He raised up, standing behind her and ran his hands up and down her back, then slipped them in between her skin and the desktop, sliding them up so that he could play with her nipples. She felt them grow harder as he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger, sending sparks shooting down her spine and through her extremities.
Finally, he moved his hands down her sides, over her waist to grasp her hips firmly. He positioned himself at her opening. She felt his swollen head rubbing up and down her slit, sliding easily as he coated her folds with her arousal.
“Please, I nee—” and before she had even finished her sentence, he drove into her with a force that, even taking into account their last two explosive encounters, she was shocked by. Just the sheer power of it took her breath away. She found herself having to keep a tight hold on her voice again, to exercise the strictest mental control to keep herself from screaming.
And she liked it. The challenge of keeping her cries of pleasure trapped inside her throat made the sexual energy build up inside her body even faster. She was like a pressure cooker. When she reached that tipping point, she was going to explode, she knew it. And it was going to be amazing.
Nate drove in and out of her in a steady rhythm. She reveled in the sound of their skin slapping together when their bodies made contact at the height of the thrust. It was the soundtrack to their lovemaking that enhanced the physical pleasure all the more.
She’d always been a “five senses” sort of girl, and every single one of them made her experiences with Nate so much sweeter. The sight of him going down on her, the sound of the friction between their sweaty skin, the taste of his rock hard member in her mouth, the smell of his masculine musk…oh, and the touch. Everywhere she touched him, and everywhere he touched her. It was a kaleidoscope of sensory input that blended together and stood out simultaneously.
She felt his hand slide down her belly and his finger easily found her engorged bud. He kept his touch as light as butterfly wing flutters. He must have known that she was so sensitive still from the orgasm she had moments ago because he was being extremely gentle with his caresses. Otherwise it would simply be too intense. It would hurt. But, not the way Nate was touching her. His finger brushing over her just caused her body to once again skyrocket towards release.
Within minutes she exploded with sensation as her orgasm claimed her. It took her over, made her push her body backward into Nate just as his body stiffened behind her and he drove into her one final time as he came. She whimpered as her body convulsed around him, the small sound an accurate expression of the desperation she felt to be close to him as they both experienced such powerful climaxes together.
She had never felt this kind of intensity before in her life. It was the emotional connection that made it so much more powerful. The raw vulnerability that she had never shown to anyone. She was completely exposed, both body and soul. That was a very dangerous thing to be around anyone—but not around Nate. She knew that he would protect her, no matter what. Even if it came down to a choice between himself and her, he would choose to protect her at his own expense, every single time. Because of that level of trust, she not only felt safe making herself vulnerable, she felt fulfilled. It was thrilling.
When the last aftershock rocked through her, she collapsed down onto the desk. She couldn’t catch her breath. Her legs were jelly. She felt like she was made of silly string, and she had been sprayed all over the room in thin, wispy tendrils. She’d have to be gathered up before she’d have mass or substance again.
Nate sat back in his office chair and pulled her back to sit on his lap with much more grace and control than she could muster. She let herself melt into his strength as she curled up against him and tucked her head into his shoulder. He stroked her hair. This moment was basically everything she had ever dreamed of.
As amazing as it was, there was one thing that was stopping her from enjoying it completely. A question that she just couldn’t get out of her head.
Glancing up at him, a hint of a smile crossed her lips as she asked, “So…what was my surprise?”