“I want you.” Nate pulls at my shirt and throws it across the room.
“I want you too.” I exhale sharply as he removes my bra, and it joins my shirt somewhere on the floor.
We’re like animals driven by something primal and pure. Savage desire that causes us to practically rip each other’s clothes off. Nate’s gorgeous ink covers his entire upper torso, and his rough hands feel so damn good on my skin. His lips dance across my flesh. They leave fiery streaks everywhere they land. Nate reads my body like an open book. My neck and earlobes have always been extremely sensitive. The second he realizes that, he gives them enough attention to make me buzz before he begins to kiss his way down to my breasts.
I gasp as his tongue circles my left nipple and moves to the right. His hand slides down my abdomen and pushes my legs apart. He kisses his way along the same path that his hand made and then moves between my thighs. I feel his breath on my pussy. I’m so wet and ready for him, but it doesn’t look like I’m going to get him. Not yet. His tongue begins to circle my pussy, and then he teases my clit.
“Oh god…” I exhale sharply and run my fingers through his hair.
“You’re going to come for me so many times tonight that you’ll never want to leave my bed.” His tongue begins to do more than tease my clit. He makes quick circles around it that sends pleasure shooting through my body.
Despite being in a relationship long enough to lose my virginity, plan my dream wedding, and name our unborn children, I’ve never had this. He never gave a damn about my pleasure. It was straight to sex, and if I didn’t come, I had to lie and tell him it was okay, or else I would hurt his feelings. I rarely had one orgasm, and the ones he did give me were so pitiful I would finish myself off after he passed out.
I can already tell that won’t be the case with Nate. He’s using my clit like a button he can press to inject straight bliss into my veins. Teasing. Licking. Speeding up, slowing down. It’s like a whirlwind of pleasure hits me from every direction.
“That feels so good!” I arch my back and feel a pressure building up inside me.
Is it really this easy to come? I can’t even get myself off this fast. Nate’s tongue is pure euphoria. There’s no way to stop the pressure, and I don’t want to. My muscles begin to tense up, my toes curl, and every hair stands on end. It is so amazing it almost hurts, but in the best way possible. I feel the release coming fast.
“I’m gonna come!” I dig my nails into Nate’s scalp.
Everything relaxes all at once, and my entire body shakes as I erupt in bliss. Nate’s tongue doesn’t slow down. He keeps making circles and latches onto my thighs with his hands when I try to squirm away once my clit gets really sensitive. I’m trapped in ecstasy, and the orgasm begins to peak. It sends me soaring into the clouds. I’ve never had a peak like this, and it’s still rising. Past the clouds. Into the stratosphere. Straight to heaven.
“Wait, I…” My body trembles, and I realize I’m about to come again. “Oh god!”
The second orgasm collides with the first, and they burn through my soul without any semblance of mercy. I can’t control my limbs. I can barely feel anything except for the purest form of euphoria. Nate has awakened something inside me that I didn’t even realize was there. I didn’t know anything in the world could feel this good.
My vision blurs for a moment, even with my eyes closed. I’m staring into a kaleidoscope where every sensation manifests itself as a visual echo. It’s almost impossible to breathe. I don’t even realize I’m about to orgasm for the third time until it happens and then he takes me straight into the fourth before my body can process the intensity. They meld together into something that feels magical. All I can do is experience it.
It feels like forever before I finally come down from my high. My body feels ravaged. I’m weak and weary. I want to give this man every piece of myself that I have to offer. Sex has never felt this emotional before. I want to pleasure him the same way he pleasured me. I want him inside me. I don’t just want him. I need him. There are so many sensations and emotions hitting me at the same time that I don’t know if I’m going to laugh, cry, or beg for more.
I may do all three at the same time.