Nathaniel's command had Paige feeling aroused as she positioned herself on her hands and knees. She felt the bed shift as Nathaniel moved behind her. Paige but her lip to prevent herself from moaning as she felt the enormous head of Nathaniel's cock position itself between her folds at her entrance. She felt her pussy quiver in anticipation.
Paige felt Nathaniel push his thick member slowly into her and let out the softest whimper. She heard him groan when he was completely sheathed inside of her. As he pulled out, Paige let out another tiny moan.
"Baby, don't hold back those beautiful moans," Nathaniel panted as he pushed back inside of her. Paige moaned softly, and she heard Nathaniel chuckling from behind her.
"I guess I'm going to have to fuck you until your shyness disappears. That seemed to work well the other times," he said in a strained voice. Paige's pussy felt exquisite on his dick; it drove him wild when he had imagined how it would feel prior to being inside and now that he was, he wanted her to feel as good as he did.
Nathaniel began thrusting quickly in and out of her, causing Paige to moan at the sensation. Each time he slid into her, he heard her let out tiny whimpers and moans. The sound of their merging bodies made wet slapping sounds that echoed around Nathaniel's bedroom.
"How does it feel, Paige?" Nathaniel panted out, thrusting harder. Paige moaned deeply at the new pace.
"Good… so… good," Paige said between moans and gasping for air. Nathaniel wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her torso against his. He continued thrusting into her as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her body close to his.
"Ugh, Paige, the way your pussy is gripping my dick feels so fucking incredible," Nathaniel panted. Paige's pussy was pulsating on his dick and he was trying desperately to delay his orgasm until after Paige's. He could tell that she was close.
Nathaniel began pinching Paige's nipples and she felt her thighs start shivering. She was moaning so loudly and she didn't care; she just wanted to reach the peak of pleasure that she craved. Nathaniel angled his thrusts slightly and Paige was sent off the edge. Her entire body convulsed and she felt waves of pleasure coursing over her.
Nathaniel continued thrusting and groaning as he orgasmed with Paige; once her pussy spasmed on him for a second time he lost any chance at holding out. He slowed as he emptied his seed into the condom and gently pulled out of Paige. He supported her and placed her softly on the bed.
"I'll be right back," he whispered. He went to the bathroom, disposed of the condom and started the shower. He walked back to the bedroom as his alarm on his phone started going off. He turned it off and faced Paige.
"Let's get cleaned up, baby," he whispered gently to Paige. "Can you walk?"
Paige looked up at Nathaniel. Her legs were still trembling from her last orgasm, but she was determined to win the challenge. She pulled herself up and scooted to the edge of the bed. She gently placed herself on her feet while Nathaniel watched and was able to stand. She shakily attempted to walk over to the bathroom, but she stumbled; her leg gave out. Luckily, Nathaniel caught her before she fell to the ground. He scooped her up and carried her into his bathroom. She looked up at him and saw he was smirking.
"I see that smirk, Nathan. Just say it," Paige pouted.
"I have no idea what you're referring to, baby. Unless, you mean the part where I won the challenge," he replied cockily.
Paige noticed that Nathaniel's bathroom was similar to hers, except the shower had a rain shower head and two handheld shower heads on each side of it.
Paige sighed. "What's the wish?" she asked as he carried them under the water. It was cold and ate started shivering.
"Is it too cold? Let me know when it's warm enough," he said as he increased the heat.
"Make it a little hotter," she asked, still in his arms. He looked at Paige with a scared look.
"We're nearing the hottest the shower will go and it is almost unbearable at this point. You will burn your skin if it gets hotter," he said, astonished.
"It's warm, but I'm used to a hot shower," she said casually.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't realize that you normally shower in hellfire," he said equally casually. Paige laughed.
"It's not that hot! Put me down, babe, I can shower," she requested. Nathaniel complied and Paige was on her feet. She was still trembling, but she had the strength to stand.
"Paige, if you need help, I can help you. Don't be stubborn," Nathaniel said as he grabbed a washcloth and put some soap on it. He gently started washing Paige's shoulder, then moved down her arm. He proceeded to wash her upper body, paying special attention to her breasts. He moved down her stomach and washed her legs. He placed the washcloth above Paige's womanly area and Paige placed her hand on his.
"Nathan, no seducing, please. I'm still sore," Paige whispered, barely audible above the shower.
"Of course, Paige. I'm just trying to help," he whispered in reply. He tenderly washed her womanly area. Afterwards, he had her turn around and washed her back. When he was finished, he let her wash her hair as he scrubbed himself. He was trying not to get aroused but no amount of control would prevent that if naked Paige put her hands on his body. He quickly finished washing his body and hair and then lifted Paige out of the shower. He grabbed two towels. He threw one in his counter and put Paige on top of it, then dried her off with the other one and wrapped it around her.
Paige watched as Nathaniel grabbed himself a towel and dried off. His hair swooped over his eyes when it was wet.
"Come here," Paige softly requested.
"Yes, my heart," he whispered as he walked back over to her, placing her legs on either side of him. Paige smiled, reached up and moved the hair out if his eyes. He leaned down and kissed her sweetly.
"Paige, there's a few things that I want to discuss with you. I have to go into the office for a few hours today, so I'd like to talk now, if that's alright?" Nathaniel asked.