Sienna
I wake up to Nate stroking my hair.
I don’t know how long I slept, nor do I remember falling asleep. I must’ve been exhausted. The events of the day wore me out—and of course, so did Nate.
Right now, I’m wrapped up in his warmth, and I can honestly say that there’s no better feeling in the world.
I feel safe, comfortable. Dare I even say it—loved.
I look up at him, smiling sleepily.
“Hey, beautiful,” he says with a grin. “Good nap?”
“Mm,” I moan, drawing lazy circles on his chest.
He leans down and kisses me. It’s tender, soft. His lips feel like velvet against my own.
It doesn’t take long for the mood to heat up between us. It never does.
Our kisses grow deeper, tongues seeking each other. I can feel the passion taking over.
He’s insatiable. I felt it from the moment we first slept together.
He’s always in control.
He dominates me, and I love it. But then, there are days like today and like our first time, when another side of him comes out. Then, I see glimpses of the Nate I knew years ago, and I know it’ll all be okay.
He’s still the same person I knew then; he’s just grown up and found himself in the thick of some not-so-pleasant things.
I look up to find him staring at me. The look in his eyes says what words don’t have to.
He genuinely cares about me. And I, him.
The emotion coursing between us makes butterflies flutter in my stomach.
My heart is racing now, just from a single look. Only he has ever made me feel this way.
The last several days have been emotional for me, but he’s been there through it all.
My protector. My rock.
He presses against me, and I can feel his cock growing stiff against my pussy. I reach down to stroke it, rubbing my hand over the tip, which is wet with pre-cum.
His hand wraps around the back of my head, tangling in my hair, and I can feel him pushing me down gently, a silent command.
One I’m all too happy to obey.
I take his cock in my hand, stroking it up and down, letting the tip of my tongue circle his tip before I take it in my mouth.
“Sienna...” I hear him groan as his hand tightens at the base of my scalp.
It’s far from painful. I actually enjoy it.
I push his hip, making him roll onto his back while I sink between his spread legs to get a better angle. His cock is massive, and it takes work to take it all in.
But I do, because I can tell it feels good for him.
And I want to make him happy.
As much as he enjoys me calling out his name, I enjoy hearing mine escape his lips. His sexy grunts and groans turn me on so much that I can’t help reaching down to play with myself while I’m sucking his cock.
I’m stroking him simultaneously as I deep throat him. I look up through half-lidded eyes to see him watching me intently.
There’s a muddle of desire, lust, and heat lurking there in his sexy dark eyes.
“Fuck, Sienna!” I hear him moan loudly, before he comes, throwing his head back.
He’s always in control, but I wonder how he’d feel if I took charge for a moment. I move up, straddling him and rubbing my wet pussy against his still raging cock.
He grabs my hips and thrusts up into me before I have a chance to react.
Then, he flips me over so I’m on my back.
So much for trying to take control.
His movements are aggressive. However, when he kisses me, it’s anything but.
Warm lips kiss my neck and chest, drawing moans as I wrap my hands around his neck.
I want him closer, to feel the heat of his skin on mine. To hear our hearts beating as one.
His fingers gently rake up my thigh, then my sides, giving me goosebumps. He’s moving slow, driving deep inside me while he peppers me with kisses. His cock’s so searing hot, growing thicker each time he moves.
I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him to go deeper.
Heat is pooling in my belly. I’m so close to the edge that I want to beg him to send me over.
So I do.
“Faster, Nate! Please!” I grind my hips, pushing up against him as hard as I can to match his movements.
I can hear him chuckle, but he picks up the pace, nails digging into my hips as he thrusts hard and fast, almost mercilessly.
It’s just what I need.
My body shudders as I fall into oblivion.
“Nate,” his name comes out a wanton pant. “Come in me. I want you to fill me up.”
He smirks down at me. “What my goddess wants, my goddess gets.”
He moves even faster, and then with one final hard thrust, he comes. His cock pulsing inside me keeps tickling my G-spot, driving me to the edge once more.
I squeeze my legs tighter, silently begging him not to move.
To let me enjoy this moment. To ride out this incredible wave of pleasure.
He makes no attempt to move but rather kisses me deeply.
I know what you’re trying to say, Nate. I can feel it.
I feel the same way.
After kissing for an eternity, he rolls off me but doesn’t let go. Instead, he pulls my back to his chest, spooning me.
I love this man; there’s no doubt about it. Maybe there’s a happily ever after for us after all. I don’t know how long we lie there, but we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
I’ve never felt this content before.