Chapter Four
Olivia
I was going to make Nate lose his mind—if it was the last thing I did before I not-so-spontaneously combusted from the intense heat I was burning up with.
My stomach fluttered as he kissed me, his eyes never wavering from mine. There was something more to Nate Wallis than met the eye. Behind his buttoned-up exterior was something caged, sexual, and God how I wanted to find the key. That spark in his eyes that said he wanted to indulge in the dirtiest, most depraved aspects of himself was shining stronger than ever. Fuck, it was there when he’d first stared at my cleavage when he’d stayed on our couch two years ago, and hell if it wasn’t burning up the fucking room right now.
My skin tingled with the rough scrape of his scruff. Tonight, I wasn’t going to let him go until he’d unleashed himself. Until he had ravaged me with the deep, penetrating lust that shined so brightly in his eyes.
Even if he did try to use my body to resist letting go.
The thing was, even now as he kissed me furiously Nate seemed like he was holding back—like he was taking control of me because he was afraid to let go of the reins. Even with his cock as hard as it was, he still hadn’t released it from his boxers—he’d even adjusted himself a couple of times to stop his head from breaking free.
Goddamn it if I wasn’t going to get a taste of him by the end of the night.
Interlacing my fingers with his, I gently pulled him in the direction of my bedroom, guiding his hot palms over the curve of my breasts, my hips, my ass.
Nate groaned as he pulled me closer, taking control of my mouth again—his hot salty tongue demanding I comply with his heady strokes.
I pulled him in, guiding him towards my bed. I felt him pull back slightly, a sliver of hesitation in his fingertips, and I slid my hand from his and stroked down his ribbed stomach and over his erection, palming him and gently stroking up and down his length through the fabric of his boxers.
Nate groaned. “Goddamn it, Liv, I don’t think you understand what you’re doing to me...”
I smiled at him, looking into eyes that were shiny with lust. “Really? You’re going to tell the cam girl she doesn’t know what she’s doing to you?”
He chuckled as I nudged him to sit on the side of my bed. I stood between his legs, leaning over him so my breasts were in his face.
I nipped at the top of his ear, licked down to the lobe and began to whisper.
“Well, right now, I’m pushing my breasts against your chest. Can you feel that? My nipples are getting hard...” Nate groaned. “I know you can feel them pucker. And now, I’m taking my hand, and I’m sliding it across your knee, along your thigh...”
Nate’s pulse quickened as my lips kissed the gentle pulse at his neck. “I’m running my fingertips along the top of your boxers... I’m working my fingertips under the elastic...”
“Fuck, Liv—” Nate grabbed my wrists in a lock, spinning me around and pushing me down flat on my back in one swift movement. He growled something unintelligible as he ripped open the fabric of my gown, brought his head down to my breasts and gnashed his teeth across the tip of my left nipple.
Fuck me. He really wasn’t going to let go easily.
Spreading my legs apart, he ran his hand up to my panties, edging them to the side for access to my sex.
I was already so wet he had no problem pushing two curved digits up to reach my G-spot. The intense pulse of pleasure had me arching my back in surprise.
“Nate! Oh, fuck—” My scream was cut short by his fingers withdrawing and pushing deeper inside me, and again, to meet my quaking center.
Nate groaned as our eyes locked.
If I didn’t rein this in soon, I was going to beg him to fuck me. My heart quickened. No—I couldn’t lose control. If I did, I might never have another chance to explore the side of Nate I knew was hovering so close to the surface.
And God, was I desperate to know him.
With my back arched from the deep pulses his fingers pumping into my core inspired, I reached for his cock and pulled his length free from his boxers.
With each pump into my core I stroked down the length of his cock, pulling his head into my hand with each withdrawal.
He growled—my reward—his jaw setting determinedly as his cock started to twitch in my hand. I increased the speed until he was overcome with the sensation of my hand on his cock, pulling his wet fingers out of my pussy and running them up to rest on either side of my clit, gently pulling and stroking it as he fought to maintain control.
I tensed my grip on his cock, focusing on his head, occasionally surprising him with a deeper stroke. His grip on my clit loosened and he gave way, but just as I thought I was breaking through, he pulled himself off the bed and out of my reach.
Panting hard, he looked down at me with molten steel in his gaze. Dampness mussed his hair and a thin gleam of sweat smattered his hairline.
My stomach fluttered, creating an avalanche of goose bumps over my skin.
