Nathaniel’s P.O.V

“Touch me,” she begged eagerly, her voice trembling. “I need you in me.”

I pressed my fingers against her folds, feeling the heat of her skin, the temptation of her scent making me lose my mind. 

I kissed her on the spot right between her legs, and I felt her shudder at the sensation. “Not yet,” I said. “You’ll thank me for this later.”

I placed a finger in between the slit of her pussy and began rubbing up and down. As I did so, ...