the lake when Nate would lie on a blanket staring up at the stars while she perfected melodies in the deserted clearing they used to visit.
As the last note hung in the air then faded away into silence, Charlotte awkwardly put down the instrument and met Nate’s awed expression.
“It’s beautiful, Charlie.”
Their gazes locked, the room went quiet for a moment, and then, in the blink of an eye, Nate stumbled off the recliner, moved to the couch and scooped her up into his strong arms. “I think we need a bed,” he said roughly.
She grinned and twined her arms around his neck. “I think so too.”
With hurried strides, Nate carried her upstairs to the large master bedroom he’d showed her earlier and promptly deposited her on the navy blue bedspread.
“Take off your clothes,” he said in a seductively low voice, already making a move to unbutton his shirt.
Charlotte kicked off her shoes then took off her jeans and pulled her T-shirt over her head. She lay there in her underwear, watching Nate undress. When he exposed his chest, she sucked in a breath, wondering how he managed to maintain that drool-worthy six-pack working at a pub. Maybe he lifted weights or went running or— Her breath hissed out as his jeans and boxers dropped to the floor.
She hadn’t just been teasing him the other night—he really was enormous. His cock was long and thick, its width more than that of her wrist. Her mouth went dry at the mere sight of him then filled with moisture as she pictured herself wrapping her lips around that engorged red tip.
“Why are you still wearing your underwear?” he muttered, those gray eyes burning with arousal.
“Sorry,” she squeaked, hurriedly wiggling out of her bra and panties.
Nate didn’t make any move to approach the bed. He just stood at the foot of it, devouring her naked body with his gaze.
“Are you going to join me?” she asked.
“Make it worth my while,” he shot back, the corner of his mouth lifting in amusement.
She narrowed her eyes and cupped her breasts, pressing them together. “Aren’t these worth it?”
He rumbled out a laugh. “Maybe a little.” His gaze dropped to her thighs. “I’m more interested in what’s between those legs, though.”
A thrill shimmied up her spine. Licking her lips, she slowly spread her legs, revealing herself to him. The thrill deepened when she heard his sharp intake of breath.
“Like what you see?” she mocked.
“Mmm-hmmm.” His features taut with arousal, he lowered his hand to his erection and circled it with his fingers.
“Come on, Charlie, give me some good material for the next time I jerk off.”
The crude words made her sex throb. Determined to meet the challenge, she slid her hand down her body and pressed it to her core. Never breaking the eye contact, she stroked herself, rubbing her own clit with her index finger then moving it up and down her wet folds. Tension gathered in her body, her muscles tightening further when she teased her opening with two fingers.
“That’s it, baby, fuck yourself for me.”
His growl sent shivers of pleasure to her skin. She couldn’t believe how comfortable she felt with him, how easy it was to simply spread her legs wider and slip one finger into her sopping-wet core. None of the other men she’d been with had made her feel this way. None of them had succeeded in helping her let go of her inhibitions and actually enjoy the sex.
Nate groaned as she fingered herself, his hand pumping furiously at his cock. Charlotte’s breathing grew labored, the tension inside her coiling tighter until ripples of impending orgasm danced in her belly and curled her toes.
She abruptly stopped her ministration and squeezed out, “I want you inside me when I come.”
Without even blinking, Nate joined her on the bed and covered her body with his. A second later, he plunged deep inside, summoning the orgasm she’d tried to keep at bay. Shards of light filled her vision and she moaned
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