Something has taken over me. I’m possessed with my need for him.
And just like the deepest darkest parts of me wanted, the door creeps open and Nathan walks in.
I slam my legs closed as he stands in the doorway, watching me with a dark glare, but my hand doesn’t retreat. My fingers don’t stop moving.
“Enjoying my bed are you?” he says in a low voice that sounds like a growl.
He’s leaning on the doorframe, wearing nothing but a pair of tight boxer briefs. I drag my eyes down his hard sculpted abs to the thick long outline of his throbbing erection. It’s straining against the fabric as he watches me with dark hungry eyes.
I open my mouth and nothing but a low moan comes out.
I don’t want him to get the wrong idea about me. I’m not like this. So forward… So shameless…
But he’s got my body boiling and I just can’t stop.
“If you’re going to be in my bed…” he says as he pushes off the door frame and walks into the room. I can feel my pulse thundering through me as he approaches. My finger is still making tight little circles on my engorged clit, hoping he takes over soon. “You’re going to have to obey my rules.”
He stands over the bed and watches my hand moving between my clenched thighs. My knees are touching each other so he can’t see a thing except my body convulsing up and down as I tug on my loose t-shirt with my spare hand. I see the fierce intensity in his eyes as he drags them up to my breasts. My nipples are already rock hard as the rough fabric drags against them.
My own eyes are locked on the end of his erection. There’s a wet spot on his boxer briefs at the tip of his hard cock that keeps getting bigger as he watches me.
“If this ripe body is going to be in my bed,” he says in a low dominant voice. “I don’t want anything between your soft skin and my sheets. I want you naked. Take off your clothes. Now.”
My heart starts pounding as he waits for me to move. I’m wearing nothing but my wet panties and this old t-shirt.
His assertive dominant voice works on me and I start sitting up. He watches as I take a deep breath and pull off my shirt. My naked breasts tumble down—my tingling nipples harder than ever—and he takes a heavy breath.
“Now your panties. Take them off.”
Arousal is pumping through my veins as I lie back down and lift my ass off the bed. His big sexy tattooed arms are crossed over his chest as he watches me pull my panties down my sticky wet legs. A thrill like I’ve never experienced before rushes through me as the fabric peels off my wet mound.
With a held breath, I quickly pull them off and toss them across the room. Nathan is lightning fast and he catches them in mid-air.
I can feel my face and neck getting hot all over as he brings them to his nose and inhales deeply. His eyes fall closed as the heady scent of my need and arousal fills his lungs.
I hope he likes it. The way he’s sucking in the smell like he can’t get enough tells me that he does.
“That’s my girl,” he says as he opens the drawer on his night table and stuffs them inside. “Now open those sweet legs and show me your pussy.”
With anyone else, I’d be terrified right now, but my mind is clouded with lust and I’m feeling nothing but arousal. I open my legs wide and let him see everything.
“Fuck,” he hisses under his breath when he sees what I’ve kept safe for him.
My whole body is aching for his hands. I want to feel them all over me. I’m massaging my breast as my other hand creeps back down.
“Yes,” he grunts. “Touch that pretty little kitty. Show me how you were playing with yourself. Show me how wet you can make it.”
My back arches as I move my fingers through my aching folds. Nathan is taking deep heavy breaths as he watches me and I can’t help but notice the spot on his boxer briefs getting even bigger.
I start to slide the tips of my fingers inside my pussy, fucking myself right in front of him. I’m shameless about it as I give him a show.
What the hell has gotten into me? What kind of power does this man have over my body?
I press my palm against my clit as I stroke myself, urging him with my eyes to join the party.
The bed dips as he climbs onto the mattress. I suck in a breath and hold it when I feel his strong hands come down on my knees. He spreads my legs even farther apart as his head dips down to get a closer look.
He inhales deep and then moves my hand away.
“That’s enough,” he says as he stares at my sex. “I’m taking over. This pussy is in my bed which means it’s mine now and I want to get a taste.”
His rough palms slide down my inner thighs, stopping right before he hits my pussy. My hips are already grinding and rolling on the bed, tempting him to put those sexy lips just a little bit closer… he’s so damn close…
“Look at the mess you made on my sheets,” he growls as he slides his fingers up my slit. I cry out. “You want it, don’t you girl?”
“Yes,” I beg.
He slides them back down and starts teasing my hole.
“You’re so tight,” he says with a wince as he presses a fingertip inside. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” Oh, God. I can’t lie to him. I wanted to, but I can’t.
He grins in approval. “That’s what I thought. Sweet, innocent, and ripe as a fruit. You’re going to give me your cherry?”
“It’s yours,” I gasp.
“Good,” he says as he slides his fingers up to my clit. He starts rubbing the hard nub as I feel the thundering of an orgasm coming on. I’ve never had one before, but I immediately know what it is. Nothing else can feel this good. “Because you’re in my bed and that means it’s mine to take.”
I feel my whole body shaking. My legs are trembling beside his head.
“I’ll take it,” he promises, “but first, I want a taste.”
My body tenses as I anticipate what’s coming. When his lips hit, I realize what I was anticipating was all wrong.
The back of my head digs into the pillow and I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m focused entirely on his hot mouth as it touches my pussy. It feels out of this world.
I thought his hand felt good, but this is just beyond words.
He growls hungrily as he slides his tongue up and down my pussy, parting my folds. I force my eyes open and look down at his muscular back, rippling and flexing as he devours me.
It feels like his tongue is everywhere at once—in my virgin hole, traveling through my folds, swirling around my clit. It’s everywhere and it’s consuming me completely.
It’s all I can focus on. The intense feeling. The slurping sound. The heat.
I grab a fistful of sheets and squeeze as the tension of an orgasm builds and builds within. It’s going to break and I don’t know if my trembling body can take it.
He’s loving this. The greedy way he’s grabbing my ass and pulling my pussy all the way against his mouth, the hungry desperate moans, the eagerness for more—it’s all showing me how much pleasure he’s getting from this.
His rough palms slide to the back of my knees and he shoves my legs into the air. He pins them there as he leans back and takes a long look at what no man has seen before.
My cheeks aren’t blushing now even though he can see it all. I’m too far gone for that. I’m consumed by lust and teetering on the edge of my first orgasm. I’m way past shy.