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Abigail.”
I jumped down so quickly, I almost tripped. Nathaniel followed me to the bed—he was naked and magnificent, but I barely noticed.
“You have to relax.” He took me in his arms. “This won’t work if you don’t.” His mouth was on my neck and I threw my arms around him. Yes, this I knew. This I could handle.
That wonderful mouth was doing unbelievable things to my skin. My body started to loosen as his mouth made its way down. His lips brushed my nipples and I threw my head back as his tongue swirled around and around.
He placed kisses up and down my torso, his handsalways stroking, always moving, igniting me with their touch.
“What I do, I do for your pleasure as much as mine.” He nibbled my ear. “Trust me, Abigail.”
And I wanted to. I wanted to trust him. The gentleman of last night I trusted. The dom with a whipping bench? Well, he was a bit harder to trust.
They’re the same man , I told myself.
I was so confused, I didn’t know what to think. I was trying so hard to work out what was happening. What would be the right thing to do. Who he was.
And the entire time, Nathaniel kept up his soothing murmurings.
“I can bring you pleasure, Abigail,” he whispered. “Pleasure like you’ve never imagined.”
He was knocking down my resistance. Erasing all my excuses. And I let him. I had no choice, really. He’d already claimed me.
He pulled back and looked in my eyes as he entered me. I moaned and tightened my arms around him.
It was then I realized that for the first time I had my arms free during sex. I ran a tentative hand down his back.
“Let it go, Abigail.” He pushed further into me. “Fear has no place in my bed.”
He pulled out and started a fast tempo, all the while soothing me with his voice. All the while reassuring.
After a while, I couldn’t remember what I was afraidof. Couldn’t remember anything. Just Nathaniel and his bed and the feel of him pounding into me over and over and his voice whispering of promised pleasure.
My release began to tighten in my belly. Nathaniel pulled back from me, lifted my hips, and thrust in deeper. I was close, so close. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him toward me. And just as he thrust in for the last time, something warm and slick pushed inside my backside and I screamed as my climax overtook my body.
He said it was a plug. That it would help stretch me and I should wear it a few hours every day. Anal sex was totally outside of my experience. I had no idea what to expect, just nerves and anticipation. But he said he would give me pleasure, and until he did differently, I decided to believe him. He had never lied to me.
I left after lunch on Sunday. My last words from Nathaniel were that I was to return Friday night at six.
Felicia was all giggles that night when I got home.
“I’ve been waiting all day for you to get home,” she said as I let her in. “Have I got a surprise for you.”
Felicia’s surprises typically involved new lipstick. But I sat down on the couch, tucked my legs under me, and told her to lay it on me.
“First off,” she said, “you are the best friend, ever, for giving Nathaniel my number to give Jackson. Jackson isthe best. I thought he’d be all into himself because he’s a pro ball player, but he’s not, he’s so down-to-earth. And his mom? Can you believe her? She’s so nice! And the way all the guys stood up when you had to pee? And Elaina stood up and went with you? And then—”
“Felicia,” I interrupted. “At what point do we get to my surprise? Because I can do a replay of the entire evening all by myself.” And I planned on doing just that. As soon as I was alone.
“Right,” she said. “Sorry.”
“No problem. Just get on with it.”
She leaned close. “On the way home, I asked Jackson about his childhood. How long they’ve known Todd. How long has Todd been married to Elaina. If Nathaniel dated a lot of women—”
“Felicia Kelly!”
“I’m your
I jumped down so quickly, I almost tripped. Nathaniel followed me to the bed—he was naked and magnificent, but I barely noticed.
“You have to relax.” He took me in his arms. “This won’t work if you don’t.” His mouth was on my neck and I threw my arms around him. Yes, this I knew. This I could handle.
That wonderful mouth was doing unbelievable things to my skin. My body started to loosen as his mouth made its way down. His lips brushed my nipples and I threw my head back as his tongue swirled around and around.
He placed kisses up and down my torso, his handsalways stroking, always moving, igniting me with their touch.
“What I do, I do for your pleasure as much as mine.” He nibbled my ear. “Trust me, Abigail.”
And I wanted to. I wanted to trust him. The gentleman of last night I trusted. The dom with a whipping bench? Well, he was a bit harder to trust.
They’re the same man , I told myself.
I was so confused, I didn’t know what to think. I was trying so hard to work out what was happening. What would be the right thing to do. Who he was.
And the entire time, Nathaniel kept up his soothing murmurings.
“I can bring you pleasure, Abigail,” he whispered. “Pleasure like you’ve never imagined.”
He was knocking down my resistance. Erasing all my excuses. And I let him. I had no choice, really. He’d already claimed me.
He pulled back and looked in my eyes as he entered me. I moaned and tightened my arms around him.
It was then I realized that for the first time I had my arms free during sex. I ran a tentative hand down his back.
“Let it go, Abigail.” He pushed further into me. “Fear has no place in my bed.”
He pulled out and started a fast tempo, all the while soothing me with his voice. All the while reassuring.
After a while, I couldn’t remember what I was afraidof. Couldn’t remember anything. Just Nathaniel and his bed and the feel of him pounding into me over and over and his voice whispering of promised pleasure.
My release began to tighten in my belly. Nathaniel pulled back from me, lifted my hips, and thrust in deeper. I was close, so close. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him toward me. And just as he thrust in for the last time, something warm and slick pushed inside my backside and I screamed as my climax overtook my body.
He said it was a plug. That it would help stretch me and I should wear it a few hours every day. Anal sex was totally outside of my experience. I had no idea what to expect, just nerves and anticipation. But he said he would give me pleasure, and until he did differently, I decided to believe him. He had never lied to me.
I left after lunch on Sunday. My last words from Nathaniel were that I was to return Friday night at six.
Felicia was all giggles that night when I got home.
“I’ve been waiting all day for you to get home,” she said as I let her in. “Have I got a surprise for you.”
Felicia’s surprises typically involved new lipstick. But I sat down on the couch, tucked my legs under me, and told her to lay it on me.
“First off,” she said, “you are the best friend, ever, for giving Nathaniel my number to give Jackson. Jackson isthe best. I thought he’d be all into himself because he’s a pro ball player, but he’s not, he’s so down-to-earth. And his mom? Can you believe her? She’s so nice! And the way all the guys stood up when you had to pee? And Elaina stood up and went with you? And then—”
“Felicia,” I interrupted. “At what point do we get to my surprise? Because I can do a replay of the entire evening all by myself.” And I planned on doing just that. As soon as I was alone.
“Right,” she said. “Sorry.”
“No problem. Just get on with it.”
She leaned close. “On the way home, I asked Jackson about his childhood. How long they’ve known Todd. How long has Todd been married to Elaina. If Nathaniel dated a lot of women—”
“Felicia Kelly!”
“I’m your
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