House of Horrors || 18+

Chapter 11| Hannah

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"May I?" he asks, his voice husky with need.

"Yes," I reply breathlessly, lifting my arms to allow him to remove the shirt.

His hands explore my bare skin, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He kisses his way down my chest, his tongue swirling around my nipples, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body.

I arch into his touch, desperate for more. My hands thread through his hair, pulling him closer, wanting, needing him.

Nathan's hand slips beneath the waistband of my sweatpants, finding the damp fabric of my panties. He chuckles, a low, sexy sound, before moving his fingers further down, teasing the sensitive bud between my legs.

I moan, bucking my hips, seeking more. Nathan obliges, sliding two fingers inside me, filling me.

"Nathan," I whimper, my voice a mixture of pleasure and need.

"That's it, princess," he growls, pumping his fingers in and out of me. "Say my name."

I gasp, the feeling overwhelming me. I've never felt so connected to someone before, and it's exhilarating.

Nathan's pace quickens, and I can feel the tension building inside me, threatening to burst. My nails dig into his shoulders, and I cry out his name, the sound echoing through the room.

He continues to move his fingers in and out of me until I'm a trembling, quivering mess. He slowly removes his fingers, bringing them to his mouth.

"You taste so sweet, princess," he murmurs, licking his fingers. I can't help but watch, transfixed, as he licks every bit of my juices from his fingers. I blush, the sight both arousing and embarrassing.

"Thank you," I reply, suddenly aware that I'm nearly naked in his arms.

"For what?" he asks, his tone playful.

"For... everything."

He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips. It's intoxicating. "You're welcome," he whispers against my lips, and I smile, content to be in his arms.

He shifts against me and I can feel something hard against my leg. "Is that?" I ask, unable to finish the question.

"Yes, princess, that's me," he replies, his voice strained.

"Do you... do you want me to help with that?"

"Only if you want to, Hannah."

I hesitate, unsure of what to do. Nathan is patient, allowing me to take my time. I reach out, placing a tentative hand on his thigh. "I want to," I reply, the words surprising even me.

He smiles, kissing me softly. "Go ahead, princess. I'm all yours."

His words send a thrill through me, and I reach out, rubbing him through his pants. He groans, his hips bucking involuntarily.

I unzip his pants, freeing his hardness. I wrap my hand around him, stroking slowly.

"That's it, princess," he whispers, encouraging me. "Just like that."

I increase my pace, enjoying the feeling of power it gives me. He moans, his head falling back.

I take a chance and lean down, taking the tip of him into my mouth. He groans, his hips thrusting forward.

"God, yes, Hannah," he growls, his voice deep and rough.

I continue, swirling my tongue around him. He tastes salty and slightly sweet, and the sensation of having him in my mouth is intoxicating.