Page 94 of Unexpected Forever
“Good.” One large hand nudges me and I bend over, my hands braced on the chair, baring my core to him.
He groans. “I have to warn you now, Charley. I don’t have it in me right now to do anything but fuck you.”
I press my back against him and wiggle my ass. “I need to be fucked, Nate.”
“I’m going to be so deep in this pussy, you’re going to feel me for days.” He runs a hand down my spine, making me arch my back like a cat.
Without warning, he slaps one ass cheek. The unexpected sting causes me to yelp, and desire courses through me. He caresses the spot, soothing my hot skin, making me moan.
“Hmm…your ass. Damn, it’s a work of art.”
The head of his cock slides easily against my folds and I jerk at the contact. In the next breath, Nate is sheathed inside me, and I cry out as he stretches and fills me.
It’s a delicious combination of pleasure and pain.
“You good?”
“I am so good,” I say between pants.
Nate winds my hair around his fist, causing my head to fall back. At the same time, he pulls out and slams into me. I arch my back and push back against him, wanting more.
My whole world narrows down to Nate and me. “Yes, Nate. Fuck me.”
He grips my hips with both hands and thrusts into me over and over, my orgasm building each time.
Then he changes the angle so he bottoms out with each thrust. No man has ever been able to hit my G-spot from behind.
Delirious with lust, I worry I might not survive my next orgasm.
Nate leans forward, covering my back, his cock deep in me. He reaches around and flicks my clit.
That’s all it takes before I explode.
“Oh my God…yes!”
“Come on my cock, baby.”
He lifts back up and grips both hips, pounding into me as I clench around him. “Fuck me, Charley. You feel amazing.”
One last deep thrust and he stills, a guttural moan deep in his throat, his hips against my ass as his release spills inside me. I lower my forehead to the chair and try to catch my breath as he continues to twitch and grind against me.
His forehead drops onto the center of my back, his hands still wrapped around my hips.
We stay like that for a few moments, trying to regain our breath.
When he pulls out and steps away, I immediately miss him wrapped around me. He’s back a few moments later, cleaning me gently with a warm cloth.
I’m weak in the knees, but Nate’s strong arm wraps around my waist and I’m pulled up against his chest. With a tenderness that shoots right to my heart, he kisses the side of my neck.
“Feel better?” His deep voice is a rumble against my skin.
I smile and burrow against him. “Much better. Thank you.”
“Anytime,” he says, wrapping his other arm around me. “If you need me, I’m here.”
I twist around in his arms and twine mine around his neck. “I appreciate it.”
His hands roam from my waist down to my ass, where he cups my bare cheeks. “Hungry? I can make that disgusting burrito you love so much.”
