Chapter 6 Nathan
CHAPTER SIX
NATHAN
I slide deep into her tight pussy, slowly breaching the last barrier between us, and her inner walls clamp down around my cock, causing all my thoughts to scatter.
I’ve pictured this a million times, but nothing, not even my overactive imagination, could’ve prepared me for the way she feels.
She’s hot, slick, and so goddamn tight that, for a second, I wonder if I’ll embarrass myself and come way the fuck too soon.
She gasps into my neck, her warm breath fanning across my skin, and I have to stop moving so I don’t actually black out.
I brace on both sides of her, digging my fists into the mattress for traction, and suck in air like I just sprinted a mile.
Her hair spills everywhere, her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are bright and blue and looking up at me like I’m the answer to a question she’s been asking her whole life.
Fuck. I’ve been a goddamn idiot to wait this long to make her mine.
I try to say her name, but it comes out as a groan. “Roni. Jesus.”
She wriggles underneath me, wrapping her legs around my hips. “Nathan, move,” she begs, and I swear to God I see stars.
It’s enough to break me out of my trance.
I start to thrust, gentle at first, but her nails rake down my back, and she arches up, desperate, and then all bets are off.
She’s not fragile; she’s as fucking feral as I am.
I give her what she wants, deep and hard, and her mouth drops open in a silent scream.
My control is dangling by a thread, but I’m determined to make this last.
She clings to me with this mix of hunger and trust that makes my chest ache. When I lean down to kiss her, she moans into my mouth, biting my lower lip until I hiss. It’s perfect. She’s so goddamn perfect. I can’t get enough of her.
The second she bites my lip, I lose my mind.
I pick up the pace, driving into her in long, deep strokes that have her clutching at my back like she’s about to get dragged under by a current.
I brace myself on one hand and use the other to cup the back of her head, tilting her up so I can see every goddamn thing she’s feeling.
She’s making these little noises that I swear are going to be the cause of my death.
She stares up at me with those huge blue eyes, pupils blown wide, and lips red from my kisses. “Nathan,” she gasps. Her voice is a fucking weapon. I almost come right then and there, but I grit my teeth and hold on.
I want to make this last. I want it burned into her memory forever.
I slam into her again, watching her tits bounce with every thrust, and holy shit, I’m obsessed. I drag a hand up her side, squeezing her tit so I get an even better view. Fuck. I want to make her fall apart for me. I want her to know she’s mine.
Roni’s head tips back, hair a wild mess against the pillow. Her eyes roll, and she lets out the filthiest little moan, clutching at my shoulders like she’s trying to anchor herself to reality.
“Jesus, you feel incredible,” I grit out, voice low and completely wrecked. My girl. She’s been my fucking girl since the first moment I laid eyes on her, but I was too goddamn stupid to act on my feelings.
She shudders beneath me, legs locked tight around my hips. I want everything in this room to smell like her. I want to wreck her so thoroughly she knows she’s mine forever.
My cock throbs so hard it’s a miracle I haven’t come already. But I’m determined. I slam into her again, hips snapping, and she screams my name. I want to hear it again.
I slam back into her with everything I’ve got, and the sound she makes is pure fucking music. Roni’s body tightens around my cock, milking me, her tits pressed against my chest as she clings to me like she’ll fly apart if I let go.
I’m obsessed. Completely gone. I reach down between us, fingers searching for her clit. The second I touch her, she loses her goddamn mind.
She arches off the bed, blue eyes rolling back, mouth open in a wild, perfect moan.
Her pussy clamps down so hard on me that I know I’ll have a goddamn bruise on my dick, but I don’t care.
I can’t stop, won’t stop. I rub her clit with tight little circles, relentless, loving the way she shudders and begs for more.
When she comes on my cock, shaking and screaming my name like I’m the only thing in her universe, my heart slams against my rib cage. Fuck me.
I’m so goddamn close I can barely see straight.
My hands shake as I keep rubbing Roni’s clit, determined to make her come again before I lose my shit and explode inside her.
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted—all soft skin, flushed cheeks, and those perfect tits bouncing every time I drive my cock deeper.
She moans my name like it’s the only word she remembers while her fingernails dig little half-moon marks into my back. I never knew pain could feel this fucking good. Sweat drips down my jaw as I brace myself and pound into her so hard the goddamn headboard knocks against the wall.
“More, Nathan, don’t stop,” she begs, and holy hell, that’s all I need to hear.
I grab her leg and sling it over my shoulder, opening her up even wider.
The angle is so intense we both gasp. I lose all sense of rhythm and just fuck her like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do.
My cock pistons into her so deep and hard I can’t tell where the pleasure ends and the torture begins.
Roni’s body tightens, legs shaking, and she lets out this desperate, primal sound that makes my balls draw up tight.
I grit my teeth and slam into her again. Again. Faster. Her tits bounce, hair wild against my pillow, cheeks flushed so red they practically glow. Every single thrust sets off a new wave of aftershocks up my spine. I’m so fucking obsessed.
“Oh God, Nathan, right there, don’t stop!” she cries, voice wrecked and perfect.
I curl an arm around her back and lift her right off the mattress, keeping her locked tight to my chest as I pound into her. She’s shaking now, and the tiny, needy noises she makes are going to haunt me for the rest of my damn life. I’m fucking obsessed.
I can’t get enough of her. I want to eat her, wreck her, worship her—all at the same time.
Her body is shaking, and the look in her eyes makes all the blood in my body rush straight to my goddamn cock. I can barely breathe. My skin is slick with sweat, and hers is even softer under my hands, hot and wild and made just for me.
I fuck her harder, faster, pounding into her like I’ve lost my goddamn mind. Her curvy body bounces with every thrust. Her hair is everywhere, wild and tangled, exactly how I want it. Exactly how I want her.
I watch her face as she falls apart for me. I want to memorize every single second.
“Fuck, Roni, I need you so bad,” I grit out, and my voice sounds like I’ve run a goddamn marathon. I barely hang on as her perfect pussy squeezes the life out of me. I slam into her again, determined to give her everything she’s ever wanted. My hips jerk out of rhythm. I’m so close I can taste it.
Roni’s body shakes, and she lets out this raw, desperate moan that short-circuits my entire fucking brain. I feel her come apart around my cock, clenching so tightly, I lose it completely.
I shout her name as I come, balls tightening, filling her so deeply I hope it takes.
I want to mark her, ruin her, make sure there’s never a single part of her that isn’t mine.
Maybe it’s crazy, but the idea of getting her pregnant right now?
Fucking perfect. I want it. I want her swollen with my baby, our future starting tonight.
I keep pumping into her, not stopping until every drop is buried deep inside.
Mine. Always. Now, I just need to make sure she sees it the same way.