Before I’ve got the chance to steady myself, he’s plunging inside me, deep and fast, causing my entire body to jerk with need. I open my mouth and it seems to take ten seconds before my strangled groan escapes. Nate is silent—all I can hear is his ragged breathing as he uses my ass to drive his thrusts. His arms bulge, his shoulders pull under his shirt and his mouth is on my neck again, sucking, nibbling, occasionally biting.
My pussy tightens around him, and I know it won’t be long before I come for him again. He’s driving into me with force, causing our skin to slap together. His fingers are tight on my ass, biting into my flesh as he fucks me. And boy, is he fucking me. This is pure, raw, primal fucking. The kind that has your pussy clenching just thinking about it. At that thought I’m coming again, utterly exhausted but completely content. My orgasm seems to rip all the stress from my body, relaxing me.
Nate is close behind me, his thrusts becoming frantic as he gets close to his release. When he finds it, he quickly pulls out, taking his cock in his hand and jerking it furiously. I stare down at it, my body tingling with awareness. His cock is big and thick, and right now it’s glistening with our arousal. He stops jerking and lets out a ragged groan as he begins to come, releasing onto my belly. I tremble as the warm liquid touches my skin.
God, that was hot.
“Sorry.” He chuckles hoarsely when he’s stopped trembling. “So much for your shower.”
“It was worth it,” I whisper.
He nuzzles my cheek, breathing me in. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty, Dancer. You know that?”
I laugh softly. “I do now.”
“Shower with me?”
You don’t have to ask me twice.
~*~*~*~
A warm mouth tickles my cheek and I’m slowly roused from my deep, warm sleep. I blink a few times to clear my vision and see a soft, glowing light. It seems to be dark out still, and Nate is sitting beside me, mostly decked out in his motocross gear. “I’ve got to go, honey,” he murmurs. “I just wanted to say goodbye.”
I stare at him and I know my eyes grow soft. I spent the night in his arms, my head against his warm chest, my body tangled with his. He woke me at midnight and slowly slid inside of me, then he made love to me until I came twice and was utterly exhausted. Afterwards he held me, his chest pressed against my back, and we fell asleep.
“Okay,” I whisper, my voice groggy from sleep.
“Goin’ to call you soon, okay? When you’re done here, just leave the key.”
I nod, reaching up and running my fingers over the stubble on his cheeks.
“See you, baby,” he says, pressing his lips against mine quickly but softly.