Valorous(17)

“Relax and let me love you.”

I blow out a deep breath and summon the will to control myself without controlling her, too. I don’t surrender to anyone. But Natalie isn’t just anyone. She’s become my whole life, and if she wants to control me, albeit briefly, I’ll allow it. Somehow.

She rolls her bottom lip between her teeth as she wraps her hand around the base of my cock and begins to stroke me. She watches with fascination as a bead of moisture appears at the tip. Then, in the single most erotic sight I’ve ever witnessed, she bends her head and licks me clean.

“Nat,” I say on a gasp. “Wait a sec.”

She looks up at me.

“The last time we did this… Don’t do it if you don’t want to.” I can’t forget the flashback that hit her without warning the first time she tried to take me into her mouth.

“I’m okay.” Her lips encircle the tip, and her tongue slashes me.

It’s all I can do to refrain from pulling her head down onto my dick. That’s what I’d do with any other woman, but Natalie isn’t any other woman. She’s the woman. So instead of grabbing her, I fist handfuls of the comforter and hold on for dear life as she sets out to drive me mad with her experimentation.

“Does it feel good?” she asks.

“Yeah. It feels f*cking amazing.”

Hearing that pleases her, and she goes back for more, taking me in farther this time. I want to tell her what to do. I want to tell her to suck me, squeeze my balls and stroke me hard. I have to bite my tongue to keep from barking out orders when it’s far more important that she become used to me in her mouth than it is that she do this exactly the way I want it done.

Besides, it apparently doesn’t matter what she does, because she’s got me on the verge of losing it in no time at all.

“Babe.” The sight of her lush lips stretched to accommodate my dick takes me right to the brink. “Natalie.”

Not seeming to understand my urgency, she withdraws slowly, torturously.

I take hold of my cock and jerk my hips to avoid coming in her face. “Fuck.” The orgasm blasts through me with powerful intensity. I’m left panting and trembling while Natalie looks on with a look of satisfaction that might even surpass mine. “Jesus.”

“It was good?” she asks.

“Yeah.” I grunt out a laugh between deep breaths. “But good might not be a significant enough word to describe what that was.”

“Really?”

I want to hold her and touch her and kiss her everywhere. “Hand me my shirt, will you?” I use the shirt to mop up the mess I made on my stomach and chest and then toss it aside. “Come here.” Holding my arms out to her, I gather her close to me. The press of her breasts against my chest is all it takes to start my motor running all over again.

Fluff lets out a snore that makes us laugh.

“I can’t believe she didn’t try to bite my dick off when you were giving it attention.”

“I’d never let her bite you there.”

“Thank God for small favors.”

“There’s nothing small about it.”

“If I wasn’t already madly in love with you, I would be now.”

“Flynn?”

“Hmm?”

“Will you make love to me? The way you did the other night?”

“You’re not sore anymore?”

“I’m not sore,” she says as she drags a fingertip across my abdomen, “but I am achy.”

I feel like I’ve been electrocuted. The way she looks at me, the way she touches me… This can’t possibly be real. I reach over to caress her face before I draw her into a kiss. “What’s happened to my shy, reserved Natalie?”

“She got a taste of heaven in your arms, and now she wants more.”

“Are you sure? With everything—”

“I’m sure.”

“I’m so afraid I’m going to do something to scare you.”

“You won’t. You’ve got nothing at all in common with the man who hurt me.”

I want to remind her I have one thing in common with him, and that particular part of me wants to be inside her more than I’ve ever wanted anything. “You have to promise you’ll stop me if you’re scared or worried or—”

She brings me into a kiss that starts off sweet and becomes something else entirely in a matter of seconds. Her arms encircle my neck, keeping me right where she wants me. This aggressive, passionate Natalie enthralls me. Maybe I could, we could… Visions of her tied to the headboard, her ass raised in the air, dance through my mind like the best movie I’ve ever seen. No. That’s not happening. I have to remember to control my baser urges with her.