Page 74 of Line of Resistance

Her love of the outdoors was part of what she’d tried to suppress for so long. Hid from friends, thinking it would expose the façade she worked so hard to keep in place. But with Nate she didn’t have to hide anything. He’d seen all she was. The good. The bad. The cranky. And, based on the hard line of his cock fighting against the fabric of his pants, he seemed to like all of it.

“I’m a little tired of being in the snow.” She skimmed her fingers back down to those damn pants he was still wearing. “And I like being back in my own clothes.”

“Yet here you are wearing mine.” Nate grabbed the fabric of his T-shirt, dragging it up her body, baring her from the collarbone down. “Fair warning, I might not let you wear your own clothes ever again.”

Eloise struggled to breathe as his eyes moved over her body. “It might be unprofessional of me to go into work like this.”

Nate’s gaze was dark as it lifted to hers. “You go into work like this and there will be more than a mess to clean up.”

Before she could react, his head dipped and his lips closed around her nipple, mouth drawing at her sensitive flesh.

She struggled to take a breath, caught between temptation and realization as they fought it out for her attention. She was a strong, independent woman. Capable of taking care of herself in most situations and circumstances. But Nate’s threat to level anyone who looked at her the way he was now did something to her insides. Made her squirm with need even as a certain amount of understanding began to dawn. She thought offering up a scrubbed down version of herself would make her more appealing, not only to friends, but also to the opposite sex.

But Nate had seen it all. Every bit of who she was. Even the parts she learned to be ashamed of so long ago. And he still looked at her like he wanted to devour her. Was actually doing his best to accomplish it.

His wicked mouth shifted to catch her other nipple, flicking it with his tongue before teasing with his teeth. His strong fingers plucked at the one he’d just abandoned, rolling the still wet tip with an amount of pressure that shot straight between her thighs.

He moved lower, making her gasp when he gripped her thighs and spread them wide, pushing them higher to bare her completely to his roaming gaze. “I’m such a fucking idiot.” His mouth descended on her, hot and unyielding as it locked onto her clit, teasing against the sensitive bit of flesh with a single mindedness that made it impossible for her to think of anything outside of the tiny spot.

Nate’s aim was unerring. His movements relentless. It was as if the only thing that mattered to him in this world was getting her off and doing it in as expeditious of a manner as possible.

Her hands locked on his hair as her thighs started to jerk, completely possessed by him as he led her straight into an unavoidable and all-consuming orgasm. He continued lapping at her until the last tremor of pleasure was wrung free then he pushed back to his knees, not even bothering to wipe her slickness from his mouth as he smirked down at her. “That’s one.”

Eloise blinked up at him, boneless and more satisfied than she’d ever been. “Are we counting?”

Nate’s gaze traveled down her body. “I am.”

Surely he wasn’t saying he expected to accomplish that more than once tonight, right? “I’m not sure how many—”

Nate gripped one hip, rolling her onto her belly before blanketing her back with his front. “I guess we’re going to find out then.” His hand slid between her belly and the bed, cupping her still throbbing mound. “I think we talked about how once I have my target I don’t leave until the job is done.” His fingers curved against her, adding pressure without adding the direct contact that would be too much for her over sensitized clit to handle. “I’ll give you one guess what my target is.”

Eloise gripped the sheets as his hand continued moving, almost kneading her flesh with slow, languid flexes of his palm and fingers. “My clit?”

“Good guess, but no.” Nate continued working her, sealing the still swollen lips of her pussy together in a way that shielded her too sensitive clit from direct contact and already had her creeping toward another climax.

Eloise buried her face in the pillow, unable to hold still as her body worked to prove it was capable of more than she thought. “Nate. Please.” She was already desperate. Afraid whatever he was doing would ultimately fail and leave her dangling from the edge.

“Relax.” Nate’s voice was deep and soothing in her ear. “We’ve got all night.”

It was both daunting and a relief. Eased a little of the pressure she was putting on herself while also looming with a promise she might not be able to keep.

But Nate’s hand showed no sign of giving up. Each move he made was identical to the one before it. Perfectly positioned and perfectly timed. It made it easy to fall into the rhythm, and without realizing it, she began to rock into his touch, hips rolling with every flex of his fingers. Nate groaned in her ear as her ass rubbed against the hard line of his cock. “You are hell-bent on testing me in every way, aren’t you.”

With the next roll of her hips he pressed against her, dragging the clothed line of his cock along the cleft of her ass. When his free hand wedged under her body and caught a nipple, she was gone, bucking against and into him as she came a second time. It was overwhelming. Encompassing.

And it opened up a whole new world of possibilities. Possibilities that made her greedier than she’d ever been.

Eloise curved her spine, sliding her bare ass cheeks along Nate’s still straining length. “That’s two. I wonder how you’ll accomplish number three.”

Nate thrust against her again, the move harder than the ones before it, pinning her to the mattress. “Do you wonder?”

She had a pretty good guess and hoped to God it was the right one.

The weight of Nate’s body lifted from her back, and the loss was shockingly profound. The sensation of being pressed into the mattress by his frame was deliciously erotic and she rolled over, intent on hauling him back down.

But Nate was one step ahead of her. He had his pants shoved down to his thighs, bringing her face to face with the part of him she’d like to become better acquainted with.

But that might take some time since there was a lot of area to cover.

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