“No.” I bite down, and she whimpers, tugging my hair and grinding herself against my aching shaft.
I lean back and let my gaze roam over her incredible body. My god, she is fucking exquisite. I run my hands over her tanned skin, palming her tits and squeezing her supple flesh. She presses herself into me, arching into the pleasure.
I nuzzle her neck, teasing her with tongue and teeth while I slide my hand into her underwear. “Tell me why it is that I can barely keep my hands off you when you’re near me.”
“I don’t know,” she moans.
“You have some sort of hold over me that I can’t break.”
I sink two fingers into her tight channel and her back bows. She plants her hands on my shoulders, riding my fingers as I work them in and out of her.
“Nate,” she pants, her pussy walls squeezing hard around my fingers.
“And nobody makes you come as hard as I do, do they, corazón?”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip and shakes her head. “N-no.”
“I need you so fucking bad, all the fucking time. No one has ever made me as hard as you do. You know that?”
Her response is a whimper. With a growl of frustration, I fist my hand in her panties and tear them in half. She gasps, making her beautiful tits bounce. My patience gone, I tug open my belt and she follows suit, yanking on my zipper and sliding her hand inside my boxers. She wraps her fingers around the base of my shaft, squeezing and taunting me.
I press my lips to her ear. “Take out my cock and show me how you make yourself come, my little whore.”
Her breath catches in her throat, and her chest flushes pink. Before she can chew me out for using that word, I palm the back of her head and crash my lips to hers, swallowing her sassy comeback. When she’s pliant in my arms, I pull back. “Show me, corazón.”
With hooded eyes full of desire, she grips my cock again and lowers herself onto my shaft. My eyes almost roll back in my head as her hot cunt fits snugly around me, wrapping me in her wet warmth. “Jesus fuck, Mel.” I hiss out a breath.
“You like that?” She gives me a wicked grin and sinks down until I’m fully seated inside her.
I grunt. “You know I fucking do. Now show me how you touch yourself when you’re thinking about me.”
She slides her hand between her thighs and circles two fingers around her clit. I look down, watching her work herself over, and when she lifts her hips and sinks down onto me again, I almost lose my mind at the sight of my dick stretching her tight pussy.
“Look at us, Mel. Look how fucking well we fit together.”
She looks down and mewls. “You feel so good inside me, Nate.”
A loud groan pours out of me. “Yeah, I do.”
Her fingers work harder, and she rocks her hips, chasing her release. My hands run over her back, her ribs, her hips, committing every inch of her to memory. “Make us come, corazón. I feel your hot cunt squeezing me. I want your cum soaking my cock.”
“Jesus, Nate.” She drops her head onto my shoulder, and her body quakes as she comes. The way she soaks me with her release and the sensation of her walls rippling around my shaft are enough to pull me right over that edge with her.
I dig my fingers into her hips, holding her still while I empty my load inside her, filling her tight channel with my release. My chest heaves as I pant for breath. I’m obliterated by my need to claim this woman over and over again until she craves me as much as I crave her.
She rests her forehead against mine, her hands clasped around the back of my neck. Our breaths mingle as we drink each other in.
“Wow, that was incredible,” she says, breathless.
I run my fingertips down her spine, and she shivers. Pressing her supple body closer, I rest my lips on the slender column of her throat, and my cock twitches inside her. “You’re incredible, corazón. I’m fucking obsessed with you. When I’m not fucking you, I’m thinking about fucking you. Either what I’ve done to you or what I’m going to do.” I let the admission fall from my lips without stopping to consider what my declaration might mean for us. Because I need her to know, no matter what.
“I love being your obsession, Ice, and I love being the one who gets to unlock that fire in your veins.”
I kiss her and band my arms around her waist, crushing her to me, and I keep her like that almost the entire way home. Her, naked and in my arms—exactly how I like her best.
Chapter
Thirty-Three
MELANIE
Nathan pops his head into the bathroom, startling me as I step out of the shower.
I grab a towel and wrap it around my body. “I thought you’d be home late.”
He leans against the doorframe, a smile playing on his lips and his arms crossed over his chest, looking so sexy I could lick him from head to toe. “You’re not happy to see me, corazón?”
I roll my eyes and step toward him. “Always, light of my life, but I haven’t started dinner yet.”
He tucks a strand of wet hair behind my ear. “My meetings wrapped up early. Remind me to fire the next person who schedules one on a Saturday afternoon.”
I lean into him, and my body immediately responds to his solid warmth. It’s been three and a half months since we got married, and our weekends together are my favorite part of every week. “I can do that.”
“How about I take you out for dinner? I know a beautiful little Spanish place near Harlem.”
My stomach growls loudly, and I stifle a giggle. “I guess that’s a yes.”
He hums his approval against my lips, then pulls back. “I’m going to take a quick shower. If you could be dressed by the time I’m done, that would be great.”
