It was cathartic to tell him the part of myself I kept hidden away. Whenever someone asked why I quit dancing, I usually lied and told them I didn’t love it any longer. Instead, I’d loved it too much.
He pushed me back on the bed and continued kissing down my body. With my soul exposed, his lips felt like tiny flames flickering over my body.
I murmured his name as he kissed me down to my toes and then worked his way back up to my mouth. Without pulling away, he reached into the pile of condoms we pulled out earlier and chose one. With a quick tear from his teeth, he ripped open the package and rolled it down his cock.
It felt different this time when he slid inside. Not just because I’d never been so wet in my life—his teasing me with kisses was enough to do that—but because I felt completely bared to him. There was no more shield protecting a part of me. I was wide open.
Last time, we never got around to the plain, missionary position. We ended up fucking on every available surface and found creative ways to use pillows, blankets, and even ice cubes. But now… there was something to be said about the way his cock stroked my inner walls and his hips aligned in the perfect position to rub my clit with every thrust.
“That’s it, sweet girl. I can feel you gripping me,” he said when a particular stroke left me gasping.
Nate reached for my hands and gently moved them up to my wrought-iron headboard.
“Leave them there,” he demanded as he shifted up onto his knees and clung to mine. He spread my legs wide as he plunged himself back inside me.
“Holy fuck!” I cried out, my head thrashing. The new position brought him even deeper.
“Fuck, yes. God, I love how tight this cunt is. Fucking perfect.”
The bedframe rattled against the wall as I clutched the thin posts, my knuckles already growing sore from my tight fists.
“Yes, right there!” I shouted as he lifted my hips in the air. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
“Come with me, baby. I want to feel it.”
Nate’s dexterous fingers reached my bundle of sensitive nerves, and I arched my back at the explosion of my climax. As I continued to jerk from the release, I felt Nate drive into me at a rapid pace, chasing his own explosion. I was going to have handprints on my hips from him gripping me as he spilled himself into the condom.
He hunched over me as he heaved in large gulps of air.
“That was amazing,” I whispered, running my fingers over his sweat-soaked hair.
“You’re amazing,” he replied as he grabbed my other hand still wrapped around the iron and pressed a kiss to my palm.
“What made you cut your hair?” I wasn’t one for post-sex conversations, but as I ran my hand over his head, it was all I could think about.
“Work. Thinking of letting it grow back out.”
“I like it both ways.”
“I like you all the ways,” he said, resting his chin on my sternum as he looked up at me. It was a weird angle, and I was sure I had some weird double chin going on, along with the fact he could see right up my nostrils. But I was too tired to move or care. “Slow and steady, and hard and fast.”
“Mmm. I like them, too.”
Slowly, he moved off the bed, and my center immediately missed his warmth. With the condom disposed of, he moved back onto the bed, tugging my back against his chest. I wasn’t much of a cuddler, but with Nate, I could make an exception.
“Get some sleep, Alexandra. It’s going to be a long night.”
I fell asleep with a smile on my face and a row of condoms within arm's reach.
Chapter Twenty – Nate
I woke up that next morning with my cock still inside Alex as she rocked her ass against me. We were still in that spooning position as I came fully awake. I wasn’t sure who slipped the condom on. We had sex three more times after we initially fell asleep. There was a good chance I put one back on subconsciously, because I just couldn’t get enough of her and suddenly had the stamina of someone much younger than me.
Like her.
Slipping my arm around her, I teased her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Her pussy clenched every time, and I craved it.
She moaned my name as she came apart, and I followed closely behind.
