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The realization feels heavy, somehow. But it also feels… right.
I pick her up, relishing the little squeak she makes as I tug her to the bed. We’re in Nora’s childhood bedroom, and I do not give one single fuck.
I’m going to take her here. I’m going to show her exactly how much I want her. And how much I like that she trusts me.
Nora sprawls out on the bed. I watch her back arch, following the trail of tiny droplets of water as they run down her smooth skin.
Fuck.
“Lay back,” I say. “Put your arms above your head.”
Nora raises an eyebrow but complies. I disappear into the bathroom, then reappear with my belt. Her eyes widen as I take it and lightly weave it through her extended hands before securing it to the ancient iron of her bedframe.
“Figured you’d be the type of guy who wanted to tie me up,” she says in a sultry tone.
I shake my head. “Not that.”
“What is it?”
“If you touch me, I’ll… you can’t touch me,” I clarify. If she touches me, I’m going to come too soon.
Nora seems to understand. She shifts slightly, testing the bond.
“Is it hurting you?” I’d feel like a piece of shit if it was.
She shakes her head. “No. Just never been… tied up before.”
I wait, nervous for her to continue.
Finally, she nods. “I like it.”
It’s all the encouragement that I need. I move forward. In the shower, touching Nora was a necessity. I needed it like I needed to breathe.
Now? It’s a fucking treat.
My hands roam over her body. I touch her fine shoulders, marveling at the muscle I find there, even though they look so delicate. I touch her collarbones, my fingers sliding down toward her breasts. I cup one, then the other, pushing them up. Leaning forward, I nuzzle the space between them, letting the hair of my beard scratch at her soft skin.
“Shit, Clint. That feels good,” she moans.
I smile, wrapping my lips around one nipple. It hardens under my tongue, and I lap at it before using my teeth to gently bite it, tugging lightly.
“Oh, fuck,” Nora pants.
Yes. If there’s one thing I’ve noticed about Nora, it’s that she reserves her cussing for when she really means it. The fact that I was able to get that out of her? Triumph floods me.
Gently, I play with the other nipple, moving one of my hands up to squeeze at her opposite breast while I do. Before long, she’s panting and writhing underneath me, arching her chest up to meet me as I work.
When I pull back, I see that her chest is red with the abrasion from my beard. It makes me feel bad, until Nora moans. “More, Clint.”
I won’t deny her anything. Not one fucking thing. Nora could ask me to bring her the moon, and I’d get out my lasso to get it.
I move down. I lap at the water gathered in her belly button, kissing her stomach. When I come to her thighs, I push them apart, biting the soft skin on either leg before I use my thumb to pull up on her inner lips slightly.
I was so fucking jealous of Landon the other day. I want to know what Nora tastes like.
I don’t hesitate. I lick at her, suckling her clit for a long minute before making slow, leisurely laps at her sweet taste. She’s so fucking pretty here, all lush curves and glistening moisture, and I can’t wait to be inside her.
Nora writhes. “Clint, I… please. I want you inside me,” she pants.
