by J. Daniels
“I take so much from you. Your free time. Weekends…You should be spending them with your own kids, doing whatever you want.”
“You haven’t taken anything from me. I give it, Nathan. I could tell you no. You realize that, right? When you ask me to watch Marley—I have a choice. I choose to be with her. You’re not taking anything from me when it comes to Marley. I love her.”
His breathing paused.
“I really do. You don’t see it?”
Nathan’s eyes closed briefly in bliss when my fingers pushed through the hair at the base of his neck.
“I see you with her, how you’ve always been with her.” He opened his eyes and looked at me then. “I didn’t know that’s what I was seeing. I should’ve though.”
“I want to be around her as much as I can. She’s impossible not to love.”
He watched me, saying nothing for seconds that felt more like minutes.
“Please,” I whispered. “Nathan…”
“I need to make sure I’m giving you something, Jenna. I can’t ever have you feel like I’m using you.”
“You do give me something. Do you have any idea how happy I am when I’m with you? I’ve dreamed of feeling this way my entire life.”
His lips slowly parted.
“Oliver and Olivia too…They love being around you. And the fact that you spend time with them and make them feel important means more than anything you could ever give me.”
Nathan stared deep into my eyes, pulling in a full breath before he responded. “Okay.”
My heart squeezed. “Okay…like, okay, okay? You won’t pay me anymore?”
“Not unless you tell me I need to.”
“I’d never do that.” I smiled up at him. My stomach was flipping around like crazy now. “Oh my God, finally.”
“Why did we say we should wait again?”
“Seriously. Worst idea ever.”
He chuckled, pressing the softest kiss to my forehead.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” I said, staring into his deep brown eyes. “Thank you for coming over and waiting for me.”
“You say that like I had a choice. I assure you, I didn’t.”
“Choice or no choice, that meant a lot, Nathan. I was so happy to see you when we pulled up.”
“Not as happy as I was to see you…trust me.”
I smiled as his arms wrapped me up. My chin rested on his chest. Even in heels, I felt so small in his embrace.
“So,” he said in this sexy, teasing way.
God, he was killing me.
“So.”
“No kids, huh?”
“We have my entire apartment to ourselves.” I leaned away and arched my brow.
“Mm. What to do…”
“Want a tour?”
“Of your bed? Absolutely.”
I grinned.
Nathan glanced around behind him. “Or the couch. I’d love a tour of the couch. I’m also dying to see the kitchen.” He turned his head and smirked. “Would you like to show me your counter space?”
Giggling, I stepped back and grabbed his hand. “Bed first.” I started backing down the hallway, pulling him along, until Nathan stopped, grabbed me by the waist, and spun me around. His touch left my body. “What are you doing?” I asked, peering behind me. There was a foot between us.
His gaze lowered and locked on. “Sorry. I just really want to stare at your ass right now. You have such a hot ass.”
My face heated.
“Could you…walk a little?”
I knew exactly what I looked like from behind in this dress. What girl doesn’t do the look around in the mirror before leaving the house?
Knowing Nathan was watching me so intently right now didn’t cause me to hesitate. I continued the walk down the hallway, nearly making it to my bedroom door before strong arms wrapped around me again. I gasped. Nathan pulled me against his chest and got us the rest of the way into the bedroom, his legs pushing mine to move.
“Good?” I asked, eyes closing when I felt his hot mouth on my shoulder.
“Do you really need me to answer that?” With his palm flat on my stomach, Nathan held me still while he ground his arousal against my hip. His other hand swept my hair over my shoulder, and he kissed his way to my tattoo. His mouth opened around it. “Fuck, this is sexy. Tell me about it.”
I bit my lip when his fingers worked the zipper of my dress down my back.
“I got it after my kids were born. I wanted something to symbolize this significant change in my life…I think I became the person I was always meant to be after I had them.”
