by Eve R. Hart
As I was talking all I could think about was Nate. And more specifically, doing all those things to him.
“You use everything you’ve got. Take it in deeper every time. All the while, looking into the guy’s eyes just to let him know this is all for him. Watching how much he’s enjoying it. Taking in what is good and what does nothing for him. Then you lightly massage the balls. With each bob, you suck a little harder until that moment when his dick starts to throb in between your lips. Right when he’s about to explode, you push down as far as you can go. Hold for a second. Then pull back enough to run circles on the underside of his head as the last little bit comes out. And you get to finally taste him.”
I pulled myself out of my trance and then it hit me. What had I done? I cleared my throat and shook my head as I took in my surroundings. Thank God, that no one else had walked up and listened in. Bocca, Brand, and Chris were staring at me wide-eyed with a slight look of pain in the face. Chris shifted uncomfortably and I could tell he was adjusting himself. I let out a nervous laugh and sent him an apologetic look.
“Yes, you should teach a class. I volunteer to be your dummy body,” Bocca finally said after a long stretched out silence.
“Oh, I bet you would just love that.” I swatted him on the arm playfully. “Me sucking your dick in front of a room full of women eager to learn.” I rolled my eyes.
Someone cleared their throat behind me and I jumped. I turn around and my nose brushed up against a hard chest. I craned my neck to see who it was, even though I knew by the unique smell it was Nate. I wondered how long he had been standing there.
“Yep. I’m gone,” Bocca said. I heard the rushed scraping of stools sliding on the floor. Great, they all left me to deal with him on my own.
“And why would you be doing that to Bocca?” His face was hard and I could tell he wasn’t amused.
“We were… ugh. It was a joke.” I threw my hands up in frustration.
“Joke?” His tone let me know he didn’t find anything funny about it.
“Yeah, I was telling them how a woman should give a man a blowjob. How it shouldn’t be like some chore they have to do. You know, if you do it right both people can get enjoyment out of it. I mean…” My words came out rushed. “They were joking around and said I should teach a class… there. Happy now?”
“And how should it go?” He asked. His eyes were heavy-lidded as he looked down at me.
“I’m not going to explain it all again. You missed out, sorry.” I was not sorry. He bent down, his mouth was right next to my ear. My heart raced and my palms started to sweat. A fire burned through me and my panties were soaked.
“I don’t want you to tell me,” he growled in my ear. “My office, now.” He turned and took long strides back through the hallway. I looked around and noticed that no one was looking. Whether it was on purpose or not, I wasn’t sure. I made causal steps in the direction after Nate, biting my lip to hold back a smile the whole time.
I opened the door and he was leaned against the front of the desk, arms crossed and legs wide. I slipped in and made a show of locking the door behind me. This time I was going to get to taste him. I wouldn’t let him stop me. I dropped to my knees and looked up at him as I opened his pants. I shifted the sides back and forth a little until his pants were halfway down his butt. I needed them out of the way like five minutes ago. His cock sprung free and I wrapped my hand around it. I gave it a few pumps before I showed him everything I had talked about. I sucked him like it was the best thing I had ever done before. Because, if I was honest, it was. I loved being with him. Touching him. Watching that heated look cloud over his eyes when he looked at me. Knowing it was all me. I loved it all.
By the time he was ready to blow, I was a wet, moaning mess. He filled my mouth and I swallowed. It was salty, musky, and almost sweet. And I drank every last drop.
I let him slide out of my mouth with a slowness that let him know I wasn’t ready to let him go. He fell to his knees in front of me. I couldn’t help but smile. He gripped the back of my hair and pushed his lips to mine in for a deep, heated kiss. After a while, he pulled away from me and rested his forehead on mine. We were both panting and the air was thick around us.
“Fuck, Rea.” His eyes closed for a brief moment. “My house after you close.” He stood up and held out a hand for me. After I got to my feet, he tucked himself back in and righted his clothes. He pulled me in for one last, quick kiss then walked out.
I stayed in the office for a few minutes trying to calm myself down. I had just brought that man to his knees and I loved every second of it. I loved his reactions. I loved the passion he gave me at the end. The kiss that showed me what was to come. And I knew there was no way I was going to turn it down.
The rest of the night was quick to go by. Thank God. Pretty sure my cheeks burned bright pink every time Nate looked at me. There was a darkness of desire in his eyes that melted me to the core. My panties were soaked and I couldn’t think of anything other than the two of us naked and sweaty.
Everyone left sometime after one in the morning. I blew out a long breath as I started cleaning up the bar area. Chris was out on the floor straightening up. Nate came behind the bar and I smiled up at him. I knew I had another half hour of cleaning up to do, but I was so ready to be done.
“I gotta run something by the club. Should be at the house by the time you guys get done.” He said low and close to my ear.
I nodded, still smiling up at him. He placed a light kiss on my cheek, then pulled back and looked deep into my eyes for a moment. I wasn’t sure what was going on. Did he change his mind? If so then why was he telling me he would be home? I started to panic. I didn’t know what to do. I wondered if I should open my mouth and tell him never mind about the whole thing. Before I could say anything, he was walking away. After the door closed behind him, I let out an unsatisfied sigh.
