Chapter 25 – cat #2
“I’m close,” I moan. My thighs shake around his face, and I feel him shift me right before he plunges a finger into my core.
The sudden intrusion pushes me over the edge, my orgasm erupting through me and making my vision go white.
The world ceases to exist except for Nate’s hands on my hips and his mouth still working against me.
I’m still floating back down to earth as Nate repositions me so I’m lying underneath him. He cradles my face in his hands, gazing down at me like I’m his salvation.
“I need to be inside you, Kitten. Let me have you.”
“Yes,” I whisper.
The broad head of his cock pushes against my opening. He pushes gently, not fully entering me but letting my arousal trickle down on his shaft. Our eyes lock together, and I’m overwhelmed by the pure want I see in his.
We’ve been building toward this for so long, and now we’re right on the precipice. However things with Nate end, I’m going to remember this night forever.
I press my lips softly against his just as he pushes the wide head of cock inside me, stretching me to accommodate his girth.
“Color?” The question comes out a groan through his teeth and I know it’s taking everything in him to take this slow.
I love that I do that to him.
“Pink,” I breathe, wriggling my hips, trying to inch him in deeper.
My nails dig into his back muscles as I adjust to the invasion, my whole body feeling like it’s rearranging to fit him as he slips in inch by inch, giving tiny thrusts that send sparks into every one of my nerve endings.
It doesn’t just feel good to have him inside me once he’s all the way in. It feels life-changing.
The pressure of him in my core makes my eyes roll back and as he flexes his hips against me, gaining another impossible inch, he finds where I bottom out, hitting a spot that’s so good I see stars.
I clutch at him, sucking air in through my teeth, my body alive with the feel of him so deep inside it.
He kisses me gently as my inner muscles relax. “Still pink, Kitten?”
I nod against his mouth with a whine, but he waits until I tilt my hips to grind my swollen clit against him to start moving.
“Does it hurt?” he asks, and I swear I see a flash of vulnerability in his eyes.
I nod and kiss the corner of his mouth. “It hurts so fucking good.”
His eyes widen. “Please.” I shift against him. “I need you to move. I need you to—”
I don’t finish before he eases back, giving me the strong stroke of his cock that I crave.
“Yes.” The word is a growl on my lips. “Give me everything, Nate.”
He bares his teeth in feral pleasure, groaning as he snaps his hips forward, making me gasp. Then he’s pulling out a few inches before thrusting again, harder.
I inhale sharply as my pussy pulses around him. There’s nothing soft about the way he’s fucking me, but I love it. I want him to mark me. To claim me.
“God, Kitten,” he says in a shuddering groan that makes me impossibly more turned on. “You feel so good.”
I bury my face in his neck as he picks up speed, pounding his cock into me. My sensitive clit pulses with every stroke and pleasure coils inside me as he makes no secret of enjoying the feel of me.
“Nate!”
“That’s it, Kitten, say my name. Let the world know how much you love this cock inside you.”
He fucks me harder.
“Nate!”
He grunts, getting off on my pleasure.
“It’s so good,” I croak. “So deep.”
I feel my orgasm start to build again, my back arching off the table. “Please. Yes. Please, Nate.”
“Oh, don’t worry, Kitten. I’m not stopping. Not a fucking chance. Let me see those pretty eyes roll.”
I moan, meeting his strokes with a tilt of my hips. There’s no trace of the cool, guarded man I first met in the elevator. He’s completely open, his desire and pleasure written in hard, shadowed lines all over his face. I cup it in my hands, drinking in the passion there.
Nate pushes himself up so he can look down at where we’re joined as he continues his merciless thrusts between my legs, each snap of his hips a wet slap that echoes in the room around us.
“Incredible,” he says softly. “You’re taking me so well, Kitten.”
The praise threatens to send me over the edge, like a cord being pulled taut. Any second, I’ll snap—and I want to take Nate with me.
“Oh god,” I whine. “I’m close. Come with me.”
His gray eyes are warm when he looks into mine. “You want that, my good girl? You want me to come in this pussy?”
“Yes!”
His gaze turns primal, eyes blazing hot despite the glacial color.
“Come inside me,” I gasp. “I want to feel it, Nate.”
He kisses me roughly, and I feel it in every inch of my body how my words have undone him. His thrusts turn frantic, finding a spot that’s even deeper, and I scream as my orgasm wrecks me.
“Fuck!”
I feel the burst of heat when he spills inside me, pushing my orgasm to new heights.
I’m just floating in the storm, breaking apart into a million scattering pieces. Maybe I’ll never come completely back together.
But as long as Nate keeps a piece of me, I don’t think I’ll mind.
Nate pulls me to him, holding me as he kisses my face and neck softly, making me feel safe and treasured as we pant, and he pulses inside of me.
I breathe in the scent of his skin and sigh, shivering as the last tremors of my orgasm fade.
I turn and press a kiss to Nate’s chest. “Would it be okay if I stayed the night?”
“I don’t know, Kitten,” he teases. “I’d be breaking another rule.”
I nuzzle up closer to him and bite my lip. “I’ll make it worth the rule you break.”
Nate chuckles. “Oh, Miss Daniels…it’s cute that you thought I’d actually let you leave. I’m nowhere near finished with you yet.”
In a smooth movement, he gets to his feet and yanks me over his shoulder. I yelp as my center of gravity spirals.
“Hey! I can walk, you know.”
“Not by the time I’m done with you,” he says darkly, carrying me toward his bedroom.