Capítulo 93: Did I hurt you...?????
Nate leans in and circles one nipple with his nose. My breathing is still erratic from the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave me, and that nose on my nipple sends fire straight to my core and Nate on my clit and roughly pushes two fingers inside me, pressing down, and I come apart, my muscles pulsing and milking his fingers, my clit throbbing against his tongue.
He kisses and nips at the inside of my thighs and my pubis, and then pulls his fingers out of me and sticks them in his mouth, sucking my sweetness off of them.
"You're delicious," he whispers. He reaches up and loosens my halter straps, letting the bodice fall around my waist, exposing my naked breasts. "Jesus."
Nate leans in and circles one nipple with his nose. My breathing is still erratic from the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave me, and that nose on my nipple sends fire straight to my core and I moan his name.
He wraps his lips around the tight bud, and worries the other with his fingers. I reach up with one hand and tangle my fingers in his hair, and he backs up and glares at me.
"Elbows on the stairs," he repeats.
"No, I want to touch you."
"I'll restrain you if I have to. Elbows on the stairs."
Fuck.
I comply, completely turned on by his need to control me. To control this.
His mouth covers the other breast, and he sets about making me crazy again, writhing beneath him.
He suddenly pulls back, grips my hips and lifts me, and flips me onto my knees.
"I need you," he growls, and I hear him push his pants down his hips. "Now."
He slams into me, hard, and I cry out in surprise and just a little pain. The apa feels larger than usual, pressed against the very core of me.
"Jesus, baby, you're so wet and tight." He moves out and in once again, as hard as before,
and I moan.
"Yes," I whisper.
"This is gonna be rough, baby."
"Good," I respond.
"Tell me if it's too much."
"Just do it, babe. Fuck me."
He spanks my right ass cheek and grips my hips roughly and begins to pound in and out of me in a fast, desperate rhythm. He spanks me again, twice, and I moan at the pleasure of the sting, loving that he is crazy with lust for me, that I can make him lose himself in me.
"Fuck, baby." He tightens his grip on me and slams into me one last time, his release pushing through him, and takes me over with him.
He's panting and shaking behind me. He doesn't pull out of me. He leans over and kisses between my shoulder blades and rests his cheek there, his hands planted on the stairs by my elbows.
"Are you okay?" he whispers, making me smile.
"I'm fantastic. Are you okay?"
"Did I hurt you?"
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