I stilled, my stomach tightening as he pressed into me, his thick cock stretching my walls. "Mmm.More." I pushed against him, and he slammed home.
"God, my memories aren't doing you justice here." He ran his hand down my back, pushing my shoulders down, burying my head into the mattress as he moved, pumping in and out with languid motions.
My lower lip drifted between my teeth, and I moaned, meeting him thrust for thrust with my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh that were bound to leave bruises for tomorrow.
"Yes, Nate."
He picked up pace, slamming hard into me, my body clenching around him for dear life, my fists bunching the comforter beneath me.
Fire spread across my sensitive flesh, heating my core, sending a slick sheen over my skin. My mind dove deeper into the void where the only thing that mattered was the way his touch ignited my every desire, and my failing story didn't exist.
Faint moans spilled from my lips, mixed with high-pitched whimpers when he hit inside just right.
"I don’t think you realize what you're doing to me." He thrust hard, then flipped me over, making me straddle him as he laid back, his hand tucked behind his head. "The way you're looking at me... it's like you're daring me to lose control."
I smirked and ran my hands over his tight chest muscles, my nails grazing over his nipples as I moved them down his body. I sank down on his cock at an achingly slow pace.
"Your teasing is futile, Ava. We both know how this will end."
His hands lashed out around my hips and shoved me down. I cried out, my head tipped back as my clit brushed against him. "And how is that?"
He launched upward, his hand braced behind him, his other pressed into the middle of my back. His breath caressed my nipple. "You, begging." His tongue flicked over the erect bud, causing me to gasp and my hips to rock against him. "And me, making you regret every second you thought you could tease me."
I gyrated against him, my clit grinding, bringing a heaviness to my belly, throwing me dangerously close to the precipice.
He leaned back, his strong, tattooed arms setting the pace between us. Heavy breaths and heady moans filled the space around us as though this were a motel paid for by the hour.
"I'm getting close."
"Ride me, Ava." His hand slid up my waist and pinched my nipple, sending an electrical current straight to my core. "Let go. Let me feel you come all over my cock."
I moved with desperation, chasing the high.
"I can feel it. I want you to fall apart for me. Only me."
Possessiveness laced his low tone, spurring me on. I let out a shuddered breath as I fell. My body froze as my forehead hit his chest, my orgasm locking my body.
Nate took over, thrusting his hips upward, driving my orgasm into another, causing me to fall apart at the seams.
"You're squeezing me so hard, baby." He gripped my hips and thrust up hard, then stilled with a deep, guttural groan that had my core clenching tight around him.
"Wow." I exhaled as his hips dropped back down to the mattress, his hands loosening on my tender flesh. "That was incredible."
He chuckled, his laughter rumbling in his chest and my ear. I pressed a kiss to his chest and rolled to the side, his cock slipping from me.
Laughter filled my throat as I flopped onto my back, my liquid legs spreading across the mattress.
Nate snapped the condom off his cock, tied a knot at the top, and tossed it into the trash against the wall. "Stay right there."
He pushed up on his elbow and stared at me.
"Why?" I gave him a wary look. "What are you doing?"
"Committing this moment to memory because I didn't do a good enough job the first time." He pushed a stray hair from my face and winked. "Much better."
Our eyes locked, and the spinning world stilled, throwing my heart into an erratic, chaotic mess.
Tightness pinched my chest, my lungs drawing in short breaths.