Page 33 of Natalie's Nighthawk

Natalie felt as if she had lost her mind. She’d surprised herself in her boldness. She’d never made the first move before, but when she had placed her hands on his chest and felt all those hard muscles, she needed -desiredto feel them without the cloth barrier. Now she was pressed up against him, shirtless, becoming a mass of goosebumps when he whispered in her ear. She had started this, not knowing how far she could take it, now, she only wanted more.

His lips left her ear and traveled a path to her mouth. She wanted his kisses … furiously. Her heart became a wild thing, reckless, leaping and rushing, obliterating her fears.

His stubble rubbed her skin, but she didn’t care; it felt wonderful, his taste intoxicating. Sweet, like the wine they’d had with dinner. His large hands were everywhere, spreading his heat, smoothing over her skin, and making her writhe against him for more.

As he explored her mouth, he lifted her slightly higher on her toes until her core was nestled around his erection. She groaned, grasping his biceps, the pleasure overwhelming even through clothing. She moved wantonly grinding herself against him.

More. Needing more, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing closer to him, as close as she could. He slid both hands down to her ass and lifted her. She spontaneously wrapped her legs around his hips as he pressed her back up against the wall, his mouth never leaving hers.

She gasped at his hardness, where she most wanted him to be. He trailed his lips down her neck as she distracted herself on his erection, her hips moving of their own accord, grinding against him.

Taking full advantage of her passionate diversion, he pushed the cups of her bra aside, his mouth blazing a path down the slope of her breast. His teeth and lips playful against her nipple, tiny kisses teasing the tight bud. She groaned again and held his head to her breast, her fingers snaking through his thick hair.

Her head back against the wall, she arched her chest closer to the searing heat of his mouth. He pulled a nipple in, teasing it with his tongue, sucking it in deeper. The overwhelming sensation was almost more than she could handle. He kissed a path to her other breast and lavished attention on that nipple as well, nipping gently.

“Oh god, Graham.”

“Is this okay?” he asked. It was beyond okay, heavenly, and amazing, it was every fantasy she’d ever had.

“More than …” she moaned again as his mouth took possession of hers. While her back was anchored against the wall, he reached up and loosened her hair, cradling her head as he devoured her mouth. With her legs still wrapped tightly around his hips, he lowered her to the bed, following her, his weight pressed her to the mattress. As she ran her hands around to his back, she could feel each warm muscle shift as he levered himself up.

His lips explored her, moving to her neck where he found the scar. “Oh, my little chickadee,” he groaned as he attempted to heal the scar with kisses filled with so much tenderness, it brought tears to her eyes.

But she wanted so much more. She moved against him, urging him further. As his mouth made its way steadily lower, his hand reached behind her to release her bra. She watched as the lace sailed over his shoulder, then his wonderful mouth was on her breasts again, bathing each with equal attention as his other hand slid down her stomach. She trembled in anticipation as he slipped under the waistband of her leggings, then cupped her, making her squirm, wanting … needing more.

“Fuck, you are so wet,” he breathed into the valley between her breasts. His words only enhancing the wetness.

Graham parted her innermost folds with his fingers even as his mouth devoured hers again. Then he was slowly pushing a finger inside her. She cried out and threw her head back at the sudden rush. He brushed his thumb over her clit and slid another finger inside. She came instantly, crying out in wonder and he drew out her orgasm until she was a puddle of nerves beneath him.

“Beautiful,” he murmured as his lips met hers again. He was breathing heavily, his pupils wide and his face flushed. And then he smiled. That sinfully sexy smile that melted her insides.

Wow! She sighed. She had never experienced anything as all-consuming. He slipped slightly to her side, his lips nuzzling her neck as she tried in vain to catch her breath. Sliding one arm underneath her shoulders, he turned her to him, his other hand cupping her ass beneath her leggings. He hugged her tight, allowing her to catch her breath.

“Still okay?” he whispered in her ear.

