Temporary Marriage (Complete MATCHMAKER BOOK 3)

Chapter 8

“ GARRETT POV ”

I plunged my stiffened tongue inside her several times before licking up to her bundle of nerves.

I circled it twice before sucking it into my mouth while pushing a finger into her heat.

“Damn,” I ground out.

“You are so fucking tight.”

I almost exploded right then at the thought of her pussy gloving my cock.

It was practically weeping and begging to get inside her.

But I was a big guy, and I knew I needed to prepare her so I wouldn’t hurt her.

Carefully, I added a second finger, licking up her juices as they ran down my hand. Nathalie’s knuckles were white as she clutched the fabric of her dress.

“How does that feel, beautiful?”

“Um…full,” she moaned.

“This is nothing compared to how full you’re going to be soon,”

I murmured.

It didn’t take long to tip her over the edge, and when she repeatedly called my name, I lost my fucking mind.

As her tremors subsided, I pushed back up onto my knees.

Nathalie’s dress had thin straps, so I pulled them down her arms and then took the dress the rest of the way until she was in nothing but her pink bra.

I ran my fingers lightly over the top of her cleavage and through the valley between her tits.

Her breathing picked back up as I leaned down and sucked on one of her hard nipples through the lace.

“Garrett,” she moaned.

The sound washed over me and knocked my heart rate into overdrive.

I quickly slipped a hand beneath her and popped the clasp on her bra, then drew it down her arms.

My mouth watered at the sight of her perfect, rosy nipples.

I was desperate to feel her skin against mine, so I hopped off the bed.

My clothes were quickly discarded, and I climbed over her once more.

Her eyes were wide with apprehension and glued to my hard cock as it bounced against my stomach.

“Nathalie, look at me,”

I coaxed as I used one finger to lift her chin until our eyes met.

“I’ll be gentle, baby. Trust me to take care of you.”

She examined my face for a moment, then seemed to find what she was looking for, because she took a deep breath and nodded.

“Okay, I’ll trust you.”

I smiled and placed a small kiss on her lips, and my fingers threaded through hers before guiding them up above her head.

With tiny flicks of my tongue, I licked my way down to her high, round tits.

One of my hands kept her wrists locked together, while the other grasped a breast and squeezed gently as my mouth opened wide over the tip. Damn, she tasted like sugar everywhere.

My assault on her tits continued until she was squirming beneath me and her legs had wrapped around me.

I didn’t think she was even aware of the way her hips pressed up so her pussy was cradling my dick. She was so fucking wet—my shaft was slick and slid easily through her folds.