Page 92 of Unexpected Forever
One hand moves over my hip and grabs my ass, pulling me closer to him. I moan into his mouth, all my feelings right at the surface. My hands glide up his chest and into the hair at the back of his neck.
Crazed with lust, I want to imprint myself on him.
He pulls back and takes my hand. “Come here.”
I follow behind him, giving me a front row seat to his fantastic ass.
All those years of squatting really paid off for him.
He glances over his shoulder. “Are you checking out my ass?”
I snap my gaze to him and laugh. “What can I say? Those gray sweatpants… Your ass looks exceptional in them.”
He half laughs, half growls, and yanks me flush with his body. “You’ve got a sassy mouth, you know that? It’s a fucking turn-on.”
He walks me backward until the back of my calves hit the chaise lounge.
“Sit down and lean back.”
I follow his instructions, holding his stare as I lean back onto my elbows, my stomach quivering in anticipation.
He drops to his knees in front of me and pulls off my leggings and underwear, tossing them behind him. His hungry eyes take in my bare pussy.
“Look at you. Such a pretty pink pussy. You ready for me?”
I cant my hips toward him, searching for release. “Yes, please.”
“You’re so beautiful. Already wet for me.”
“I’ve been wet for you for a while now.”
His borderline wild gaze snaps to mine. “You should’ve said something sooner. I’d have been happy to oblige.”
“We had a rule.”
“Fuck the rules.” He runs a finger through my swollen folds. “My girl needs relief.”
I groan at his touch and arch my back, fingers curling into the fabric of the chair. “Yessss.”
The tip of his finger finds my slick opening. “Are you going to hold out again?”
I shake my head. “No. Never again.” I moan and squirm, trying to get him to give me more.
He fills me with two fingers, pumping them in and out of me slowly. A delicious heat I’ve missed pools low in my belly. God, it feels so good to be full and yet I still need more.
“I want more,” I moan.
“You’ll get more, sweet girl.”
His tongue flicks my clit, making me drop my head back. “Oh, shit. Yes, just like that.”
Between his fingers pumping in and out of me and his mouth clasped to my clit, my orgasm builds quickly. Before long, I’m racing to the edge.
A groan from his throat vibrates against me and his fingers curl inside me, hitting that spot deep inside me no man but Nate can find. “Come for me, Charley.”
“Oh my god, Nate.” I grab his hair in one hand to hold him against me as the orgasm pulls me under into bliss.
As I float back down, he removes his fingers, and all I can think is how bad I want his cock where his fingers were.
