46
Quincey
I woke to kisses on my back.
Nate’s hand moved the blanket off me.
I was rolled away from him, half on my stomach, and I felt him kiss down my neck.
My shoulders.
He tugged my tank up and rolled it off my head, then went back and began kissing down my spine.
Pleasure was pulsing through my body.
I shivered, a good shiver and my insides were melting into one giant throb kind of shiver. I needed him. I wanted him.
I began to roll toward him because I was going to have him.
He held me down. “No. Let me do this.”
“What?”
But my breath hitched because I liked this. A lot.
I was excited about this.
But I growled because I wanted him, even if he was the one to start this.
He moved my underwear down, and then his mouth was there, and I was gasping.
“Nate!”
I heard and f
