Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Addison

I don't want to seem like I'm just a foolish girl but the sight of this man at my doorstep makes me weak in the knees. So, kissing him is something that I just do without really making the decision to do it. I'm not trying to say that I'm not in control of my faculties but I don't really think about what I'm doing. I just do it.

It might be the most socially terrifying experience of my life for the first second or two. I'm afraid he's going to pull away from me. But then, he kisses me back and (even better) I feel one of his hands between my shoulder blades and the other one resting right at the small of my back but a little low so his hand is just very slightly, maybe a half inch, on the curve of my ass where it meets my back.

Damn, this is sexy!

I want him to know that he can do more that this so as I kiss him, I rub against him. I moan softly against his kiss, and that has nothing to do with letting him know anything. He's tall so when I rub against him, my pussy rubs against his thigh right above his knee. I'm wearing my thin leggings, and I can tell you that my leggings and panties offer no real protection from the sensations his jeans produce.

I kiss him more urgently, and I'm thrilled when his hand slides down and he's not slightly on my ass but instead holds me there firmly. Not only does the hand at the small of my back move down but also, the hand between my shoulder blades moves down, too. I feel weak as hell, and I'm damned glad that Nat is strong because I don't think I could remain on my feet if not for him holding me up so effortlessly.

And then, his leg pivots, and I gasp. I don't know what's going on for a second but I'm standing by myself staring at him. The look on his face is absolute, pure lust. I can't wrap my mind around that expression on his face while stopping things. Then, I heard the door slam closed and I realized all of this was him just kicking the door shut.

I let out a sigh of relief that becomes a sort of squeal when he steps back to me and puts his mouth back on mine.

After tearing my shirt off my body.

Literally.

He grabs it and rips it away. I think back to standing there with the fire around us and telling him he could rip my clothes off whenever he wants. I meant it figuratively, of course. I'm pretty damned happy that he clearly took the statement literally. I'm not wearing a bra right now because I didn't intend to leave the house all day and I thought I could use a break from the constriction. So, when he tears my shirt off, it means he sees me topless.

Damn.

The whole situation is perfect. It hurts a little when he rips my shirt. It's a cami, so I don't get hung up in sleeves at all. His yank tears the straps and then it tears at the seams, pressing against my body and stinging right against my rib cage. Damn it, the stinging feels like a caress! What the heck does that say about me?

"I'll buy you a new shirt," he growls as he tosses it to the ground.

I squeak out, "Okay," and then he's taking action. He steps forward and lifts me up. I'm a big girl. I'm almost six foot tall and I don't have a tiny little body. I mean, I'm exactly what you call a plus-sized woman.

He lifts me up like I weigh nothing at all!

And he clamps his mouth over my breast. I'm so shocked by the sudden explosion of sensation mingled with the way he so easily gets me up into the air that I can't really think clearly. All I can do is try to breathe. I mean literally. I can't breathe! I swear it's like my nipple has a direct connection to my clit as the suction around it increases while his tongue moves. I swear it feels as hard as a bullet and it also feels like I could actually cum just from this! I mean, I could actually achieve orgasm from what he's doing with my breast!

How in the world is that even possible?

I don't really care about that, frankly. What he does is overpowering and wonderful, and I swear it almost debilitates me. What I mean is that the moment becomes all about the sensations that I experience. As much as I would like to be a very active participant here, what he does with hist mouth is just overpowering.

He pulls his mouth off and breathes out a one-word question. "Bedroom?"

Oh wow.

Oh, holy crap, wow!

"Last door at the end of the hallway," I manage to say. Wow. Is that my voice? It sounds like I'm a character in a cartoon. My voice sounds so exaggerated! He walks and I just feel almost paralyzed, like I'm in the air with him holding tightly to my ass while I clutch his shoulders and I'm stunned into… Well, whatever it is when a girl can only hold onto a man's shoulders.

I think I'm already describing this whole thing like it's some kind of mystic event, and I guess that must really screw with my credibility. I guess it will make it even worse when I tell you it almost feels like I just appear on the bed naked except for my panties. The fact that Nathanial has my leggings in his hand for just a brief moment before he tosses them on the floor makes it clear he took them off but I only have the vaguest memories of that.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not out of it in an impaired kind of way. I'm just so excited I can't follow the sequence of events.

But something occurs to me. I'm wearing really expensive panties. Yeah, I know. Who actually wears expensive panties, right? Well, I got a gift certificate from an expensive little boutique. I mean, it's not the end of the world but…

Damn, I ramble!

Okay, so the upshot is before he can tear the panties off my body, I slide them down and off. It's really the first active thing that I do in this whole encounter, and It's kind of strange to suddenly feel a little self-conscious. Like now that I'm naked, is he going to decide he's not interested? It's stupid, I know. You probably won't get it if you're not like me. Plus sized. Big. Fat.

Okay, I'm not fat but still, sometimes people look at me and make me feel that way.

Anyway, I get a little insecure but he doesn't lose any of his desire for me at all. On the contrary, he looks at me the same way I imagine… Ha! The way a bear looks at honey. I watch him undress and when I see him naked, I'm pretty intimidated. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to stop him from enjoying whatever he wants from me but I hope he understands the need for foreplay because (and forgive me for being crude) his cock is way, way too big to just shove into me.

And he shocks me.

He puts his mouth on my pussy!