Nate wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me tightly against him, our naked flesh pressed together, and kisses me gently. His lips are soft, brushing over mine, and then he takes it deeper, teasing my tongue with his. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold on, enjoying his warmth, thrilled at his hard erection pushing against my belly.
I love that I turn him on like this.
His hands glide down my back to my ass, and he lifts me effortlessly up his torso. I wrap my legs around him as he walks us to the bed, wraps one arm around my bottom, and climbs on his other hand and knees up the bed.
"I love how strong you are," I whisper against his mouth.
"It does come in handy, doesn't it?"
"Hmmm," I agree.
"It helps that you're so tiny." He murmurs.
He lays me down on the cool sheets and grips both of my hands in his, lacing our fingers, and pulls them above my head. I open my eyes to find him gazing down at me, his gray eyes on fire, his glorious dark hair falling around his face. "Are you okay?" he asks.
I nod and he smiles down at me, places a chaste kiss on my lips, and pins both of my hands with one of his while he reaches for the terry cloth tie at my hip.
"Remember, if you don't like this, just say stop."
"Do we need a safe-word?" I ask sarcastically.
"No, baby, not tonight." Oh. Does that mean we will in the future?
Before I can ask the question, Nate ties one end of the sash around my wrist, tight enough that I can't pull my hand out, but loose enough that I can move. He pulls it through the slats of the headboard and ties my other wrist the same way, making sure that I can't pull my hands down past the top of my head.
"God you're so beautiful," he murmurs and sits back on his heels between my legs. I feel completely exposed, and not a little vulnerable. This is all new to me, and I'm not so sure about not being able to move my hands, but the hot look in Nate's eyes keeps me where I am.
He smooths his hand down my arm, cups my cheek in his palm and brushes his thumb across my lower lip. I bite the pad of his thumb, and his eyes narrow and darken with lust.
"Want it rough, baby?" he asks.
"I thought that's what we're doing," I respond with a grin.
"Oh, we'll get there. First, I'm going to take my time with you. I want to touch every inch of you, baby."
He braces himself on his hands at my sides, not touching me with his torso, and bends down in a push-up-motion to suckle my nipples. His shoulders and arms flex with the motion, and I'm mesmerized by his incredible body. He holds himself there, effortlessly, kissing and sucking my breasts, making my back bow up off the bed, trying to get closer to his chest, but he backs away and shakes his head. "No, baby, I'm touching you."
"I want to touch you too," I whisper.
"Not tonight."
"Not at all?" I hear the pout in my voice, but I don't care.
"Not until I've had my fill of you, so keep still."
God, I love it when he's in control. I had no idea it could be so sexy. Honestly, I don't think anyone else could make it sexy. It's just him.
He trails that incredible mouth and tongue over my belly, nuzzles my navel, and peppers sweet, wet kisses up and down my ribs, making me squirm. His hands are on my hips, holding me in place, as he kisses his way south. He places two chaste kisses on my pubis, then presses my thighs even farther apart, and I expect him to start licking my pussy, but he doesn't. His lips nibble the apex of my thighs, just out of range, making me even hotter. God, I want his mouth on me.
"Nate," I moan.
"Yes, baby," he whispers.
"I need you."
"You have me, sweetheart." His hands are massaging my thighs, his lips are doing amazing things to the inside of my right leg, over the top of my knee – fuck, that's a sensitive spot I didn't even know about! – and down my calf to my foot. He sits back on his heels and bends my leg at the knee, pulling my foot up to his lips. He kisses the pad of each toe, down my arch to the heel, and then he starts the process all over again, beginning with the foot, of my other leg, nibbling and kissing and massaging his way back up to the apex of my thighs, trailing damp kisses around my center, driving me crazy.
My body is on fire. I am just sensation. Electricity is shooting along every nerve-ending and I've never felt this… alive.