Page 35 of Kissing Danger

The men I preferred, men like Nathan who were confident and domineering, never even considered letting me top.

I shifted, trying to calm myself down as Nathan’s fingers pushed a little deeper into himself. He groaned, low and guttural.

The handcuffs tugged at my wrists, reminding me of my position.

So, this is what people meant when they talked about “topping from the bottom.”

I felt dizzy. I had barely taken a breath since Nathan started.

He looked down at me, face and voice both obviously strained, and gave a weak laugh. “You’d better appreciate this. I don’t do this for just anyone.”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he deemed himself prepared enough. More lube was spread over my cock as well, and the feel of his hand sliding slickly over my heated flesh nearly made me come on the spot.

Nathan’s fingers pinched hard at the base of my cock, using pain to keep my orgasm at bay.

“Oh, no. I did not go through all that trouble just for you to come that quickly. I am getting all the pleasure I can out of you.”

I was panting too heavily to speak, sweat beading over my skin, so I just nodded wordlessly.

After pressing his lips to mine one more time, Nathan gripped the headboard with one hand while his other hand helped guide my desperate cock into the right position.

For someone who claimed they didn’t take this position in bed very often, he certainly didn’t hesitate to immediately sink down and impale himself on my shaft. We both groaned, and I dug my heels into the mattress as I fought the urge to thrust up into him.

“Fuck, you’re tight.”

It was, without a doubt, the best thing I’d ever felt. The heat and friction of Nathan’s body was unbearably good, but what made it even better was the knowledge ofwhohe was. This was a manwho laughed in the face of the law and didn’t hesitate to kill whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Other people spoke of him with fear in their voice, yet here he was, allowing me inside him in the most literal sense.

The rush of power went straight to my head, and I trembled all the way down to my toes.

The whole bed shook as Nathan gripped the headboard with both hands.

“Be good, and don’t come until I say so.”

Using he headboard for stability, he raised himself up until I almost slipped out of him, then dropped back down. There wasn’t even time for me to moan before he did it again.

And again.

His hips and legs moved with the strength of a professional jockey as he rode me like a fucking horse. The man knew exactly what he wanted, and he was determined to take his pleasure from me.

“You... damn... liar...” I gasped as the breath was punched out of me every time he plunged back down.

The headboard creaked ominously when Nathan gripped it tighter. “How did I lie?” He paused for a breath, but never stopped the movement of his hips. “I’ve... given you exactly what I promised.”

“You—ah... You’re too good at this. You’ve done this before.”

Nathan did stop this time, my cock buried as deep as possible inside his tight heat, obviously grinding against a particularly pleasurable spot based on the way his voice cracked.

“Didn’t lie—mmm— I said I... didn’t do this forjust anyone.”

My vision flashed red, and I pulled desperately against the handcuffs.

“Who else have you let inside you?” I growled, the idea of anyone else being allowed inside him so intimately forming a lump in my gut.

I probably looked half-deranged, snarling and panting as a heated flush stained my skin.

My thrashing obviously brought Nathan even more pleasure because his arms shook as he clung to the headboard to keep himself upright.

“I see. You’re a jealous little thing. Aren’t you?”

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