Everywhere.
His mouth is on mine, his hands in my blonde hair, and he's kissing me with a fervor that makes my knees week. He's a really good kisser. Excellent.
Fucking amazing.
He picks me up again, cradling me in his arms this time and lays me down on the bed. The sheets are soft and cool against my naked backside, and I wish I could see him in all his naked glory. I've been daydreaming about a naked Nate since he became my boss almost a year ago. I have a feeling there is a fine, fine body lurking under all those expertly tailored business suits.
Nate follows me onto the bed, and I run my hands up his stomach, over his chest, and up to his shoulders.
Holy fuck, he's built, and his skin is warm and smooth and … wow. His hands are cradling my face, kissing me tenderly now, biting and nibbling my lips, and then he leans on one elbow at the side of my head and sends his other hand down my neck, over my breast, teasing the taut nipple with his fingers, and farther south, slowly finding his target.
"Oh, God." My body bows off the soft sheets as he slips two fingers into my pussy, and his thumb gently circles my clitoris.
"Oh, you are so wet. And so fucking tight. Jesus, how long has it been for you honey?"
Really? He wants to know this now?
"Longer than I care to think about," I respond and lift my hips up into his hand. Oh, God, what this man can do with his hands!
"Shit, I want you. I've wanted you since I first laid eyes on you."