My dress hit the floor. Nathan unclasped my bra and let that drop as well. Then he cupped my breasts, lifting their weight and playing with my nipples.
I groaned, reaching back, and clutched at his body, digging my fingers into his ass. My head hit his chest. I was panting. “Can you get undressed, please?”
“Must I do everything? I’m a little busy.”
I spun around, eager to get to work on his clothing removal when Nathan gave me a gentle push, sending me falling backward onto the bed. “Nathan!” I laughed, propping my weight on my elbows. “I was going to strip you.”
“You can still strip me. I just want to play with you a little.” He stepped between my legs, ran his hands up my thighs, and slipped his fingers under the string of my thong. “I barely ate your pussy the other night.”
“Glad to see that bothered you as much as it bothered me.”
A grin took up his face. “You’re so fun…Does everyone tell you that? I laugh so much with you.”
I smiled. Wow. What a compliment. “Ditto.”
Nathan pulled off his shirt and tossed it onto the floor while I slipped off my heels. He resituated his glasses, then bent down and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh God.” I arched away from the mattress and moaned.
“Turn over,” he said, licking my other breast.
I held his head against me, fingers sliding through his thick hair. “What? No way.”
“On your knees, shorty.”
“You’re staying right here.” I gasped at the pressure of his mouth. God, I loved the way he sucked on me.
I felt Nathan grin. “I want to lick you from behind. Let me.”
Looking down my body, our eyes met. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Do you not want me to?”
“No, I do! I do…don’t you?”
He cocked his head, forcing my hands to slide through his hair.
“Right. Obviously.” I released his head and sat up, scooting back a little on the bed. My skin tingled all over. “I don’t know why I’m nervous about it. I mean, I’m not nervous nervous…I just don’t want you to not enjoy yourself. Sorry. Am I making this weird?”
Nathan smirked. “I’m not sure yet. Why wouldn’t I enjoy myself?”
“Well, you’re going to be right at my ass…”
“I know exactly where I’m going to be.”
We stared at each other.
“Jenna.”
“Mm?”
“There isn’t a part of your body I’m not going to enjoy myself with, okay?”
I forced myself to relax and nodded quickly. “Okay. Sure.”
Nathan smiled then and reached down to adjust himself through his shorts. “Will you get on your knees for me now?”
My eyes lowered. I stared at the outline of his dick.
I wanted what Nathan was offering to do to me, but I wanted something else too, maybe even a little more.
I slowly looked up and met his eyes again as I slid off the bed. “You’re asking me so nicely, how could I not?”
I think he knew what I was planning before my knees hit the carpet. Maybe Nathan heard it in my voice. Maybe he could tell by the way I watched him.
Did I look hungry for it? I felt like I did. I’d never wanted to suck someone off so badly before. What did he taste like? How would he feel inside my mouth? I couldn’t wait
to find out.
Nathan was already shaking his head when I glanced up at him, but he didn’t stop my hands as I slid his shorts and boxers down just enough to free his dick.
“This isn’t what I meant,” he said, mouth dropping open when I licked the crown, just a tease.
“So stop me.”
He moaned and pushed my hair out of my face. “I can’t.”
God, I felt powerful doing this to him. He couldn’t stop me…I couldn’t stop myself. I held him at the base and sucked on the head. I took him as deep as I could.
Nathan watched my mouth move over his dick. His gaze was electric. His thumb caught a drop of saliva as it dribbled down my chin. “Fuck, look at you. Do you like that?” he asked, sounding breathless.
I smiled around him and pumped his shaft. I licked him from base to tip, swirled my tongue there and sucked him inside again. My lips hit my hand each time. I wanted to take all of him. I tried and gagged, coaxing the filthiest noises out of Nathan when he’d hit the back of my throat. My eyes watered. My lips burned as they stretched. I kept going.
“You’re so good,” he groaned. “Fuck…Jenna, let me…Is this okay?” He pushed his hips forward in little jerks. He was gentle and studied me so carefully while he did it. “Tell me I can do this,” he begged.