She chuckled softly. “Not sure if that’s the word I would use, it’s much beyond that,” she replied as the sensations still shuddered through her. She’d been so afraid. For four years, she’d kept herself hidden, afraid she’d never be able to feel again. Afraid Erik had done far more damage than the physical scars he’d left her with. Instead, Graham had awakened something inside her she’d thought was long dead and now she wanted more. She put a hand on his chest and gave a soft push following him as he fell to his back. Feeling more daring than she had ever felt, she captured his mouth, her tongue playing with his. He groaned and kissed her back.

Chapter 11

Natalie’shandonhischestwaselectrifying.He’dneverhaveimaginedthathislittlechickadeecouldbesoresponsive.She’dpracticallycomeapartinhisarms,ithadbeenbreathtaking.WatchingNataliecomeundoneforhimhadbeenthemostbeautifulthinghe’deverwitnessed.Andifthatwasasfarasshewouldwanttogo,hewouldhavebeencompletelycontent.Butthenshewaspushinghimover,risingabovehim.Slidingherbodypartiallyonhis,herbreastscrushedagainsthischest,andheknewhewantedmore.Neededmore.

He took pleasure in her daring, her tongue exploring his mouth. He let her take control. Taking her pleasure wherever she wished, including his chest, as her mouth moved over the muscles. She kissed, licked, and nuzzled her way down, long tresses covering his chest, and he plunged his fingers into her hair as she explored the contours of his stomach muscles. Her tiny hand skimmed slowly across his skin to the button on his jeans which she released with a twist of her fingers. Then her hand was on him and he nearly came, biting back a groan as pleasure swamped him.

Her fingers wrapped him, squeezing gently. She swiped her thumb across the tip, spreading the wetness. A groan escaped from his clenched jaw, and he felt her smile as her mouth moved back up his chest. When she was close enough, he grabbed her face and kissed her, devouring her as her magic touch ignited something intense inside him.

Graham took control as he flipped her over onto her back, kissing his way down her body, his tongue diving into her navel as she writhed beneath him. Grabbing the waistband of her leggings and panties, he stripped her of the garments in one quick motion.

She was gloriously naked, and she didn’t try to cover herself as her green gaze boldly met his. The darkness of her pupils nearly eradicated the fascinating color, her face shone with a passionate flush.

“So beautiful,” he breathed. He stood to quickly shed his shoes and his pants, and she held her arms out to welcome him back to the warmth of her amazing body. In her arms, it felt like coming home. She was as brilliant as the North Star, steering him home. Maybe, just maybe, the compass had been trying to guide him to her all along.

Graham wanting to go slowly, to give her more pleasure as he gathered her in his arms, he slowed their kisses, drawing them out. He reached a hand down to cup her moist heat again, his fingers quickly finding the little nub that drove her mad. Grinning as she gasped her pleasure, he started to kiss his way down her delectable body. Over her breasts, down over the smoothness of her stomach, dipping his tongue into her navel. His hand tormented her with bliss and as he slipped two fingers inside her, she arched her body, crying out his name.

He moved lower still. His fingers plied deep inside her core until he settled himself between her legs, his mouth finding her soft heat. He flicked his tongue across her clit, curling his fingers to find that elusive spot.

“You taste so good.” Like the purest honey. Natalie choked back a near scream as she writhed against his mouth. Graham sucked her clit, flicking his tongue around and around until she lost control. Her hips bucked against him wildly, and he placed his arm across her abdomen to hold her as he continued to strengthen her need. Feasting on her, mouth and fingers working in tandem, he felt her body tense until she erupted. She cried out his name again as she came; the sound giving him more satisfaction than he could ever have imagined.

He kissed his way back up her body as he drew out her pleasure. He wanted to be inside her. Needed to be inside her like he needed his next breath. “Tell me you still want this. Tell me you want more,” he breathed, straining to hold off the longing that threatened to overcome him.

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