Retribution (Secrets & Lies #3)(45)
“I know.” I sigh and rub his chest. “I just don’t think I’d ever be into something like that, but you never know.”
He gives me a look, and I continue. “Can you show me what you enjoy doing most?”
Nathan's eyes twinkle and he nods. He slides off the couch and kneels in front of me, reaching for the waistband of my pants. I lift my hips and he slowly pulls my sweatpants off, his eyes widening as he looks at me. “Even more beautiful in the light.”
He leans in, kissing me tenderly before whispering in my ear. “What I want to do more than anything else is to lick your *.”
I shiver at the power and passion in his voice and nod, feeling sexy. Even last night, when he and I came together, I didn't feel this sexy and desired, and I whimper as he kisses his way down my neck. He pushes my t-shirt up to expose my upper body to him before pausing, his eyes teasing me as his tongue snakes out to lick around my breast. I can feel ripples of heat building inside me as he circles around my nipple, a smile on his face as he licks. I run my hands through his hair again and offer my breast to him, gasping as his tongue flicks over my nipple, a teasing jolt of pleasure that rockets down my body to the heat that's building between my legs, the space between my thighs wet and quivering in anticipation.
“My love,” he whispers, kissing lower, pausing when I giggle as he kisses my stomach. “Ticklish?”
“Very,” I warn him, “please don't.”
“I won't,” he promises, lowering himself more until his breath tickles the warm wetness between my thighs.
Nathan looks up at me as he brings his tongue to touch my lips, heaven exploding in my mind as he drags his tongue up gently, slipping between and setting my nerves on fire.
“Oh my God...” I groan, leaning back and sliding my hips forward, spreading my knees as far as I can, begging him silently to do it again.
I want to sing out my joy at the feelings that crash through my body as Nathan licks again and again, warm waves when his tongue is outside me but growing sharper, more intense when the tip of his tongue parts my lips and he tastes the pink inner folds of my most intimate of places. But I can't, my mind whirls and I'm dizzy with the amazing pleasure as he guides me, building me up and showing me a level of pleasure I've never even thought possible. Instead, all I can do is moan and breathe, holding Nathan's head as he tastes me over and over, his mumbles of pleasure adding to the feeling.
I feel his tongue touch me higher, higher toward the top of my *, pausing before suddenly giving my clit a flick. My hips jerk and I buck, grinding my * into his lips even as he brings his hands up to hold my hips and thighs, his tongue flicking back and forth, each touch sending me to new spasms. I lose control, thrashing and crying out uncontrolled as my first orgasm rocks me, but Nathan doesn't stop. Instead he flicks faster and harder, building me up fast and hard. I'm barely able to breathe, my chest hurts I'm aching for air, but my lungs won't pull in any more, and my body is totally in his control. I almost feel like I'm dying, but I don't care, it feels so amazing and so good.
Nathan sucks at my clit, and I come again, my body going stiff, harder than I ever thought possible, wetness shooting out of me to cover his eagerly lapping tongue until my lungs give out and I go gray temporarily, my vision shutting down. In the semi-darkness, I feel him let go and his hand rest on my chest, comforting and supporting me, letting me know that he's there, that I'm safe, and that no matter what, I have nothing to fear.
When I come to, I'm smiling gently, and Nathan is still kneeling between my legs, a gentle smile on his face. “That... that was what heaven feels like.”
I smile and look down between his legs, where he's so hard he's tenting his sweats, bulging straight out. “What about you?”
Nathan looks down and chuckles, reaching into his pants to adjust himself. “Later. Your body's been through enough for a little while, I can see it in your eyes.”
My heart melts again at his words, which are delivered with such patience and love that I don't feel bad at all. Instead, I let him help me on with my panties and sweats again, my body so boneless I can't even shift myself back onto the couch to lie down, Nathan rolling himself behind me so I can lie against him, sleep tugging at my eyelids even before he wraps his arms around me again.
“Mmm, Nathan?”
“Yes, my love?”
“Next time I have a nightmare, can you do that again?”
“Happy to. Goodnight.”
I try to answer, but I can't, my body has already given up, and sleep drops over me like a black curtain, one that is warm, comfortable, and loved.
“Hey sleepyheads.”
My eyes flutter open to see Andrea kneeling next to the couch, an amused and loving expression on her lips. “Good morning, Andi.”
“Good morning, sis. Comfortable?”
I pull Nathan's arms tighter around me, nodding sleepily. “Very.”
“Good. Listen, the four of us are going to go get a workout in together in the woods, you mind if we leave BA here with you?”
I shake my head, smiling. “That'd be nice. What time is it, anyway?”
“Six fifteen. You two rest.”
I smile, snuggling down into Nathan's arms some more. “Mmm, sounds good.”
Andrea gets up and leaves, and I close my eyes, eager to get what sleep I can until BA wants to get up.