I wriggle my hips against him, but Nate doesn’t move. He holds a hand on each side of my hips and tells me, “Beg for it, Kerry.”
I refuse, biting my lower lip as I grind against him, but Nate won’t move. He’s so close, and it’s such a tease to have him there, right outside, pressing against me without pushing inside. Nate slides his length along my lower lips slowly, making me gasp and buck against him.
Nate tugs my hair, stilling me. “Beg me.”
“No.”
He tugs my hair harder, pulling my neck back, and slapping my ass with his other hand. The sting shocks me, making me jerk away from him. But Nate holds me in place, pinning me to his desk. “Beg me for it. Tell me how much you want my dick inside of you. Say it.”
He tilts his hips, and the movement is divine. His hard shaft is pressing into my clit, rubbing against me without pressing inside. It makes me wild, and I try to buck my hips, but he crushes me back down. Leaning forward, he whispers in my ear, “Say it.”
“No.” I want to say it. I want to beg him to do all sorts of things to me, but I want to see what he’ll do when I defy him. His hand slips around between my legs, and he touches me like he did that one time. I suck in a jagged breath at his touch and feel the pressure from his fingers on my clit, coupled with the pressure of his dick.
I shiver and try not to move, but I can’t help it. The motion is instinctive, like I couldn't do anything else even if I wanted. I push my hips back toward him, and start saying the dirtiest things, begging, pleading for him to take me. I’m a mess of carnal urges, with no idea what I’m saying, and I don’t care. I love the way he makes me feel like I'm wild, and only he can sate me. I moan and buck against him. Nate doesn’t move his hand from between my legs as he slips inside of me. I purr with delight as he presses his other hand to the center of my back. I rest my face on his desk and continue to plead with him to ride me, drive into me, and make me come.
Nate works his fingers as he pushes forward then pulls nearly all the way out. It’s fucking perfect. The slower movements are making me feel everything, every inch of his perfect dick. He slides in again, each new thrust harder and deeper. I cling to the desk, holding on tight as he rides me hard. My body is coiled tight and, as I climb higher and higher, I beg for more. I want him to fuck me, to rock into me fast and hard. I tell him, I plead with him to do it.
Nate holds onto my clit as he fucks me, making me feel everything like it’s ten times hotter and wetter than before. He said touching me like that was cheating, but I love it. I hope he cheats repeatedly. When he doesn’t let go, I’m glad. I want it. I want him. Clutching the desk, he fucks me, wildly pounding against my ass as he pounds into me. My heart is racing, and my mind is gone. I take him, all he has to offer, climbing higher and higher until I feel myself shatter. Crying out, I buck against him. Nate moves his hands, so they’re both on my waist. He pulls down hard as he drives into me harder and faster, pumping and groaning until he loses control and comes inside of me.
CHAPTER 5
Sated, I lie naked on his desk, face down, my arm hanging off the side. I should be ashamed of myself, saying the things I said, doing the things we did—but I’m not. I feel perfect, sexy, and warm all over. Nate is sitting in his chair, fingers steepled, watching me with those deep blue eyes. It’s like he can’t get enough of me, and the way he drinks in every inch of my body makes me feel beautiful.
“I got a new job,” I offer conversationally as I roll onto my side and tuck a hand under my head. My body is glistening, covered in sweat.
Nate’s eyes are still filled with lust, like he wants more. “Really? Where?”
“Le Femme.”
Nate says nothing, but the look in his eye speaks for him. He doesn’t like it. “Congratulations.”
I smirk at him. “You don’t approve.”
“Correction, I don’t share. I already told you that. If you’re with me, you’re only with me.”
“It’s not like Cole Smith is getting me, so what are you upset about?”
“I’m not upset. I’m jealous, and I don’t like the idea of other men seeing your beautiful naked body. It’s mine.” He practically growls the words.
It should piss me off but, in that moment, it turns me on. “You think I’m beautiful?”
He grins. “Are you fishing for compliments, Miss Hill?”
“Maybe.”
He leans forward and places his hands on his knees. He’s in my face, his eyes locked with mine. “Every inch of your perfect body is completely beautiful. There’s no comparison.”
I smile hard and roll onto my stomach. I reach for Nate’s pants, which are buttoned and zipped. I free him and angle his hips toward my face. I lean in and brush his hard length across my cheek, enjoying the sensation of his velvety skin on mine. Nate tenses and stops breathing as I lower my lips onto his dick, sucking it into my mouth and slowly sucking him from base to tip. The sound he makes as I do it is hypnotic. It’s a deep, guttural moan laced with pleasure so deep it makes me feel sexier. I repeat the movement, and the sound comes again.
Nate tries to step away, but I hold onto his hips. I kiss him slowly, wrapping my tongue around his shaft as he pulls out of my mouth. The movements are making me hot again, wetter than before. How is that possible? When I pull out the last time, I roll onto my back and hang my head off the desk.
“Come here,” I command, holding his hips as he steps closer.
“You’re fucking amazing, but I don’t have as much self-control as you give me credit for, Kerry. I can’t promise I won’t lose it and try and fuck your face if you keep doing that.” He’s serious, and pride lights me up from head to toe. I like making him feel as wild and sex-starved as he makes me feel.
“Then do it. I want you. I want to taste you and swallow every last drop.”
He groans my name as he steps closer, pushing his dick over my lips and into my mouth. I take all of him, sucking him, and wrapping my tongue around his shaft. He's careful at first, not pushing hard or deep, moving slowly, pushing in and pulling out. I want him to want me so desperately that he loses control. I want him to feel that freedom he gave me, so I clutch his ass and pull him down hard. His dick slips down my throat, and I inhale sharply to make sure I don’t gag. Nate groans, saying all sorts of things to me that make me do it again, and again. I take him all the way in, deeper, sucking and licking him until he’s so frenzied that he holds my face between his palms. He fucks my face, forcing his dick down my throat. The first time he does it, he freezes and tries to pull away, but I hold onto him, moaning and sucking harder. Once he knows I’m all right, he keeps going, thrusting his beautiful dick into my mouth, over my lips, and down my throat. I suck him until he’s so hard I can’t stand it. Thinking about what I’m doing to him, and hearing how much he wants me, makes me so wet. My core is throbbing, demanding to be touched but there’s no relief. I said I wanted to taste him, and I meant it. I perfect my moves until he pulses. I feel it, and suddenly my mouth is filled with his hot, sweet taste. I swallow, gently sucking as he comes, feeling it drip down my throat and lapping it up like I can’t get enough.