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“It wasn’t fully neglected.”

Biting her lip, my eyes shot up to meet her gaze.

“You’ll have to show me one day, Katie. Show me how you touch yourself. But right now. Fuck darlin’. Right now, this pussy is mine. All fucking mine.”

Letting my finger slip inside, her back arched as a moan escaped her lips. Watching her breathing hitch made my dick harder than I thought possible. Teasing her bud with my tongue, another finger slipped inside her. I grabbed her ass, pushing her up, fully exposing every inch of her to me.

She was gorgeous. The way her body begged me for more without words was something I only ever experienced with her.

“Fuck Nathan.”

I could feel her pussy tightening around my fingers before she was moaning my name out and falling back onto the bed. Waiting for her response to die down, I finally pulled back.

“I told you not to call me that.”

“But I enjoy my punishment, so you’ll just have to keep teaching me my lesson.”

Sitting up, she tugged my jeans down, exposing just how ready Iwas to take her. Exploring my body with her eyes, they widened at the sight of my erection.

“Fuck did you get bigger?”

She looked up at me as she slid her finger along the top of my boxers before reaching in to grab my shaft in her hand. Pushing my boxers off my hips, my head fell back as she slowly took me into her mouth. Her free hand gently rolled my balls between her fingers, driving me crazy. Swirling her tongue along the underside of my dick, twirling it around the tip, she backed herself up.

“Yes, that's definitely bigger than I remember.”

Bringing herself back to her feet, I watched as her tongue licked her lips. Leaning over her, my hand positioned itself at the nape of her neck as I brought our lips together. After months of fantasizing about this moment, I wanted to take my time with her.

“You are so beautiful, Katie, you know that?”

She didn’t say a word as her cheeks flushed.

“I mean it. I’ve never met anyone like you. I’m not just saying it because of this.”

Motioning between us, our naked bodies still heaving with desire.

“I can’t get enough of you, darlin’. This ass, your pussy, these perfect tits. God, and the worst part is that all that isn't even my favorite part. This, right here.”

I placed my hand over her heart, feeling it rapidly beating beneath my flesh.

“This is my absolute favorite part of you. I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve it.”

Leaning toward me, her lips gently touched mine.

“I need you in me, Nate. Need to feel you. When I'm not with you, I'm empty.”

Sliding her to the middle of the bed, I hovered over her before slowly entering her. Taking great pleasure watching, her eyes rolled back as she moaned my name. Feeling her tighten around me as I slowly pulled in and out of her. Making sure our lips didn’t miss a second of togetherness in this moment. It wasn’t long before I could feel my climax building as she tightened around me, her back arching up as her hands clamped down on my back, digging her fingers into me. Grunting out her name, I thrust a few more times, not wanting this moment to end.

Waking up the next morning, I inhaled deeply, wrapping my arm around Katie’s waist, and pulling her closer. The thought of staying in this moment all day crossed my mind as I heard my phone buzzing, followed soon after by Katie’s. Rolling onto my back, my arm reached over to grab it off the nightstand.

Asher: damn flight delayed won’t be in until dinner time if I’m lucky

Nate: if you stopped keeping Bridget a secret, you would have company

All I got back was a well-deserved middle finger emoji. He had decided he was going to wait to tell his parents he was seeing someone. Then he hoped they didn’t ask where she was staying, since they would never approve of her living in the same apartment as him.

Nate: thanks for that.

Asher: Katie mentioned she wanted to come pick me up too. Any chance you could pick her up and not kill each other waiting for my plane to arrive?




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