Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 34941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
It's been a bright and shining decade, and I know I'm the luckiest woman alive. Nathan is bossy, pushy, and possessive, but I love every minute of it. When the lights go out and it's just the two of us, things are just as steamy as ever.
Today, though, there’s no need for the lights to be out. We're alone, and it's only noon.
Once we make it into the bedroom, Nathan has me pushed up against a wall, kissing me like it's our first time all over again. I have a little surprise for him—a seductive little lingerie number under my clothes—and I've been excited to see his reaction. But as we kiss and his mouth moves from my jaw to my neck, I start to have some hesitation piercing through the lust.
It's so bright in here, and I know he can see everything....and I'm not the trim figure I once was. Ten years and three kids will do that to a woman. I'm curvier than ever before, and a rare moment of self-consciousness washes over me.
I don't say anything, but Nathan knows my body well, and he feels me stiffen. "What's wrong?"
"Do you want to pull the curtains closed a little more?" I suggest, not wanting to ruin the momentum.
He looks baffled. "Fuck no. I want to see you."
"Nathan, please?"
"I'll consider it if you tell me what's wrong."
I bite my lip, not wanting to ruin the surprise but also not wanting to lie to him. Finally, I just come out with it. "I bought some lingerie for you, and I'm wearing it, but...I'm suddenly feeling like it might be too much. I'm not...as fit as I used to be."
Nathan's gaze is thunderous like he can't believe what I'm saying. "Noelle," he rumbles. "You're hotter than ever to me, you know that right? I fucking love your curves, and I love being able to be rougher with you because of them. You've never been more beautiful, do you understand?"
"Yes," I breathe, knowing he's speaking the truth.
He grins, looking pleased. "Good. Now, can we go back to the part where I was taking your clothes off?"
I giggle and nod. "Yes."
"Perfect." He pushes the sundress I'm wearing off my shoulders, and I shimmy my hips so the fabric pools around my feet. Then he pauses, his gaze roving over me like I'm a feast and he's a starving man.
I've got on a red lace corset, thigh-high stockings, and a thong to match.
"Do you like it?"
"You are stunning, babe."
I beam at him, feeling more confident. "Thank you. Now, it's your turn."
He doesn't have to be asked twice. Soon enough, he's shirtless and barefoot, but the pants are still on…for the moment, anyway.
We tumble into the bed together, kissing and touching, and soon I'm on top, riding him with abandon. I know he'll want to take charge eventually, and I'll let him, but for now, I love the view from here.
"You are the sexiest thing alive," Nathan groans, his fingers digging into my hips.
I moan his name, arching my back and letting him take control, just a bit. Just enough to know who's really in charge.
"Bend over," he growls. "I want to fuck that tight little ass of yours while you're wearing these stockings."
My eyes flutter closed, and my pussy clenches. I love the dirty talk. Nathan is the perfect man, in every sense of the word. Older, dominant, and sexy as sin.
When he bends me over and fucks my ass, I forget how to breathe. He lubes up, but it's still a tight squeeze at first, almost painfully so. But I adjust soon enough, and his thick girth slides inside. I'm stretched and filled completely. My body trembles, and he grips my hair, pulling it so I'm upright and my back is against his chest.
"How do you like this?"
"It's perfect," I gasp, rocking my hips against him, feeling him slide deeper. "Oh God, it's amazing."
"I thought so." He kisses my neck and thrusts his hips.
With him in my ass, he slides his hand down my belly to tease my clit. The sharp burst of pleasure has me so close. "I'm going to come."
"I know, baby," he grunts, his pace quickening.
I don't even know which way is up or down. Everything is a haze of pleasure and heat.
"Oh!" I gasp as his teeth nip my neck, and I come.
"Fuck," Nathan hisses, his hips slamming into mine. I cry out his name as he pulses inside of me, filling me with his seed.
We collapse onto the bed, a tangled mess of sweaty limbs and satisfaction.
"I'll be back in a minute," Nathan says, pressing a kiss against my temple.
"Where are you going?"
"To clean you up, gorgeous."
I can't protest, can't even form a coherent thought. I'm in a state of euphoria.
Nathan comes back with a damp washcloth and takes his time cleaning every inch of my skin. When he's finished, I curl up against him and sigh contentedly.