Page 22 of A Dark Duet

“Okay. I will go slow, but if you tell me to stop, I will.”

“Okay.” I breathe in deeply as he pushes in little by little.

He swallows and his eyes close, controlling the pace. I feel his cock stretching me inch by inch as he fills me entirely.

He opens his eyes to look at my face, leaning in to kiss me as he moves. My hands run down his back toward his ass, pushing him deeper inside me, holding in the slight pain. He moves faster in and out and the pain eases, replaced by an intense pleasure that has me breathing faster and moaning.

“You’re so tight, Giselle. You feel so fucking good, baby. I want to come inside you and make you mine. Only mine,” he says as he kisses and sucks my neck.

“Faster, Nate. I’m going to come again.” He pumps into me harder and harder, and my orgasm comes like a wave crashing and I scream his name, holding him.

He grunts one last time and his hot cum spills inside me, flooding my pussy and lighting my body on fire.

He stays inside me and looks at me, and we stare at each other. “You gave me something beautiful that can only be given once,” he whispers.

I kiss him one last time as he pulls out and grabs the white T-shirt so that he doesn’t drip cum mixed with blood. I hear the bathtub run and he returns to the bed, picking me up to place me in the warm bath.

He grabs a washcloth, and he gently washes my swollen pussy with gentle strokes. I see him concentrating and when he is satisfied, he dries me off and places me back on the bed like I’m a delicate flower. I have never thought it would be like this. To have someone like him make love to me. For him to be so soft and gentle afterwards. It is the most intimate thing to have a man bathe you after sex.

He looks up at me. “Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yes.”

He lies with me on the bed and watches me go to sleep. I fall asleep in his arms, feeling warm as he holds me to his chest with my hair sprawled out.

The next morning, I squint when I feel the rays of the sun streaming through the French doors. I look over and see Nate sleeping soundly.

When I move my head on his chest, he suddenly opens his eyes, and he bolts up from the bed, looking out through the French doors and realizes it’s morning. He runs his hands through his hair.

“Are you okay, Nate?” I ask.

“I fell asleep,” he says, confused.

“Yeah, we both did.”

He looks at the time and I frown, wondering what could be wrong. He lies back on the bed under the covers with me and holds me close. I climb on top of him, straddling him, and I feel his cock hardening under me. Rubbing my swollen pussy over it, I get wet as he runs his hands over my breasts down toward my waist. I place my hands on his chest and lift myself so my pussy can slide down his cock inch by inch, stretching me again. I close my eyes, enjoying the pleasure his cock gives me as I move my hips, riding his dick.

He grabs my hips and he sinks in deeper. I open my eyes and see the desire in his eyes as he looks at my body, riding him, rising and falling over and over.

His breathing picks up and his hands tighten on my hips, holding me there while I moan, his name on my lips. He pumps into me while I ride him, milking his cock inside my wet pussy.

“This is mine. Don’t you ever forget that this pussy belongs to me,” he says. “You belong to me, Giselle. Say it.”

I can’t think while I’m riding his cock, as we are both about to come at the same time. I suck in my breath as the wave of my orgasm comes crashing and I raise my hands, sliding them into my hair.

“I’m yours, Nate!” I scream while both of us come at the same time.

He sits up, kissing my chest, holding me. I open my eyes, lowering them to look into his, as my hands cup his face.

We stay there looking at each other and something passes between us, but his eyes hold something powerful and possessive.

“We’d better get going,” he says.

I dress in what I wore yesterday to meet Brie and Jaden in the kitchen. Brie and I are both wearing a tank top, a sweater with sneakers, and leggings.

The kitchen island has an assortment of berries and fruits for breakfast. There is yogurt, juice, and even granola over by the counter near the blender. I can see Nate making a specific shake with different powders and vitamins measuring each powder.

I look over to Brie and she winks knowingly as I stare at Nate, watching his movements.

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