Page 98 of Exposé

I drove my fingers through his hair, twisting the soft strands around my fingertips. Every brush of his lips sent me higher and higher.

Nate kissed his way down my stomach and slipped his fingers under the black lace of my panties, dragging them down my legs. He unbuttoned his shirt, drinking me in as his fingers worked through each button. "I hope you don't have thin walls."

"And if I do?"

Nate chuckled and rolled his shoulders, letting his shirt fall. "You're going to have some jealous neighbors."

A thick scar dragged across his chest from nipple to rippling abs and another from kidney to hip.

What battles had he won?

Or lost?

My breath hitched as his eyes met mine, daring and unyielding, as if he knew every thought that flickered across my mind.

"You're staring." His lips curved into a slow, wicked smile.

I ran a finger over the thickest scar. "Maybe I'm trying to figure you out."

He chuckled, a low sound that sent a ripple through me. "Good luck with that, sweetheart.Idon't even havemefigured out."

Before I could conjure a response, he shifted to his stomach, his hands pulling my thighs over his shoulders with a gentle, grounding touch. My pulse spiked as he leaned in, lips brushing the sensitive skin on my inner thigh.

The breath in my lungs caught, my stomach hollowing out as I arched my hips into his touch.

"So eager."

His mouth moved over my center, teasing and tasting, causing a shiver to rush up my spine and my toes to curl.

My hands tangled in his hair as heat pooled low in my center. Every stroke of his tongue was designed to unravel me one thread at a time.

"Say my name when you come, Ava. I want everyone to hear it this time." He hummed under his breath, sending vibrations through me that had me squirming beneath him. Gripping the top of my thighs, he anchored me down, his tongue exploring my entrance before snaking back up to my clit.

My eyes fluttered shut as the pressure built, causing my core to throb.

How the hell was he so good at this?

My breaths came out quicker and fainter, the heat threatening to overwhelm me as it filled every inch of my body.

He added a finger with a gentle rhythm, moving in time with his tongue, bringing me to the precipice.

I tilted my head back as a broken moan ripped from me. "Nate. Oh, God." My orgasm struck me like a freight train, shaking me to my core with wave after wave of bliss. With an unstable exhale, I slipped my fingers out of his hair and melted into the mattress, my chest rising and falling as I bit into my lower lip and groaned.

"You’re breathtaking when you let go." His voice was dark, edged with a hunger that left me breathless. He didn't just touch me; he consumed me, leaving no corner of me untouched by the fire he sparked.

He leaned over me, his tongue drifting over his wet lips. "Think you can handle more?"

I tipped my head back and grinned, my arms reaching out for him. "I wouldn't have brought you home if I couldn't."

Nate gave a devious grin as he sat back on his legs, his hands working open his leather belt as he kept his eyes on me. "Good."

I drank in the sight of him as he stripped off the rest of his clothes, my eyes zoning in on his erection as he wrapped hisfingers around the thick base. Heat waved over my raw, sensitive flesh, swirling low in my stomach.

He grabbed my hips, flipping me over onto my hands and knees. He leaned down and kissed the space between my shoulder blades, his hand sweeping my hair out of the way as he rocked his erection through my folds from behind. "Sure you can handle me?Allof me?"

His dirty words dripped off of him, sending me into a needy spiral. I looked over my shoulder at him with a smile. "Enough talking." I reached into the nightstand and grabbed a condom, then handed it to him. "I can't wait any longer."

He unfurled the condom over his hard length with a smirk, tossed the foil to the floor, and grabbed my teasing hips.

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