when I've already come so many times.
"Nathan," I whisper his name through heavy lips. I feel so spent. I feel as though his mouth pulled every ounce of strength from within me. How can he make me feel so much?
"Jessica." He breathes into me as his lips skirt softly over mine. "Spread your legs. I have to fuck you now."
"I can't." I lift my hand and rest it against his chest. I feel the fine mist of sweat that is glistening over his skin. He worked so hard to make me come so many times.
"Feel it." He pulls the heavy weight of his cock over my cleft and I moan loudly at the sensation. My hips buck in reflex. My body wants him even if I can't handle the idea of any more pleasure.
"Oh god, "I whimper. "It's so much."
"Today, in the park." He eases himself slowly between my folds. "The sun caught your hair. So pretty, so beautiful."
I moan loudly as my hips shift to take in the full length of his cock.
"You'll never get enough of my cock." He glides his lips across my cheekbone as the words skirt across my skin. "You looked so perfect today. Not just like a woman I couldn't wait to fuck. It was more."
I clench my hands around his back as he pounds into me. "Nathan, it's so good."
"So good, Jessica." He strokes into me, his cock pushing deeper with each thrust. "I love how you feel. You're always so ready for me. Your body. My body."
I feel my pulse race at the words. I want to belong to him. I want him to want me that way.
"Fuck." The word escapes my lips from the deepest part of me. The part that is inextricably linked to his pleasure.
He ups the tempo, his cock vibrating within me. He's close to pulling another orgasm from my body and I can't wait to rush over the edge.
He lets out an animalistic growl when I clench my sex around him as I near my release. My fingernails dig into his ass, pushing him to his limit, pulling him into me.
"Jessica," he cries out as a vein is his neck pulses. I feel his body contract with desire just as my own orgasm crashes through me.
Chapter 18
"S tay."
It's a single word. One small word isn't supposed to hold so much emotion. He doesn't understand that. He can't understand what he's asking of me.
"You want me to stay?" I pull the dress I was wearing when I got to his apartment back over my head.
"Yes." Another simple word. There's no inflection is his tone. I can't tell if he's being serious.
"Nathan." I reach down to pick up my panties and toss them aside once I realize he ripped them in his haste to get me naked beneath him.
"I can't let you go tonight." There's no mistaking the ripe emotion rippling through the words. "Get back into bed. I need you here."
I yank the dress back over my head and ease back beside him. He pulls me close, his arm circling my waist.
"Jessica." His breath runs hot against my back. "Listen to me."
I try to turn so I'm facing him but he holds steady to my body. I feel his breath catch when I reach back to run my finger along his thigh.
"Listen," he repeats the word. "I can't handle you with anyone else."
"I know." I breathe in a heavy sigh. We're going to circle the subject of my not having sex with anyone else again even though I haven't contemplated the thought in weeks. I even turned Drew down when he asked me out to a movie with him and some friends of his.
"No." His body is trembling. I can feel it reverberate through me. "You don’t understand."
"I do." I try to reassure him. He's probably freaking out over the fact that the man I bought the pretzel from at lunch winked at me. I should confess that he winks at every woman who gives him a dollar tip.
"I feel things." His voice cracks and my breathing stalls. "Things I don't know how to feel."
I can't move. I can only listen and feel his emotions race through me.
"I fuck women." I sense the stubble of his chin on my cheek as he shakes his head slightly. "I used to fuck women and I didn't think twice about them. I couldn't tell you their names or what they looked like anymore."
I
"Nathan," I whisper his name through heavy lips. I feel so spent. I feel as though his mouth pulled every ounce of strength from within me. How can he make me feel so much?
"Jessica." He breathes into me as his lips skirt softly over mine. "Spread your legs. I have to fuck you now."
"I can't." I lift my hand and rest it against his chest. I feel the fine mist of sweat that is glistening over his skin. He worked so hard to make me come so many times.
"Feel it." He pulls the heavy weight of his cock over my cleft and I moan loudly at the sensation. My hips buck in reflex. My body wants him even if I can't handle the idea of any more pleasure.
"Oh god, "I whimper. "It's so much."
"Today, in the park." He eases himself slowly between my folds. "The sun caught your hair. So pretty, so beautiful."
I moan loudly as my hips shift to take in the full length of his cock.
"You'll never get enough of my cock." He glides his lips across my cheekbone as the words skirt across my skin. "You looked so perfect today. Not just like a woman I couldn't wait to fuck. It was more."
I clench my hands around his back as he pounds into me. "Nathan, it's so good."
"So good, Jessica." He strokes into me, his cock pushing deeper with each thrust. "I love how you feel. You're always so ready for me. Your body. My body."
I feel my pulse race at the words. I want to belong to him. I want him to want me that way.
"Fuck." The word escapes my lips from the deepest part of me. The part that is inextricably linked to his pleasure.
He ups the tempo, his cock vibrating within me. He's close to pulling another orgasm from my body and I can't wait to rush over the edge.
He lets out an animalistic growl when I clench my sex around him as I near my release. My fingernails dig into his ass, pushing him to his limit, pulling him into me.
"Jessica," he cries out as a vein is his neck pulses. I feel his body contract with desire just as my own orgasm crashes through me.
Chapter 18
"S tay."
It's a single word. One small word isn't supposed to hold so much emotion. He doesn't understand that. He can't understand what he's asking of me.
"You want me to stay?" I pull the dress I was wearing when I got to his apartment back over my head.
"Yes." Another simple word. There's no inflection is his tone. I can't tell if he's being serious.
"Nathan." I reach down to pick up my panties and toss them aside once I realize he ripped them in his haste to get me naked beneath him.
"I can't let you go tonight." There's no mistaking the ripe emotion rippling through the words. "Get back into bed. I need you here."
I yank the dress back over my head and ease back beside him. He pulls me close, his arm circling my waist.
"Jessica." His breath runs hot against my back. "Listen to me."
I try to turn so I'm facing him but he holds steady to my body. I feel his breath catch when I reach back to run my finger along his thigh.
"Listen," he repeats the word. "I can't handle you with anyone else."
"I know." I breathe in a heavy sigh. We're going to circle the subject of my not having sex with anyone else again even though I haven't contemplated the thought in weeks. I even turned Drew down when he asked me out to a movie with him and some friends of his.
"No." His body is trembling. I can feel it reverberate through me. "You don’t understand."
"I do." I try to reassure him. He's probably freaking out over the fact that the man I bought the pretzel from at lunch winked at me. I should confess that he winks at every woman who gives him a dollar tip.
"I feel things." His voice cracks and my breathing stalls. "Things I don't know how to feel."
I can't move. I can only listen and feel his emotions race through me.
"I fuck women." I sense the stubble of his chin on my cheek as he shakes his head slightly. "I used to fuck women and I didn't think twice about them. I couldn't tell you their names or what they looked like anymore."
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