Nate growled. “Oh, Liv—you think you can make me come that easy? I’m not half done with you yet.”
Nate
Jesus, for a moment there I’d almost lost all control and come right in her fucking hand.
No. There was no way I was going to let her take control of me like that... I’d have her begging me to fuck her, not the other way around.
A half smile played on Liv’s lips as her gorgeous breasts rose and fell with the swell of her breath. I looked at her creamy skin—her legs open, her body supple and willing to bend to my every desire.
And God how I wanted to give in to my every desire. To take her and claim her for my own. For good. Forever.
But that couldn’t happen. Not if I was going to keep my head in the game. I tried to drum it into me—it wasn’t just my career on the line, it was Chase’s future, too. It was everything we had worked so hard for. I felt my chest tighten. No. One delicious night was all I could claim from Olivia...and even that was stretching the limit.
One night only, and I was going to start by claiming that deliciously sensitive little nub between her legs with my tongue.
As I bent down to kneel on the floor between her legs, Liv maintained my gaze as she wiggled her wet little pussy to the very edge of the bed.
As I pulled her panties off I swallowed, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth. Never before had I played with a woman who was so unabashed, so willing to act on what she wanted.
Liv made a noise of exclamation.
“Hah—I almost forgot I was still wearing this.” She arched her back and pulled a pink tail out from underneath her.
“What is this?” I tugged at the tail and was surprised when Liv bit her lip in response. The tail was firmly lodged underneath her.
“It’s a butt plug. I wear it for shows sometimes...some of my viewers are really into it. Not just because of the tail, but also because its length allows me to tug on the plug in a whole bunch of different positions.” She looked up at me. “It’s actually strangely enjoyable.”
The corner of my mouth quirked up in a mischievous smile as I pulled Liv so that her ass was off the bed and in my hands. I felt up the length of the tail; it ended in a button lodged firmly in her ass. I pressed on it, rotating it in a circle, and was rewarded with Liv arching her back, pushing her ass cheeks into my palms, her breasts rising to briefly dislodge our intense eye contact.
God, she was beautiful. Every inch of her body rang in my hands, coming alive under my touch. If I didn’t bury myself in her soon I swore I’d damn near come unanchored.
Using the break in eye contact to center myself, I lifted her gently to my mouth to claim her with a long, slow lick, right from the start of that furry tail and through her slick folds to the tip of her clit.
Liv had taken both of her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, and was rolling them gently, her breathing becoming labored and slow.
I licked up slowly again and Liv growled in frustration as I slowed to graze her clit with every taste bud.
I wanted her to come apart in my hands, to watch her sweet sex pulse with a shattering orgasm as I lapped at her.
As her tits rose and fell faster, I licked at her clit, baring the tiny bud to my languishing strokes, with my hands grabbing her ass cheeks, pushing her up to greet my mouth. I pulled at the tail that was brushing against my fingertips and twisted it around my finger, holding it so firmly that Liv had to clench her ass muscles just to keep the bullet lodged in her ass.
My tongue roved faster and more confidently, pushing her further towards orgasm as her body started to shake with the buildup of her release. But just as she started to thrust with the fast approaching undertow of orgasm, Liv pulled away, wriggling herself back onto the bed, her pussy squirming out of my grasp.
She let out a frustrated breath and closed her eyes as she forced herself back from the brink. When she opened her eyes, my breath caught. A fire blazed in them, unlike anything I’d ever seen before. I rose from my knees and stood, panting, the sweet-saltiness of her still fresh on my lips.
“I’m not going to let you pleasure me, not fully, not...like that.”
I ran my fingers through my hair. “And why not?” I growled.
“Because I want to see you unravel. I want to see the look in your eye when you finally lose control and ravage me. I want to know you—not just the person you’ve become accustomed to being when the weight of the world lies on your shoulders.”
An amused smile twitched at the corners of my lips, but something niggled at my core. The little vixen thought she had me pegged.
And even I could reluctantly admit, she wasn’t far from the truth, either.
Liv rose up from the bed, standing on it so she had the height advantage.
“Drop your fucking boxers, Nate. I’m going to suck on you. And if you dare try to turn the tables on me again, I’ll handcuff you to this bed and ride you until you’re so spent the blood won’t return to your head until next week.”
My cock twitched to attention.
Jesus, Olivia Barrett was going to be the death of me.