I bit my lip. He thought it was a dare to make me cry out. Nate centered himself over me, popping a nipple into his mouth so suddenly I arched in case he planned to suckle it off my breast. The bite came without warning. Not painful, but surprising. It earned the whimper he wanted, and, as a reward, he suckled the shock away.
This wasn’t how we fucked before.
Not at all.
I had no idea what Nate could do to my body, and he read my astonishment with a cocky wink. The nipple slipped from his mouth with a sloppy pop.
“Just wait, baby. You’ll regret that we didn’t do this sooner.”
I already did. I regretted every second of every day that I hadn’t returned to his bed.
I gained a bit of courage and threaded my fingers through the pale blonde of his hair. The pinkness of his lips against my skin wasn’t vulgar, but it delighted a secret part of me that longed to see more of him pressed against my darkness. I wished I had kept my eyes open the first time. I would have loved to watch his muscles, his arms, and his cock claim every inch of me.
I would this time.
No excuses. No shame. Nate was the most gorgeous man I’d ever met, and it’d be a crime to waste any opportunity to savor him.
He delighted my breasts, switching back and forth as he took such pleasure in the simplest of kisses. I never thought Nate would enjoy giving as much as taking, but my coos and groans only hardened his cock more. It strained against his jeans, and I wished he’d let it free.
But he worked with purpose. Deliberation. Concentration.
His kisses trailed over my waist, lower and lower, until he reached the panties that hid my most sensitive area. The last time he’d delighted me, he overpowered me, quick and fast, forcing me to the peak before I understood what’d happened.
Nate breathed over the crest between my legs. The heat rocked me, and I bit my lip before I begged him for more.
“I’m being selfish,” he warned.
I bucked my hips, hoping he meant he was too hard, too frustrated. God, I wished he needed to take me then and now.
“It’s okay. I’m ready.”
“I know you are.” He slowly peeled my panties down, teasing himself as the hint of my slit revealed to him. “Since I last had you, all I can think about is devouring you again. This…” He pulled my legs apart and stared at the dark petals quaking for his touch. “This is as much for me as it is for you. If I don’t taste you right now, I might go insane from your scent.”
His tongue danced over my pussy. Nate lapped, slow and steady, tasting my secrets. I’d kept my slit soft and smooth, and he rewarded me with a kiss upon the silken mound.
He stared at me, grinning as my hips chased his mouth. “This is the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever had the privilege of tasting.”
Oh, he made being a player sound like such a perk for me…and, it was. Nate understood my body in ways my showerhead had yet to figure out. This was something more than hard-earned skill.
Nate knew me now.
He’d watched how I squirmed. He tasted how I responded. He held me as I bucked.
He’d learned what I liked, and everything changed.
I groaned against the slight pressure of his lips. His hot breath. The slip of his tongue just deep enough into my folds to test my slick excitement.
He had me panting without even touching my clit. He did it on purpose. It would be a long time before he gave me that simple pleasure.
His kisses focused on my inner thigh, teasing the soft skin around my slit, and dipping low to earn my frustrated murmur. Nothing eased that deep, trembling pulse inside me. I wetted for the only man who had ever brought me to that pleasured peek before, and I couldn’t wait for him to do it again.
“Nate…”
“Shh.” He savored me with a long lick. “I’m just getting started.”
I wasn’t above begging, but the words caught in my throat. I gripped the blanket and offered more of my hips.
He wasn’t playing fair. I tried to distract myself. I stared at the sky. The stars sprawled across the horizon, and the sweet, damp air soothed my flushing skin. Everything delighted me more. I couldn’t escape the delicate pressure searing into my core.
I sweated. My whimpers turned pained. This was it. The best and worst eternal agony. I wouldn’t survive if he stopped or ended it. I surrendered and fell limp.
Nate gave a voracious growl and launched upon my center.
His tongue seized my swollen nub, suckling my clit with a fury that stole my voice and left me shattered, breathless, and amazed by the sheer power he wielded over me.
“I want you to come.” Nate’s order was rushed and pained. He growled over my clit, and the vibrations rattled into my core. “The instant you come, I’m taking you.”