I nodded. God, he was so big. He was throbbing now.
“Good,” he gasped. He pumped into me.
The muscles in his abs flexed and quivered. The veins in his arms bulged. I wanted to stare at his body, but his face—he looked wrecked. Nathan watched my mouth as if he’d never seen anything like it before. How he could make me feel cherished in this position was beyond me, but I did. I would’ve let him use me to get off for hours. I wanted to suck him dry.
Nathan cursed and pulled back, falling from my mouth, stopping this before he came. Saliva dripped off the end of his cock. He gathered a shaky breath and collected my spit in his hand, stroking himself with it as he helped me to my feet.
“Knees on the bed,” he said against my ear.
I turned my head and gave him a shy smile. “You weren’t specific before.”
“I didn’t think I had to be.” He kissed my temple, took his glasses off, and set them on the nightstand. Then he urged me forward with his hand on my back.
I knelt on the bed, hands below my shoulders, and spread my legs a little more when I heard Nathan curse behind me. I felt the heat of his mouth on my right cheek. His finger smoothed down the string of my thong and dipped between my legs. His tongue followed.
I gasped and dropped my head, fingers curling into the mattress.
Nathan wasn’t even licking my pussy yet. He kept his tongue on my thong. He wet it further, though I knew it was already soaked. He pulled the string away from my body and sucked my arousal off it.
“God.” My arms shook. “You’re so dirty.”
I felt him smile against my ass.
“Ready?” His breath tickled my body as he held the string aside now.
I pushed back and wordlessly begged for this. I wasn’t sure I knew how to speak anymore.
Nathan started slow, licking thoroughly between my lips, sucking on them. His fingers dug into my ass. He dragged his tongue all over me, pressing it flat against my clit, circling my pussy. He spread my cheeks and licked me higher.
“Oh my God.” My arms stretched out. I turned my head and pressed my face into the mattress. I couldn’t believe how good that felt.
Nathan groaned, licked down to my pussy again, and fucked me with his tongue. He slid my thong down to my thighs. He bit my ass, and then he was gone.
“What…?” I peered over my shoulder and watched Nathan lower to the floor.
He removed my thong, wiggling it underneath my knees. Then he sat with his back against the mattress and dropped his head between my legs. He stared up at my body. He slid his hand around my waist and urged me down.
“Come on,” he said.
I’d never done this before—Nathan wanted me to grind myself on his face. Or maybe he just wanted me to sit on it and he would take care of everything. Inexperience aside, I was good with either of those options.
I pushed up so my weight was fully on my knees, spread them a little more, and slowly sank down.
“Holy shit.” I gasped when I felt his mouth there. I looked down my body. Nathan was already watching me. He winked. God…I felt my heart skip. “You kill me, you know that?”
He gave me a long, slow lick in answer.
I fisted his hair and began to move with him. I chased after his tongue.
We did this together.
He licked and sucked. I circled my hips and humped his face. At one point, I thought I was smothering him and lifted away from his mouth, but Nathan followed me, head jerking off the mattress so he could bury his face between my legs again. I gasped and gripped handfuls of his hair. He pulled me down and held me in place with his strong arm across my thighs, his other hand guiding mine to cup and squeeze my breast. He ate at me roughly then.
I took his cue and played with myself while he tongue-fucked me. My legs felt lifeless. I couldn’t catch my breath. I pinched and tugged on my nipples as he took me there, and when I came, I dripped onto his face.
Nathan went wild for it. He moaned loudly as he lapped at me. I could feel my arousal running down my thighs.
“Not fair,” I gasped, falling sideways onto the bed when my orgasm moved through me. I panted against the mattress. “You wouldn’t let me make you come…and you…That’s so not fair.” I rolled onto my back, watching Nathan stretch to his feet.