“You do know that like everyone knows there is something up with you two, right?” Chris said in an amused tone. I shot him a look of disdain. He held up his hands in surrender. “We’re all waiting for the moment when you both to get your heads out of your asses.”
“It’s not like that.” I shrugged.
In truth, I didn’t know what it was. I honestly didn’t know the first thing to say about it. Hell, I didn’t even know how Nate felt about me. I got that he liked some things about me. And there were a lot of things I liked about him. But for the most part, I felt like we pissed each other off more than anything.
“You’re good for him,” he said, turning serious. “And that man right there,” he pointed through the door Nate walked out, “would walk through hell and back for you. It’s written all over his face every time he looks at you. Which, in my book, makes him the best damn thing for you.”
“You sound like Nan.” I gave him a playful eye roll.
“Smart woman.”
“If we are for meant for each other, now is not that time,” I said with a little sigh.
“You know he isn’t getting any younger,” he said with a pointed look. I laughed and hit him on the shoulder.
“Oh, I’ll be sure to tell him you said that.” I winked.
“No, no. Please don’t. I’m pretty fond of my nuts.” He cupped a protective hand over his junk. “I got this. You get on to where you are going.” He winked at me and I knew there was no denying what was about to happen. I gave him a quick hug and darted off. We had done most of the clean-up, so I didn’t feel all that bad leaving.
I pulled up into Nan’s driveway and saw Nate walking over like he was waiting for me. He opened my car door and I got out. The air was hot and sticky. There was a slight warm breeze that rustled the leaves in the trees around us, filling the silence of the night.
“Scared I was going to run inside and leave you hanging?” I asked in a playful tone.
“Yes.” His tone was serious. I blinked up at him a little shocked. “You can go if you want to.” He almost had this shy boyish charm going on. Lik
e he wasn’t sure about how I felt, but he wanted me to stay.
“There were unsaid promises… I’m not letting you get out of it that easy.” I saw his lip twitch, he wanted to smile, and I knew it. Before he could say anything else, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. “So, unless you want to get naked right here and give the whole neighborhood a show, I suggest you take me inside right now.”
He growled and grabbed my hand. We darted across the yard and up the stairs to his porch. He pushed open the door and yanked me inside before pushing it shut. My back hit the door and then he was on me. He kissed me with such force I felt like my lips were bruised. I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed him back with equal passion.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Loch
I pulled back and took a moment to look at Reagan while I calmed myself down. I wanted this to last. It had been too fucking long since the last time I’d been inside her.
I planted one last, soft kiss on her lips before threading my fingers through hers and headed up the stairs. I took my time with each step, loving the feeling of her soft palm against mine. Once we were inside of my bedroom, I cupped her face and brought it to mine. I made sure this kiss was slower, almost painfully so. I bounced off of her soft, plump lips, occasionally nibbling her bottom one.
My hands slid under her shirt, my fingertips grazing over her skin. She shivered and I smiled against her mouth. Her arms went up as I pulled her shirt off then tossed it aside. My fingers danced all over her skin as I kissed her neck. Her breathing sped up and I could feel her pulse under her skin. I unclasped her bra and let it slide to the floor. As I took one of her hard nipples into my mouth she wrapped her arms around my head. Her fingers threaded through my short hair.
“Nate,” she moaned my name in a breathless whisper.
I sucked her nipple harder, running my tongue in circles around the stiff peak. She clawed at my shirt and I stood up to remove it. She reached for my belt and I swatted her hand away. She looked up at me, confused, like a little puppy. I wanted this to be about her. I was more than willing to wait, even if I was hard and throbbing behind the zipper of my pants.
I unbuttoned her shorts with one hand while pushing the other inside her panties. She was wet, her panties soaked. I had a feeling she had been that way all night. And I knew it was all for me. I pulled down her shorts and panties, then removed her shoes. Standing back to my full height, my eyes raked over her whole body. I wanted to memorize everything. Every bump, dip, shadow, and curve. She was, by far, the sexiest woman I’d ever seen.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” I said low and deep. Even with only the moonlight spilling in through the windows I could see her blush. I smiled as my lips descended on hers again. With tentative fingers, she reached for my pants again and this time I let her. She broke the kiss to push my pants down. Once we were both standing there naked, she ran her fingers all over my body. I closed my eyes for a second at the warmth of her touch.
I’d never simply loved the touch of a woman. I’d never wanted to take my time with someone before. That was all I wanted to do with Reagan. I wanted time with her and I never wanted it to end.
She looked up at me and smiled as she bit the side of her bottom lip. Then she turned around and crawled up the bed, giving me a perfect shot of her ass and glistening pussy. I growled in the back of my throat and followed behind her. My hands slid up the sides of her body and up her arms. I moved her hands to the top of the headboard and wrapped my fingers around her to grip the edge. Her legs inched wider apart as I let go of her hands and moved in closer to her; the head of my cock bouncing at her entrance. I ran my finger down her spine and she arched further at my touch. Her head bent back as she let out a desperate moan.
“Please, Nate. I need you now,” she breathed out.
