Nathalie.
"Take this off." His fingers tugged at my singlet. "Lie on the couch, with your legs wide enough that my eyes never forget the sight of your beautiful pussy."
The words landed between my legs before they reached my ears. I moved to the couch, lowering myself onto the leather, the cool hide raising goosebumps across my back. My hands pulled the singlet over my head, and I lay back, parting my legs for him.
Nathaniel stood over me, still in his suit, his eyes on my face first. Something moved behind that stare, something I couldn't name, something almost soft, and then his gaze dropped, slow, torturous, inch by inch, down my body, down to where I lay open for him.
"Wider."
I pushed my legs further apart, my hands holding them wide. A deep grunt left his chest, and my insides
