VALERIE
The heavy cotton sheets of Nathan’s king-sized bed were twisted around my hips.
Nathan was above me, his chest slick with sweat, his fingers gripping my wrists and pinning them against the mattress as he moved inside me with a rough, familiar rhythm. My head was thrown back against his pillows, my breath catching in high, ragged gasps as he bit down hard on the sensitive skin where my neck met my shoulder.
It was intense. It was loud. It was visceral.
His body was heavy, hot, and demanding, forcing a sharp moan from my lips as he drove into me again. His mouth found mine in a bruising, possessive kiss that tasted like mint and salt. I wrapped my legs around his waist, arching my back, letting the heat and the friction consume me until the release finally slammed into us bo