I grabbed my cock and ran it around the outside of her entrance. Fuck, I couldn’t get over how wet she was for me. And fucking hot she looked arched and waiting for me. Her body rocked back desperate to get me inside of her. I circled the head of my cock against her clit a few times before lining myself up right where we both wanted. Her body shook and pulsed with need.
“Tell me what you want, Rea.” My voice was gravely as I tried to regain my control. I wanted to push inside her and fuck us both into a coma. I wanted to feel her tighten and come around me right that second. But more than any of that, I wanted to us to enjoy this night like we would never get another. Because in the back of my mind, I was never sure if I would have Reagan again.
“You, Nate, I need to feel you inside of me,” she moaned out. Her words hit deep somewhere inside of me. The way she said it. The words she used. I pushed into her. Her pussy drenched and pulling me in as far as I could go. I let out a long breath of air as her tight pussy clenched around me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I said, my voice deep and strained. I leaned over and kissed up the back of her neck as I started slowly pumping in and out of her. Her back arched even more and moaned into the silent space. It was quickly becoming my favorite sound. One that I never wanted to forget and always wanted to hear.
I buried my nose in her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, as I continued to move in and out. My hands wrapped around her hips as she started to move with me in perfect rhythm.
“More,” she breathed out. “I need more, Nate. Oh, God, please.”
Her begging broke all of my control. I quickened my thrusts, gripping her a little harder. Her body slammed back into mine every time I pushed forward to bury myself deep inside of her. Her hands had a death grip on the headboard and I could see her knuckles turning white.
“Is this what you need, baby?” My voice was raw. It was all I could do to hold myself back. “Does this feel good?”
“Oh, yes! Right there Nate.” I felt her clench around me.
“Come for me, Rea,” I demanded.
Her arms shook. Her body trembled hard. I wrapped my arm around her waist to hold her upright as she called out to the Heavens. As much as I wanted to come with her, I held back. I wasn’t done yet. Her body pulsed around me and I stilled inside of her as she went rigid, then limp. I gave her a few seconds to recover. Our hard, panting breaths the only sounds around us. I slid my arms around her body and forcing her upright so that her back was against my chest.
“We’re not done yet,” I whispered in her ear and then kissed down her neck. She let out a satisfied sigh. Her arm came up and she gripped my hair as she started moving against me. She turned her face to the side and I saw a tiny smirk playing on her lips. My beautiful, evil temptress. My hand made its way to her jaw. I brought her face to mine and I captured her lips in a heated kiss. Her fingers gripped harder in my hair as she deepened the kiss. Her hips rolled against me faster as she moaned. Her mouth ripping away from mine as she laid it back on my shoulder.
Her back arched into me as she let out a slow moan. My legs widened as I settled myself down on the bed between them. I pulled her down on me harder. She rocked against me as her core clung to me, pulling me in deep. I kissed and nibbled her neck, enjoying the salty taste on my tongue.
My fingers roamed over her skin, taking in everything about it. The softness of her curves. The firmness of her breasts. The hardness of her nipples. She began to rock faster. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. The rosiness of her nipples contrasted against the paleness of her skin. The moonlight lit up her milky complexion with an almost translucent glow. Her breaths came out short and desperate next to my ear. I couldn’t get enough of it.
I kissed her shoulder and up the side of her neck as I ran my fingers down her arm. My hand covered hers and I interlaced our fingers. I snaked our hands down her body. Our bodies were slick with sweat. I opened up our hands and started rubbing light circles over her clit, my finger pressing into hers.
“Nate…” Her eyes opened then fluttered closed again. Her arms started to shake again. Her legs trembled beside mine, clinging as tight as they could against me. I pushed h
er finger to rub her hard nub faster. She was close. I knew it. I could feel it as her pussy tightened up around me.
“I’m here, baby,” I whispered against her skin.
“Come with me.” Her eyes opened and turned her head to the side to look at me. “I need you to come with me. Please.”
“Oh, fuck, baby.” My voice sounded raw. “You feel so fuckin’ good.” I thrust harder and faster into her. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room and spurred me on. I could feel her toes curl next to my ankles. My hand splayed over her soft stomach, holding her to me as her body arched away. Her moans turned high and loud.
“Right there. Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop,” she called out.
“Never, baby,” I said so low that I wasn’t even sure she heard me. “That’s it. Let me feel you come all over my cock.”
Her hand fisted my hair tighter, her finger moved faster of her clit. Then a high roar came from her lips and she came hard around me. I gripped her hips and thrust hard into her three more times. I planted myself as deep as I could and spilled everything I had inside of her. Wrapping my arms around her body, I held her until she stopped shaking. I wasn’t ready to let her go. I sure as fuck wasn’t ready to lose our connection. And somewhere inside my fucking closed-off heart, I hoped she wasn’t going to run off on me again.
“Oh, wow. I mean…” She started to giggle in between her pants. “That was just…” She paused trying to catch her breath.
Every part of me was vibrating. I swear I almost blacked out. I don’t know what it was about being with Reagan, but nothing could ever compare. The way she felt. The way she called out my name. The sounds of her moaning. How hard we could make each other come.