Kim leaned up to take Nate’s face into her small hands, “You aren’t the man that I thought you were.”

Nate held his breath. This was the first time that Kim had voluntarily touched him. He had been hoping that she would initiate something physical with him. Nate didn’t want to scare her away. He knew that her ex had been a shit bag, and he wanted to prove that he was different.

“I’m not?” he replied softly.

Kim’s face flushed, as she shook her head. She moved even closer so that there was hardly a space between their bodies.

“I thought we made a deal?”

Her breathing increased as he slipped his hands around her waist and settled on her hips. Then he lifted Kim until she straddled his lap.

“I wanted to make sure that was what you really wanted,” Nate growled, his eyes boring down into hers.

Kim leaned in and kissed the underside of his chin, “What do I need to do to convince you?”

Nate cut off her question as his lips covered hers. A maelstrom of emotion was swirling in his gut. He had never felt this way about a woman before. She had him twisted up in all of the tiny spaces of his heart.

Nate had always been a player, a love her and leave her kind of guy. The sad truth was that he had been the man that Kim had thought him to be. But he didn’t want to be that guy anymore. He didn’t want a different girl in his bed every night.

And that shocked the hell out of him.

He wasn’t ready to profess his love or to buy a diamond ring. But he sure as hell was ready to stake his claim. He didn’t want Andrew the douche bag to think that she was unprotected or unspoken for because neither one was true.

He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and almost smiled at the whimper that escaped her throat. She tasted of coffee and cherries, and he couldn’t get enough of it. His hands dug into her hips as she slipped her fingers into his hair.

Kim was drowning as he took her mouth over and over again. Kim thought that she knew everything there was to know about kissing. Hell, she had been married! But everything in the past paled to what was happening now.

Her body felt alive, sparks of electricity shooting every which way. Kim's stomach was in knots, and her breasts pressed heavily against his chest. She was so damn aroused by his simple kiss that she wanted to rip his clothes off.

Much to Nate’s surprise, she bit his lower lip, and their kiss darkened into something akin to lovemaking with teeth and tongues and bodies that writhed against each other.

Her hands slipped around his waist and crept up under his t-shirt. Andrew had been the only man Kim had ever been with. Where Andrew was lean on the verge of skinny, Nate was thick and heavily muscled.

Her panties were a wreck. She knew that she had soaked them. His hands had pushed up the edges of her skirt so that they rested on her bare thighs.

Kim couldn’t help the need to grind her pussy against his lap. She had never felt to frenzied before, her desire taking full control of reason.

Nate grunted as he felt her wetness through his jeans.

“Fuck,” he moaned, as his hands slipped around and grabbed her ass. He molded the globes as she ground her core harder against the bulge in his jeans.

“Fuck, baby, we need to stop,” Nate whispered against her neck before placing open mouth kisses that had her mewling with need.

“No!” Kim’s answer was more than clear, “No stopping, I need more!”

Nate’s hand slipped to the front panel of her panties.

“You are so fucking wet, Kim. Do you know what that does to me?”

But Kim couldn’t answer with his fingers lightly tracing the lips of her pussy. She moaned and arched against his fingertips, wanting more, needing more.

He pushed her panties to the side and traced the moisture on her bare pussy.

Kim gasped in shock as he brought his hand up to her lips and painted them with her juices before taking another sole drugging kiss.

It was naughty and should have disgusted her, but her pussy gushed instead. He growled his approval into the kiss as he slipped a finger into her wet folds.

This was what Kim had been silently begging for. Her body knew it’s master and would have done anything he asked.

Nate gently stroked her folds, licking, and lapping at her mouth in the same way that reminded her of what some men did between a woman’s thighs.

The desire that had been building in the pit of her stomach began to spread out. She felt it at the core of her back, the tips of her toes, and in her aching breasts that had hardened to diamond points.

Kim hadn’t known that lovemaking could feel this way. She hadn’t realized what her body was capable of.

When Nate began to thrust his finger in and out of her pussy, Kim’s hips began to move. One finger became two, and when a third was added, she whimpered at the feeling of fullness. She rode his hand, her hips gyrating and thrusting against his thick fingers.

“Fuck, baby, you are so damn sexy,” Nate whispered against her cheek. “Take your pleasure kitten, take it all.”

He increased his speed, and Kim was almost manic. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. Her eyes were wild.

Nate used his thumb to caress her clit that had popped out from behind its hood. He circled it, again and again, lightly flicking, and gauging her responses to know that would send her to ecstasy.

As he rubbed he leaned down to suck one of her nipples through her t-shirt, the combination of his hands between her thighs and his mouth on her breath proved to be too much, she flew.

Kim shattered, her voice screaming out his name as her pussy gushed with her release. Kim’s body continued to ride his fingers until the final contraction had shaken her body. She felt exhausted and vulnerable.

Never before had she behaved so wantonly. Never before had Kim been pushed to the point of no return. She had always had control during sex. But what they had just done, defied all reason.

And that had only been his hand.

“You are so fucking beautiful, baby.”

He kissed her temple tenderly and then tucked her against his body. When she started to tremble, I grabbed the blanket on the back of the couch and covered her.

“I am probably squishing you,” she muttered against his neck.

Nate smiled and tightened his arms around her, “I will most likely die, but it will be worth it.”

Kim laughed and smacked his stomach.

Nate loved the sheer joy in the sound of her laughter. It wasn’t often that Kim laughed like that. Usually, it was more of a polite, cultured tone. But this wasn’t anything like that.

Her eyes were sparkling underneath those tired lids.

“I’m not that heavy,” she mumbled her cheeks heating.

“There is nothing about you, baby that I can’t handle.”

The words were innocent enough, but Kim’s heart began to melt a little. Because she felt like Nate really meant what he said, and as scary as that was, it was also comforting.