trousers.
Nat
wrenched his lips off hers, stopping her fumbling digits with a shake of his
head. Half in, half out of his shirt he looked like a man on the edge of his
control. It gave her a secret thrill of feminine power to see him this in
thrall of the sexual pull between them. He got off the bed, shrugged out of his
shirt completely, and her mouth went dry in anticipation of what was to come,
especially when he yanked the sheet from her body, exposing her to his hungry
gaze.
“Present
for me, girl, you know what to do.”
His
voice sounded hoarse. It chased away the last of her misgivings. She might well
regret this in the morning, but for now, she needed this, wanted this one night
with him. She had no doubt that Nathanial would take her out of her head, help
her forget all that bad stuff that had happened, as she scrambled to her knees
in the middle of the bed.
“Good
girl, take your bra off for me. Then spread your legs as wide as they go. Let
me see what’s mine, pet.”
He
grinned at her groan in answer. Alex gave herself a moment to admire the play
of muscles in his chest as he ran a hand through his hair. He picked up the tie
off the floor, where it had fallen when he yanked the sheet off the bed.
Twisting
it around his hand, he raised an eyebrow at her. Alex scrambled to take off her
bra.
“Not
so fast, girl, nice and slow. Give me a show.”
His
grin deepened when she groaned again, but she dutifully reached behind to undo
her clasp. Using her arms, she kept the bra pinned to her side. She then made a
big show of slipping each strap off her shoulder with her index finger. His
eyes darkened further when she shrugged her shoulders. Releasing her grip on
the sides of her bra, she allowed the cups to slip, as she leaned forward.
“Okay,
not that slow. Show me your tits.”
She
giggled at the strain in his voice, then threw her bra over her shoulder with
as much flourish as she could muster. Unfortunately she almost upended the
glass of water on the nightstand in the process. It wobbled precariously,
before it stopped right on the edge. Alex breathed a sigh of relief at the fact
that it didn’t fall.
When
she looked back at Nathanial the warm affection mixed in with amusement gave
her a warm glow inside. Mindful of his instructions, she got back on her knees,
spread her legs as far they went, and grasping one globe each lifted her
breasts up for her Sir’s inspection.
She
caught his smile of approval, before she dropped her gaze to the bed. The
knowledge that she pleased him made her feel ten feet tall inside.
“Such
a good girl. Close your eyes for me. I don’t want you to see, just feel.”
“Yes,
Sir.”
“That’s
my good girl.” She heard the smile in his voice. In the next instant, the bed
dipped. Something soft and silky trailed across the tips of her engorged
nipples. The slight contact sent frissons of excitement down her spine. When
his hot breath ghosted across the sensitive flesh she didn’t even try to stop
her moan.
“That’s
my girl. I want to hear you. I want to hear every little moan and sigh. When I
eat you out, finally allow you to come, I want to hear you scream. Does my
beautiful pet think she can do that for me?”
His
deep, dark voice pulled her under. Alex knew she would have done about
everything for him right now. Her clit pulsed and her internal muscles clenched
in desperate need for his touch, as he resumed the erotic torture of her
nipples with what she assumed must be his tie. He alternated the soft strokes
of the fabric with licks of his tongue. She jumped when he sucked one hardened
peak into his mouth, while torturing the other side with feather light caresses
of his silky tie.
Every
suck and pull from his mouth sent darts of need down to her clit. Her thighs
grew damp, her thong gave up the fight in containing the liquid evidence of her
arousal, and she whimpered in need, pushing her breasts farther into his mouth.
A
sharp swat to her thigh was her
Nat
wrenched his lips off hers, stopping her fumbling digits with a shake of his
head. Half in, half out of his shirt he looked like a man on the edge of his
control. It gave her a secret thrill of feminine power to see him this in
thrall of the sexual pull between them. He got off the bed, shrugged out of his
shirt completely, and her mouth went dry in anticipation of what was to come,
especially when he yanked the sheet from her body, exposing her to his hungry
gaze.
“Present
for me, girl, you know what to do.”
His
voice sounded hoarse. It chased away the last of her misgivings. She might well
regret this in the morning, but for now, she needed this, wanted this one night
with him. She had no doubt that Nathanial would take her out of her head, help
her forget all that bad stuff that had happened, as she scrambled to her knees
in the middle of the bed.
“Good
girl, take your bra off for me. Then spread your legs as wide as they go. Let
me see what’s mine, pet.”
He
grinned at her groan in answer. Alex gave herself a moment to admire the play
of muscles in his chest as he ran a hand through his hair. He picked up the tie
off the floor, where it had fallen when he yanked the sheet off the bed.
Twisting
it around his hand, he raised an eyebrow at her. Alex scrambled to take off her
bra.
“Not
so fast, girl, nice and slow. Give me a show.”
His
grin deepened when she groaned again, but she dutifully reached behind to undo
her clasp. Using her arms, she kept the bra pinned to her side. She then made a
big show of slipping each strap off her shoulder with her index finger. His
eyes darkened further when she shrugged her shoulders. Releasing her grip on
the sides of her bra, she allowed the cups to slip, as she leaned forward.
“Okay,
not that slow. Show me your tits.”
She
giggled at the strain in his voice, then threw her bra over her shoulder with
as much flourish as she could muster. Unfortunately she almost upended the
glass of water on the nightstand in the process. It wobbled precariously,
before it stopped right on the edge. Alex breathed a sigh of relief at the fact
that it didn’t fall.
When
she looked back at Nathanial the warm affection mixed in with amusement gave
her a warm glow inside. Mindful of his instructions, she got back on her knees,
spread her legs as far they went, and grasping one globe each lifted her
breasts up for her Sir’s inspection.
She
caught his smile of approval, before she dropped her gaze to the bed. The
knowledge that she pleased him made her feel ten feet tall inside.
“Such
a good girl. Close your eyes for me. I don’t want you to see, just feel.”
“Yes,
Sir.”
“That’s
my good girl.” She heard the smile in his voice. In the next instant, the bed
dipped. Something soft and silky trailed across the tips of her engorged
nipples. The slight contact sent frissons of excitement down her spine. When
his hot breath ghosted across the sensitive flesh she didn’t even try to stop
her moan.
“That’s
my girl. I want to hear you. I want to hear every little moan and sigh. When I
eat you out, finally allow you to come, I want to hear you scream. Does my
beautiful pet think she can do that for me?”
His
deep, dark voice pulled her under. Alex knew she would have done about
everything for him right now. Her clit pulsed and her internal muscles clenched
in desperate need for his touch, as he resumed the erotic torture of her
nipples with what she assumed must be his tie. He alternated the soft strokes
of the fabric with licks of his tongue. She jumped when he sucked one hardened
peak into his mouth, while torturing the other side with feather light caresses
of his silky tie.
Every
suck and pull from his mouth sent darts of need down to her clit. Her thighs
grew damp, her thong gave up the fight in containing the liquid evidence of her
arousal, and she whimpered in need, pushing her breasts farther into his mouth.
A
sharp swat to her thigh was her
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