The Secrets That Bring Us Together

Chapter 7

Our lips connect and I feel the sparks between us erupt the second our mouths meet. It feels like an invisible magnet pulling us together and I can honestly say I've never felt a connection like this with anyone.

Our kiss starts out gently but it soon turns frenzied and heated. I sweep the seam of Nate's mouth seeking and entrance for my tongue and he happily obliges. Our tongues gently dance together and I can feel my core tightening from the passion of our kiss.

Nate brings me closer to him, if that's even possible as if there's still too much space between us. He breaks our kiss, grabs me by the waist and gently, but forcefully throws me onto the bed, "Mia, I'm not going to fuck you. As much as I want to." I look at him like he's grown two heads before he clarifies, "don't worry baby, I'm still going to make you feel so good you forget all about that shit head ex." He crawls on top of me and presses his lips to mine again briefly before moving them to my neck. He bites at the sensitive skin below my ear and the flicks his tongue over it to soothe the sting and I feel the arousal of the action right at my core.

His hand trails down my body and he unwraps the towel from my naked body. His pupils dilate as he takes me in. "your even more beautiful than I imagined." He breathes. "and how many times have you imagined me?" I ask, although my words are nothing but a breathy moan at this point. His hands move down my body and his finger tips trail up and down my thigh making me squirm in anticipation, "so many fucking times Mia" his fingers continue there slow torturous assault as his lips find my neck again.

"oh yeah?" I ask him "like when?" I just want him to keep talking. His voice is slightly huskier when he's turned on and his British accent becomes even stronger if that's possible. I feel him smirk against my neck as he continues what he's doing, "like, everytime your name gets mentioned".. kiss.. "or I'm in the shower thinking about you in there with me" .. kiss.. "or when I'm in bed alone".. kiss.. "or in bed not alone, wishing it was you with me".. kiss.. "and especially, when you came out the shower in nothing but a fucking towel wrapped around this gorgeous naked body" he chooses that last sentence to rub his hand over my mound and my breath gets caught in my throat.

I don't know if it's the honesty in his voice at his dirty confessions or that fact I haven't had sex in well over a month but I'm so wound up right now and I need some form of realise. Nate's words from before come back to me and I have to ask, "so why won't you fuck me?" I don't want to sound desperate or needy but the way he's acting with me tonight is making me forget this is Nathan, my brothers best friend and also one of mine. He continues slowly rubbing his hand over my most sensitive area as he moves his lips to my ear, "because Mia, when I do finally get to feel you wrapped around my cock, I don't want it to be to help you forget a shitty week" he sinks a finger into me and I gasp as he continues, "I want it to be because I'm consuming your every thought, and no other guy is playing on your mind." His words almost hold a hint of hurt in them but the way he says 'when I finally' holds and unspoken promise that at some point we are going to cross that line together.

He adds another finger to his movements and I bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out. His fingers and dirty words alone are enough to make me cum if he didn't keep easing off everytime I got close. "not yet baby, I want you to cum on my tongue tonight, i want to taste just how good I'm making you feel." My words are stuck in my throat and all that's coming from me is quite moans. I feel that familiar feeling knotting in my stomach and I know I'm close. Nate pulls his fingers from inside me and looks me straight in the eye and he sucks the reminisce of my arousal from his fingers.

He doesn't break eye contact as he gets off the bed and pulls me be my hips to the edge of it. He lowers himself to the floor and trails his tongue up the inside of my thigh. My eyes roll back in anticipation and I sit up on my elbows to watch him. "let me ask you Mia, did he make you feel this good?" he swirls his tongue right at the bottom of my stomach and my head tips  back. I shake my head no. I don't miss his smirk as he replies, "words Mia, tell me I'm the only person who makes you feel this good." So I do. Because its not a lie. I have never felt like this from sex never mind foreplay.

Nate is obviously satisfied with that because he flicks his tongue over me a few times and then plunges it into my hole. My back arches off the bed and he holds me down by my hips to still me. When he replaces his tongue with his fingers I can feel the knot getting tighter, he curls his fingers inside me and gives me some words of encouragement, "come on baby that's it, cum all over my tongue, you taste so fucking good, let me taste how only I can make you feel" and with that he flicks his tongue over my sensitive bud and sucks it into his mouth.

My orgasm washes over me and I do as requested and cum all over his mouth as my legs shake and my body arches from the mattress. Nate keeps lapping at me until I come down from my high. He moves onto the bed with me and places a gentle peck on my lips. "you are so fucking sexy" I go to rub over his shorts but his hand stills me for a second "you don't have to" he says I smile as I get down onto my knees and free his straining member from his shorts. I give him a smirk and look up at him through my lashes as I wrap my ha d around him. "I know, but I want to."