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“I need you,” he says, kissing along my jaw.

“You have me.”

My response earns me a low, possessive growl, and the next thing I know, I'm being tossed onto my bed.

Nate rips off his shirt, and I sit up to run my hands along his exposed skin, down to the waistband of his sweats. I tug at the strings and slide them down his legs, his erection springing free. He reaches for the hem of my shirt and lifts it over my head, then in one swift move, unhooks and removes my bra.

Licking my lips, I grip onto him and tease his tip with my tongue. Eventually, taking him deeper, he lets out a loud groan of satisfaction.

“You look so damn perfect,” he says as I stare up at him from the edge of my bed. Nate’s hand goes to the back of my head, where he tangles his fingers into my hair.

The strong hold has me shifting my legs as an ache builds between my thighs. I take him even deeper, and I gag slightly as he hits the back of my throat.

“Open up for me, BB. Let me fuck this gorgeous mouth of yours.”

Holy shit, this man.

I relax my throat as much as I can. “That’s it, baby. Fuuuck, just like that.”

He continues to gently rock his hips in time with my mouth as I stroke and suck his thick cock. My free hand goes to the waist of my leggings, and I shift slightly so I can slide them off, desperate to touch myself.

Nate notices my attempts to remove my pants and pulls out of my mouth with a smirk. “You’re a needy little thing tonight, aren’t you?” He lifts me from under my arms and slides me up the bed, kneeling between my legs.

“I need you to touch me, fuck me…anything. I'm dying,” I pant, unashamed to ask him for what I want.

He pulls off my leggings, then spreads my thighs wide and stares at me. I whimper with need as he trails a knuckle through my wet pussy. Lifting his coated finger, he sucks it into his mouth.

“Baby, you’re dripping for me. Look at how eager your pussy is for my cock. Is that what you want?”

“Please, yes,” I beg, and he glides the head of his cock through my core, wetting the tip. Wrapping my legs around his torso, I keep him exactly where I need him to be, and he slowly slides himself inside.

I moan when he bottoms out. Filling me completely, I relish the feel of him, of us being tangled up in each other.

His hips rock at a steady pace as I writhe, my hands grasping for anything to hold on to. My headboard hits the walls with loud thumps from his forceful thrusts. The noise pulls me out of the moment, and Nate grabs a pillow from my bed to shove it between the bed and the wall to stop the sound. But then he pauses his thrusts.

I look at him, puzzled, as he reaches above me once again. This time, he comes back with my pink vibrator. The one I definitely forgot to stash away this morning.

He turns the toy on a low speed and places it against my clit. I jolt at the sensation.

“Tell me, BB. Did you use this before or after you sent me that photo today?”

As if trying to fuck the answer out of me, he thrusts again.

“Ahh. Be-before,” I pant. My body tenses with overwhelming sensation while Nate lets out a deep groan as my pussy clenches around him.

“Did my girl wake up aching for me?” His hips slam into me relentlessly as he turns the speed up on the toy. Both of us chase the orgasm we know is not far from reach.

“Yes… Fuck, Nate. I was such a needy slut. Desperate to come for you.”

He growls once more, and then he lets me have it. His hand covers mine and signals for me to hold on to the toy as he grips both my ankles.

His pounding thrusts fill me completely, and I moan so loud I'm sure every single one of my neighbors hears me.

“I love that you ache for my cock to fill this needy pussy as much as I do.”

Slam.

“ThatImake you a needy slut, just for me.”

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