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He grinned, then licked his lips again. “I don’t know if I can hold back. Do you understand what I mean?” He dug his fingers into my hips, pulling me closer. “Ineedto have you, and I won’t be able to be soft and gentle or slow. Not this time. Is that okay? If not, it’s all right. We can wait.”

His words lit a passionate fire within me, and any hesitation I might have felt faded. I returned his grin, then kissed his neck, licking a path up to his earlobe.

“Fuck me, Nate,” I whispered. “I want you.”

That wolfish growl I’d heard before returned, rumbling deep in his chest, vibrating against me. Nate’s hands moved quickly, unbuckling his belt and working on the button and zipper of his jeans.

I made quick work of my own pants, socks, and shoes, casting them aside heedlessly until I stood before him in nothing but a bra and panties. Those were discarded an instant later.

Nate seemed to drink me in with his eyes, a man dying of thirst getting the first sip of cool water. No man had ever looked at me like that.

“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” he said.

He tucked his thumbs into his underwear and slid it down his legs. When he straightened, his cock stood out rigid before him. I let out a sigh of delight at seeing all of him—every square inch. Soon I’d get to touch him. Feel him. I’d never wanted anything more.

Nate pulled me close and kissed me again. My breasts pressed into his chest, my nipples running across his flesh. I wrapped my fingers around his dick. The thick, throbbing flesh was hot in my hand. Nate moaned into my mouth as I stroked him.

He broke the kiss and looked hungrily at me. “Do you like that cock?” he whispered.

“God, yes,” I muttered, stroking him faster.

He ran a thumb across my lips, barely brushing the skin. “Show me what that pretty little mouth can do.”

Holy fuck, that was hot.

I sank to my knees, desperate to taste him. Wrapping my hand around the base of him, I slid my lips around the head of his cock, moving my head down until the tip of his shaft pressed at the back of my throat.

“Oh my God,” Nate hissed.

I glanced up at him, making eye contact as I sucked and licked him. The look of abject ecstasy on Nate’s face made me wet, and I slid my free hand between my legs and rubbed my clit. I moaned on his cock as warm, aching pleasure coursed through my pussy.

Nate wrapped my hair around his hands and thrust in and out of my lips. Letting him fuck my mouth, I pinched my nipple with one as the other rubbed feverishly at my clit. Any other time, I’d have balked at what he was doing, but it was so damn hot. I continued looking up into his eyes as he moved.

“You feel so good,” he panted.

I let go of my nipple and reached up, cupping and massaging his balls. Pushing my head down further, I swallowed his cock to the base. Nate gasped and moved his hips faster. I wanted him to come, wanted to taste him as he exploded across my tongue. But he had other plans.

He pulled free of my mouth with a slightpop. He dragged me up his body, crashed his lips against mine for a brief moment, then lowered me to the couch. In the next instant, Nate buried his face in my pussy.

I let out an inarticulate groan of delight as my eyes rolled back. Tongue, lips, and fingers slid across me.

“Fuck!” I cried out, digging my fingers into the couch cushion.

Nate raised his head. “Be a good girl and lie there and enjoy it.”

I had no idea why, but those words alone nearly made me come. When he sucked on my clit, I came even closer to exploding. I gasped when he slid a finger inside me, then cursed in surprise as a second joined it. He curled his fingers and hit my G-spot while flicking his tongue over my clit.

“I’m gonna come,” I hissed through gritted teeth.

“That will only be the first time,” Nate murmured against me.

His mouth and fingers moved as if he was reading my mind, knowing when to speed up, when to slow down, and what pressure to use. Soon, I was on the verge of possibly the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had in my life. With every flick of his tongue, I floated higher and higher, closer and closer to that precipice of pleasure.

Nate did something with his fingers that made me convulse. Holding my breath, I tensed and clawed at the couch. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed across me. A moment before I thought I would suffocate, I managed to suck in a deep breath, panting as if I’d run a marathon.

“You ready for me, baby?” Nate said, nestling between my legs.

Licking my lips, I gazed up at him, still shaking and trembling. “Fuck me hard, Nate.”