Page 33 of Nash

“You want my mouth on you again?” I ask, just barely touching the lace with my mouth, my warm breath flooding the area.

“Yes, please, Nash.”

I grin at the ache in her voice. It matches the pain I feel in my cock, hard and desperate to sink into her.

“Then you better tell me how long you’ve wanted me in your bed,” I say, and her eyes flare wide.

“Seriously?” she gasps as I continue to play with her.

“Yes,” I say. “I want to know.”

“God, you’re infuriating.”

“You don’t mean that,” I say, sliding my fingers beneath the lace, teasing her just outside of her wet pussy. I lean up, still stroking everywhere but inside her, and kiss her. She gasps, arching into my touch, desperate to get any piece of me she can.

It’s fucking hot as hell, and I can’t help myself despite the little game I’ve started.

I plunge two fingers into her slick center, pumping them twice before dragging them out and swirling her wetness around her clit.

“Nash.” She says my name with relief and need, and it shoots straight to my dick.

I lean down again, kissing her as I repeat the motion, pumping into her before quickly pulling out and teasing her swollen clit. “Come on,” I whisper against her lips. “Tell me.”

I curl my fingers inside her, slipping my tongue into her mouth and kissing her the same way I plan to kiss between her thighs in a minute.

“Nash,” she groans, arching into my hand. “Please.”

“You want to come, Reese?”

“Yes,” she says, her breath ragged as I circle her clit.

“Then give me what I want.” I increase my pace, knowing full well I’m going to make her come regardless if she gives into the game. Fuck, I’m about to come just from playing with her, and we’re only getting started.

She kisses me, sucking on my bottom lip so hard it makes my dick twitch. “Since the first time I watched you play,” she admits on a breath, and shock blasts through me.

“That was three years ago,” I say, but it sounds more like a question.

She nods, and I increase my pace, plunging my fingers in and out of her, watching her face as her lips part. Her thighs clench, and she tightens around my fingers, so I press my thumb against her clit and watch her unravel for me.

Her hands fly to my arms, squeezing as she comes on my fingers, her little moans of pleasure hardening me to the point of pain.

“Mmm,” I say, gently pulling out and kissing her quickly before I shift on the bed again, kissing my way down her body. “You’re telling me I could’ve been enjoying all of you back then?”

I hook my fingers in her underwear, tugging them all the way down and tossing them behind me.

“You weren’t looking at me then,” she says.

“I saw you with Monroe whenever she was around Pax,” I argue, spreading her thighs. “I was looking at you. You just didn’t notice.”

I dip my head before she can respond, licking through her heat in one long, slow lap.

She arches into my face, her fingers flying to my hair so fast I smile against her. “This brings back memories,” I say, licking her again.

“Yes,” she says, breathless. “You’re not going to leave me like last time, are you?”

I pause, turning my head to kiss the soft skin of her inner thigh, then look up her body at her. I shake my head, holding her gaze as I drag my tongue through her glistening heat again. She trembles around me but doesn’t break our stare. “I have zero interests outside of making you come so many times you won’t be able to take a step without feeling me.”

Her eyes go molten at the promise I make, and I unleash myself on her, plunging my tongue inside her slick heat, pulling out to tease her needy clit before doing it all over again. And fuck me, she holds on to my hair, rocking into my face with abandon, chasing that high in the sexiest way. Pleasure drenches my body, tightening beneath my skin with every delicious taste of her.

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