Page 87 of Guarded Deputy

I laugh, shaking my head. “You know what I mean.”

“I do.” He leans down to kiss me before moving away.

I complain, but he only looks at me and winks. I sit up and move toward him, placing my hands on his hips. His stomach clenches. I don’t speak as I grab both sides of his shorts and tug them down his hips and legs, biting my lip when he stands before me naked.

I wrap my hand around his erection, feeling the hot smooth skin as I move up and down the length. My core clenches at the idea of him sliding into me, making me his. Nate’s eyes glance down to my chest. I follow his line of vision to find my nipples hard.

“You make me this way,” is all I say before tasting him.

“Fuck, Lizzy.” His hands are in my hair immediately.

Instead of responding, I swipe my tongue around the base of his dick before taking him in my mouth. I take my time to slowly pleasure him. I want to torture him the way he did to me. I want him to beg me for more. I want to be fully in control of his pleasure.

When his hands try to keep me in place, I pause, looking up at him with an arched brow. He smiles, shaking his head.

“You’re bad.” His voice is husky.

I remove my mouth from him. “I beg to differ. Does bad feel like this?” I cup his balls and suck him into my mouth, harder this time.

Nate groans and curses, his legs faltering. My other hand goes around to his hip, feeling his hard muscles.

He moves his hands to my breasts, twisting and pinching my nipples before cupping my breasts. I moan, and his legs shake. Deciding he’s had enough, I suck him harder, taking him to the back of my throat and back out. My tongue traces the underside of his length before taking him again, relentlessly pleasuring him until I feel his dick grow harder.

“Stop.”

I shake my head, wanting to make him completely lose himself.

“Lizzy, I want to be in you.”

I pause, releasing him, and look at him. “Do you want that, or do you prefer to come like this? Because in all honestly, Nate, I don’t want to stop but I will.”

“Fuck my life. I have to choose between your mouth or pussy?”

“No. It’s all yours. I’m all yours.”

His hands tangle in my hair, pulling me to him. I willingly open my mouth and finish what I started. Nate loses himself in my mouth, orgasming until he has nothing left. He drops his head, shaking it slightly, and loosens his hold on my hair.

“You’re amazing,” he says gruffly.

I stand so we’re closer in height and kiss him.

“Now, are you going to claim the rest of me?” I arch a brow.

He growls, wrapping me in his arms and leaning me back on the bed. We kiss until our lips are sore and touch each other until we need more. He starts to harden in my hand, and I feel a sense of confidence that I can make him react this way.

Nate aligns himself with my body and inches himself into me. I stare into his eyes, lips parted.

“Perfect,” he whispers, kissing me lovingly.

We move together, finding our rhythm. I scrape my nails along his back, his muscles flexing beneath my touch. His hand is on my breast, massaging my sensitive skin to add to my building pleasure. The fire from earlier is back, heating me with intensity that feels like too much and yet perfect.

Our breathing is labored and my belly clenches with an impending orgasm. I’m overwhelmed in the best way until I’m calling out his name. My body pulses and tingles, my climax taking over in a powerful wave. I’m drowning in Nate, but I don’t need a lifesaver because he breathes new life into me.

My heart and soul feel like they’re soaring. I feel an immense amount of joy and need to memorize this experience.

“Baby,” he whispers. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He continues to thrust into me, extending my orgasm.

When he tenses, I know he’s close. Leaning my lips to his ear, I whisper, “Lose yourself in me. I need to feel it.”