“You made me come,” he said, turning to face me. He peered down at his chest and abs. They glistened with his arousal. “I didn’t even touch myself. Jesus Christ.”
My mouth dropped open. I pushed up to my hands and watched Nathan grab a few tissues from the nightstand and wipe himself off. “You came just from…You didn’t touch yourself at all?”
Whoa. Really?
“Nope.” He chuckled and shook his head, balling up the tissue and tossing it into the wastebasket against the wall. “I mean, I was close from the blow job, but shit.” He smiled at me.
I beamed. Best compliment ever. “That good, huh?”
“Mm.” Nathan nodded and wiped at his mouth. Then he pushed his shorts and boxers down, stepping out of them, and dug through his pocket, pulling out his wallet and thumbing through it. “Probably for the best though. I most likely would’ve embarrassed myself sinking inside you the first time. You know how long it’s been for me.”
“And you know how long it’s been for me,” I countered. Our eyes met. “There wouldn’t be any reason to be embarrassed. I’ll probably come again as soon as you push in.”
“That would be awesome. Please do that.”
I dropped my head back, laughing. “God, you make me feel…” When I looked at Nathan again, I bit my lip and shook my head. Could I admit this?
“What?” he asked.
“I don’t know.” I sat up fully and drew my knees against my chest. “I’m not old—I’m only twenty-seven—but you make me feel like I’m fifteen or something. Like I’ve never done anything before this. I’m so excited right now. You should feel my heart.”
“You should feel mine.”
I huffed out a breath, holding his gaze until he broke it to dig a condom out of his wallet. Then I turned my head. I watched myself in the tall mirror on the wall across the room. I expected to look different.
I was falling in love for the first time. I shouldn’t recognize myself.
Chapter Eighteen
NATHAN
I knew exactly what Jenna meant, because I felt the same way.
I wasn’t inexperienced. I’d been with Sadie for nine years and plenty of women before that. Most weren’t memorable in any way, which wasn’t an insult to them. I just fucked around a lot growing up. I was practiced at foreplay. I knew how this should feel.
But with Jenna it was different.
I
kissed her like I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, just that I needed to be doing it. I couldn’t get enough. I touched her body like I’d never felt a woman’s shape before. Like I could touch her and do nothing else for hours, and Jenna let me. She didn’t rush me along when I settled beside her, dick harder than steel. She let me drag this out.
I thought I was wild when I ate her pussy, but playing with Jenna’s body…I grabbed at her desperately. I moved her how I wanted. I worried I was being too rough.
I wasn’t.
Jenna got off on everything I was doing.
When I squeezed her breasts and sucked on them, she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and begged me not to stop. When I stretched her with two fingers inside and dared to press a third to her ass, she pushed against me, inviting me in, and smiled into the crook of my neck when I merely rubbed her. She came again, clawing at my back and moaning in my ear. My mouth and hands left marks all over her. Her soft body glistened with sweat.
Jenna played with me too. She crawled over me and stroked my dick. She slid it between her breasts. She let me fuck them, her hot tongue lapping at the head. She sucked me into her mouth, licked my balls, and pumped my shaft. Then she kissed her way up my body.
I wanted to close my eyes—her mouth felt too good—but I watched her, my head on the pillow and my hands in her hair. I couldn’t miss this.
She kissed my abs and my chest. She stroked her hands up to my shoulders and down my arms, wrapping her grip around my muscles. When she straddled my waist and leaned down, I thought she was going to kiss me and couldn’t fucking wait for it, but Jenna put her hand on my chin and tipped my head back. She licked my throat.
“You have the sexiest neck I’ve ever seen,” she whispered, pressing her lips there, sucking a little. “When you get home from work and you unbutton your collar and I get to see it…I nearly die every time.”
“Yeah? That gets you going?”
“Oh yeah. Among other things. The rolled-up sleeves is a hit with me too. Your arms are incredible.”
God, it felt good knowing how I got to her. “Thank you,” I said, a little smugly.
