Page 51 of Queen Rose

Aria

Not here.Panic rises within me. I can’t have sex with Nate in this bed where Conner has assaulted me time and time again. I can’t. I won’t taint what Nate and I have with what Conner has done.

I blink, realizing that Nate is studying me—has been studying me—with a front-row seat to my freak-out.

“Hey. That’s fine with me.” He holds out his big, strong hand—a hand that has never hurt me. And I take it, trying to hide from him everything that’s bubbling up inside of me. Everything I don’t want to give voice to. Everything that will ruin everything.

He stands from kneeling and helps me off the bed. My heart pounds viciously, thrashing so hard in my chest I’m afraid it’s going to stop. Like I’m going to have a heart attack or something. As Nate leads me to my en suite, I glance back at the bed. A shudder wracks my body. I need to get myself under control, or he’s going to know something is really wrong.

Inside the bathroom, Nate boosts me onto the counter, stepping between my parted legs. “Where were we?” He wraps one arm around my waist, supporting me, and cups the back of my head with the other. He leans in, lips brushing over mine, coaxing me to open my mouth for him.

I return his kisses, loving the way his hands slide over my body, as if he’s memorizing every inch of me.

“I’m fucking liking this mirror behind you a whole lot. I like opening my eyes and seeing your bare ass on the counter. Like seeing me with you.” His voice is husky and deep and full of desire.

A breath shudders from me as he bends at the waist to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. “There’s a mirror behind you, too.” I stare at the reflection, leaning back on my hands for support and wondering if that girl who is pink-cheeked from the pleasure being bestowed upon her could actually be me.

Nate growls, kissing across my chest to the other breast. He lavishes it with attention. I watch the erotic show playing out in the mirror in front of me. It’s like porn. Only it’s me and Nate. A wave of heated lust sweeps through me. I yearn for him and everything he’s about to do to me. I want it all. And I want it from him and him alone.

His lips coast down farther, brushing over my belly, then nipping at my hip, before he sinks his teeth into the tender skin of my inner thigh. Our eyes connect, and I shiver, my mouth dropping open as he licks over the spot he’s bitten. “Y-yesss,” I stutter and moan. There’s something in the way he’s looking at me that makes me think he likes putting his mark on me. Staking his claim. My mind darts to Conner and how mad he’ll be if he finds Nate’s love bite on me. But then resolve flashes through me. I don’t care. I don’t fucking care. I want Nate to keep doing what he’s doing. I want to know what it’s like to be loved like this.

I pull my focus back to Nate, where he’s busy dropping open-mouthed kisses all over my legs before moving back to my stomach, circling so close to where I want him I could cry. Just when I think he’s going to tease me forever, he lowers to his knees, his face level with my pussy, and helps me prop my feet on the edge of the counter, spreading me wide open. Oh, God. My breath hitches, and my eyes widen as I look beyond his head at our reflection. I tremble, a quiet whimper leaving my lips. Every moan from Nate while I went down on him resulted in my panties getting wetter and wetter. I never knew pleasuring someone else could be such a turn on, but there you have it. And now I can see what he’s done to me.

“You okay?” he rasps, voice gritty and low as he looks up at me.

I nod rapidly. “Yes. I just haven’t… um, no one has ever really looked at me like this. In the light, I mean.” Now that he’s on his knees, his head partially blocking my view, I only get glimpses of everything he’s seeing up close and personal. But what I do see has a surge of desire rushing through my body and a delicious throbbing pulsing between my legs. Oh man. I’m pink and swollen, and I actually feel myself growing wetter. Almost like it’s dripping from me. And looking again in the mirror, I think maybe it is. My face flushes red, and there’s a weird buzzing in my ears. I have to remind myself to breathe.

“You have nothing to worry about.” Nate lifts one finger and drags it slowly through my arousal. “So pretty and pink.”

“And wet?”

“Yep. For me.” He brings his arousal-soaked finger up to my clit and rubs it around in circles.

“Oh. God.” My hips buck toward him of their own accord, the sensation near blinding in intensity. Only I’m not blind. I can see it all happening right there in the mirror.

He dips his head, swiping his tongue over every inch of me, using it to lick me in ways I never dreamed of. A deep, guttural groan bubbles up from his throat. “I want you to watch yourself fall apart. Watch yourself tremble and shake and come undone on my tongue.” He leans in and delivers one long, languorous lick through my folds, ending with a flick over my clit. “Promise you won’t close your eyes.”

I have no words. I nod, panting, the anticipation almost too much. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d ever be splayed out on the counter in front of a mirror, watching someone do all the sexy, dirty things Nate’s doing to me.

He grips the back of my thighs, pushing me open wider, then eats my pussy like a starving man. He relishes every bit of me, licking and sucking and biting until I’m coming out of my skin, climbing so high, I’m terrified of shattering into a million pieces.

In the reflection, Nate’s head is buried between my legs. As his tongue licks inside my body, I watch my mouth drop open and my eyes glaze over with passion. My body begins to rock against his face as he covers the hood of my sex with his mouth and sucks hard. He fingers my entrance, sliding around it, and when he finally pushes into me, I cry out a string of undecipherable words.

I feel him chuckle, more than I hear it. He gazes at me, sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy. His pupils are dilated, and fuck if it’s not gratifying to know that what he’s doing to me is turning him on, too.

Oh, God. I can feel it. So close.The orgasm is right there on the horizon, and I think it very well might kill me. Tension coils in my lower belly so tightly, I gasp. And when I lock eyes on the reflection of the girl in the mirror, the truth is there. She and I are both about to spin out of control, veering right over the edge of a damn cliff and crashing down the side of the mountain we’ve been climbing.

“Nate. Nate. Nate.” His name is a chant as he takes me higher and higher.

“Fuck, baby. Come for me. I know you’re close.” He growls against my pussy and all that tension begins to unfurl as I shake, the orgasm surging and pulsing and throbbing through me. Intense heat washes over me as I watch myself come. Nate grunts as my hips rock against his face, completely out of my control. “I love the way you taste.” He slides his tongue all over every inch of my core. “You could fuck my face every goddamn day, and I’d never get enough of your sweet, sweet pussy.” He licks me again and again, like he means exactly what he says. Finally, he kisses my clit once more and stands, looking down at me. “How about a shower?”

My body continues to quake in the aftermath of everything Nate just did to me, and I close my eyes for a second to make an attempt at calming my racing heart. Finally, I nod. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

He helps me off the counter and stops to kiss me before letting me lead him by the hand over to the shower. I turn it on but don’t really know what I intend to happen next. I push up on my toes, resting my hands on his biceps, and kiss the curve of his jaw.

He groans, rasping, “Come here,” as he tugs me closer, holding onto my hips. His dick is hot and hard against my belly, and he rubs our lips together for a few seconds before his tongue slips into my mouth again.

I could kiss this guy forever, but especially while we’re both naked. I’m beginning to climb again, every cell of my body lighting up and aware of Nate and how he makes me feel. “Let’s get in the shower.”

“Aria!” A loud banging on the door to my bedroom accompanies the shout.

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