“You’re fucking beautiful,” he said as he kissed his way up her inner thigh. “I could spend all night right here.”

“Well, I hope you’re going to go higher,” she said, a ribbon of desperate need threaded through the words.

He grinned against her skin. “Impatient?”

“Right now?” She let out a shaky groan as he kissed that crease between her thigh and her pussy. “Very.”

She lifted her hips, and he slid his hands underneath her round ass, supporting her and putting him in the perfect position to do exactly what he’d been dreaming about. He dove right in, licking and kissing her wet folds, devouring her, feasting on her like a man who’d been starving for only her his entire life and didn’t realize it until that moment. He rounded her clit with his tongue, then lapped at it and sucked it as he slid two fingers deep inside, fucking her with them in a steady rhythm as he stretched her open.

“Nash,” she moaned.

His name had never sounded so good before.

He teased her, taking her closer and closer before dialing it back a few notches, waiting to drag this out, let the pleasure build until there was no stopping it. Finally, though, she took back control, sinking her fingers into his hair and holding him in place as she rubbed against his mouth, demanding her due. He was all too happy to oblige, alternating between pressing his tongue against her clit and sucking on the sensitive nub until her thighs were shaking on either side of his head.

She came, her body arching, every part of her going as hard as he was. It was so damn hot, the tilt of her head, the sound of her pleasure, the way her whole body tensed before melting in his arms. Fucking gorgeous.

“Fuck me,” she said a few moments later, still breathing hard.

“Is that rhetorical?” he asked and moved back enough to get a good look at her flushed body as she came down from that high.

She chuckled. “Not even a little bit.”

“Good.” He lined up his cock with her entrance and slid in one slow inch at a time, reveling in the feel of her wrapped around him until he was balls deep.

He stayed there for a second, trying to get ahold of himself as pleasure jolted his system and every part of his body tuned into the feel of being inside Chelle. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist and started moving her hips. What little control he’d been holding onto evaporated. He pulled back and thrust into her over and over as pure pleasure built in the base of his spine and his balls tightened. Fuck. He wasn’t going to last long. It was too good, too intense, too everything.

“Chelle,” he said in apology or warning, he wasn’t sure.