Page 111 of The Problem with Players

I scrambled to undo my pants as he unbuckled his belt and jeans. He slid out of them, revealing his black briefs that were holding the beast that rested within them.

Nathan. F**king. Pierce.

XX. F**king. L.

I tossed my pants to the side of the room and lay there inmy yellow silk panties and yellow bra. He stood over me for a moment and shook his head as he bit his bottom lip.

“Fuck,” he murmured, walking over to me. “You’re so damn beautiful, Avery Kingsley.”

My heartbeat intensified as I sat up slightly on my elbows and combed my wild hair to one side. My cleavage was bursting from my bra as his eyes danced all over my figure. I’d never felt so safe with a man in my life. I’d never felt so wanted, either. Nathan stared at me as if I were the only thing that ever existed, and I stared at him the same way.

He grew closer and wrapped his hands around my waist. With one tug, he pulled me to the edge of the bed, making my legs hang over the edge. He raked his hand through my hair and then kissed me once. Slow this time, controlled, and sweetly. “Fucking beautiful,” he mumbled once more before his mouth moved down my body, inch by inch. His left hand moved to my bra, and he unhooked it with one flick. As the straps fell down my arms, Nathan removed the fabric from my skin, catching my breasts in his hands. His mouth began to worship them both as if they were his goddesses, and his only job in life was to make love to each one.

He sucked on my nipples, making me moan as my want for him built more and more with every passing second. His hand pushed me back, so I was lying down on his bed as he continued to suck and nibble on my breasts as he growled against my skin. His kisses then continued to trail down as his hands remained on my breasts, massaging them.

As his mouth made it to the top edge of my panties, his hands moved down to my waist. His fingers wrapped around the fabric, and as he pulled it down, his mouth kissed every inch revealed to him. As the panties dropped to the floor, Nathan spread my legs, placing his hands against my inner thighs. The tingling sensation intensified as I felt his hot breaths sweeping against my core. His tongue swept against myclit, and he sucked it gently before he slid a finger inside me, feeling how wet he made me from his kisses alone. He slid another finger inside and began to pump them in and out at a speed that made my body arch in his direction. His mouth kept licking up every drip from me as his fingers worked in sync with his tongue.

More, more, more…

I cried out in bliss as his mouth devoured my core, making me feel things I didn’t know I could feel from oral sex. The more I moaned and whimpered, the more he worked me, eating me out as if he were on a mission to swallow each drop.

The intensity of the orgasm kept building more and more with each fleeting moment, my body growing to the point of no return as I wrapped my legs around his shoulders, placed my hands against his head, and glided his mouth against my core.

“There, there,ohmygoshthere!” I screamed as I reached the peak of my orgasm as he kept working his mouth against me.

I lay breathless on his bed, every inch of me dripping in sweat as Nathan’s hands stayed pressed against my thighs as I wiggled to get loose to recover from the best round of oral I’d ever experienced in my life.

My whole body trembled against him as he gently licked up any remaining evidence of what he did to me between my legs. I felt like nothing and everything all at once. A galaxy of stars floating in a black hole. I didn’t know mouths could do what he’d done to me. I didn’t know I could scream out in need, in want, or in pleasure the way I moaned his name out into the air. I didn’t know tongues could fuck the way his fucked me.

“Okay, okay, okay.” I gently giggled, pulling his head from between my legs. If he could, he’d probably keep eating me until the sun came up in the morning.

He smirked as he climbed over me. He pushed his hands to my sides, flexing every single muscle on his arms as he brushed his mouth against mine, allowing me to taste myself against histongue. “Sorry. I have a big appetite, and I love the way you feed me,” he said. “I love the way you drip for me.”

“I want to feel you,” I begged within a whisper. “Please.”

“That all depends.”

“On what?”

A wicked smile found both his eyes and his lips as his shaft brushed against my clit. My whole body trembled from the shot of desire racing through my system. He moved in closer, a hand sitting at the nape of my neck. A deep growl escaped him as he said, “You still hate me, Coach?”

“No,” I cried out.

Not even a little.

Not even a bit.

I couldn’t form any more words as my hips arched up, wanting nothing less than his all.

“I want you to take all of me in, do you understand, Avery?” he asked as he removed his boxers and slid a condom over his hardness. His words felt like an order, and it was at that very moment I realized I was fine with being bossed around by Nathan Pierce.

“Yesss…” My voice fluttered, unstable and raw.

“Good girl,” he purred over my lips as he began to inch into me. A gasp fell from my mouth as he kept feeding his inches deeper inside me. His mouth stayed pressed against mine as I tried to contain myself from his thickness. He growled as his whispers fell onto my tongue. “You’re taking it so well. Keep your eyes on me,” he ordered, placing a hand beneath my chin. He tilted my head up to make sure our eyes stayed locked. “Yeah, that’s right…just like that…”

I whimpered as he thrust into me, filling me completely. My hips rocked as his hardness slid in and out. My breaths were uneven as they tried to keep up with our make-believe. For something not real, it sure felt that way. It feltso, so very real.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, begging for him tokeep going, to keep fucking me as if his life depended on it. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve assumed his life did depend on how he fucked me because he didn’t leave any space for error.

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