Page 61 of Mated To My Boss

My mate gives me one last lingering bite before turning to watch the movie. Nate keeps stealing glances at me while I wait and see if he'll do anything more.

The movie ends up being funnier than we expected, and we both genuinely have a nice time laughing at it. Our bodies still touch occasionally, and each time it’s like a lightning strike.Our night can't end here. I don't want this to be over.

The credits flash on the screen at the end of the movie, and the cinema darkens. I turn to Nate, who’s already facing me. His eyes are fixed on my lips as he bites his. I edge closer to him, stopping just short of his face.

“That was a good movie; we laughed so much,” I whisper.

“Yeah,” he says absently. “It was a decent movie.”

I giggle softly, leaning even closer to him. We're just about to kiss when the theater lights come up, interrupting our moment. I let out a disappointed sigh as Nate stands and offers me his hand.

“It's time to go home,” he says. “I'll drop you off.” We leave the cinema hand in hand.

Nate parks just outside my building, along the curb. I don't wait for Nate to open the door this time, but I smile as he comes over to my side of the car.

“I had such a great time,” I say. “We have to do this again.”

He grins in response as we head to the door. I'm not wrong though, the night has been incredible. I hate that it's about to end, but that's just the way it goes.

We pause at my door, and I take a breath, considering what this invitation means. Not just for tonight, but for us.

The old me would have been desperate for any attention from him, but now I want this for the right reasons, because we've built something real.

I turn to Nate and place a soft kiss on his cheek, close to the edge of his lips. “Our night doesn't have to end here,” I add. “Come inside?”

I see the gears in his head visibly turning. I watch him anxiously, aware that he's about to reject my offer. Suddenly he responds, “Yes.”

Nate kisses me, leading me into the house without breaking the kiss. Now, there's no going back. He closes the door and pushes deeper into our kiss. I taste the sweet flavor of wine that dances on his tongue.

My hands grip his shirt, crushing the fabric when I drag him close to me. By the time we reach my bedroom, the shirt has disappeared.

I suddenly break the kiss, shocking him when I turn around head toward the bed, making sure he sees my hips swaying suggestively. The dress drops to the floor, hopefully entrancing him with the sight of me unclothed.

“My God, you're a vision.”

I beckon him, and he wastes no time. Clothing quickly becomes a bother and we easily take care of that. He lets his pants fall, ensuring nothing stands between his skin and mine.

There's something in the air here. At the hotel, there was fire and passion to do everything fast. It felt like we were on a timer. Now, as Nate traces kisses along my neck, my mate feels like mine.

There's no rush, just a burning desire needing to be fulfilled.

I reach behind me and put my hand on his erection. I turn my head too, kissing him firmly, enjoying the sweetness of his tongue.

I begin to get lost in the pleasure of his hands caressing my breasts. He zones in on my nipples, tugging them and making me moan with pleasure.

I slowly release him and lie down on the bed, belly down. Nate sees me smile as I tease him. He goes down on one knee, spreading my legs.

I gasp when he thrusts his tongue into my wetness. He lifts my hips and laps me up when I begin to moan. Our desires waste no time and give way to desperation. It's clear that we need each other right this very second.

Nate centers his length, grabbing my hips to pull himself into me. I let out a small groan as he enters me. My mate waits for me to breathe while slowly pulling out and going in again.

We find rhythm quickly, like we’ve had before and we know the dance now. I take every thrust he gives me, pushing myself back, wanting more.

“You feel amazing,” I cry. “Oh fuck, I want this. I want this so badly.”

He moves with intent, making every thrust count. Nate goes deeper and deeper into me, forcing sounds I didn't even know I was capable of. “Yes,” I moan. “Oh yes, just like that.”

“I've missed you,” Nate confesses, unable to control himself. “I've missed you so much.”

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