Chapter 35
Paige was shocked that Nathaniel was carrying her through his front foyer, up his stairs and to his door. He put her down, facing him, and kissed her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he slipped his tongue in her mouth again, pressing into her body with his.
Paige was incredibly turned on and put her hand on the doorknob, attempting to open the door to his room. He caught her hand and placed it above her head, trapping it there. He grabbed her other hand and did the same, breaking their kiss and staring at her, panting heavily. Paige was panting as well. She craved his kiss again and tried to move her mouth back to his. Nathaniel dodged her, putting his hand in her hair and giving it a small tug.
"Paige," he panted, "I should bring you to your room. We should say goodnight. You just got out of the hospital today."
Paige looked at him and she could see that he was trying to restrain himself for her sake. She looked him in the eye. "Nathan, don't you dare treat me like I'm made of glass. I'm healthy and I want you," she said, ending in a breathy whisper. She heard him groan again and he ground his hips into hers. She moaned softly.
"Last chance, baby," he said huskily, releasing her hands. "If we go in that room, you are not coming out until I've tasted every inch of you."
Paige shuddered, closed her eyes and pulled him into a kiss with her left hand. She used her right hand and found the doorknob again, opening the door. She would've fallen backwards, but Nathaniel picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist and kicked the door closed. He walked them over to his bed and when Paige felt the mattress against her calves, she was suddenly plopped down on it. Nathaniel was in front of her, untying his bow tie and took off his jacket. He ripped his shirt off and kicked off his shoes. Her eyes drifted to his pants. She moved her hands to his belt and unfastened it. Her hands were shaking slightly as she unzipped his pants and undid the button. She looked in his eyes as she pushed them to his ankles. He was panting and staring at her like he was about to pounce on her.
"I need help getting out of my dress," Paige said softly. Nathaniel stepped backwards as Paige stood and turned around.
"Why are women's clothes so unnecessarily complicated," he muttered as he tried to get all the buttons undone. As he was unfastening them, he frowned. Paige's back was riddled with scars. His heart broke into millions of pieces right then. As he continued to unfasten the buttons, he kissed his way down her back, trying to make her scars disappear with his love. He finished unbuttoning her dress, stood back up and embraced her from behind. She wrapped her arms around his.
"I'm sorry that you had to see that. I know it's ugly," she whispered. Nathaniel spun her around in his arms and cupped her face in his hands.
"You are not ugly. Every part of you is beautiful," he said. A tear came from his right eye and Paige wiped it away. She kissed him, dropping her dress. He picked her up and placed her gently on the middle of the bed, climbing next to her while pulling his socks off.
He was so muscular. Paige turned to her side and looked at him, allowing her hands to roam his carved body. He looked like a sculpture. All his time in the gym definitely paid off. She looked up at his face as she traced his abs with her fingers down to his v that was dipping into his boxers. He caught her hand and kissed it.
"Like what you see?" he asked, smirking. Paige nodded shyly and started to blush. Nathaniel looked down at Paige in her sexy lacy underwear and admired her toned body. He was going to worship her. "You are so beautiful and sexy."
"You're sexy, Nathan," she whispered, her blush creeping across her face.
"Tell me if something doesn't feel good," Nathaniel said as he flipped her on her stomach and started kissing her shoulders.
He kissed down to her bra and unclasped it, moving it off her back. "Is this okay?" he said softly, kissing the skin where her bra once was.
"Yes," Paige said softly, enjoying his touches and kisses.
He looked at her back and stroked each scar that he could see. He saw what could only be the scar of a belt buckle and realized that these were the whip marks that Carrie mentioned. There were so many that some of them blended together.
He laid down and proceeded to lick and kiss each one, silently vowing that if he ever met who did this to her, he would deliver a punishment tenfold of what was done to Paige. He heard her moan and her breathing increased as he moved his way down her back to her glorious ass. He hooked his hands under the elastic and massaged her ass.
"Can I take these off, baby?" he asked. Paige looked at him from over her shoulder and bit her lip. He felt his dick twitch as she nodded and said "yes," in a soft voice. He moved his hands to the side of her hips and took the tiny piece of fabric into his mouth and pulled them down her legs with his teeth. Paige moaned and lifted herself to assist him. He was kneeling at her heeled feet as her removed her panties from them. He then pulled Paige's left leg up, resting it on his shoulder as he undid the zipper on the back of her shoe and removed it. He took her big toe into his mouth and sucked on it, hearing Paige moan from beneath him. She lifted herself to look at him and he saw the side of the most perfect breast that was in existence. He removed his mouth from her toe and kissed and licked his way up her calve, settling on the back of her knee. He licked and kissed the back of her knee and glanced upwards. Paige was wriggling under his ministrations and he could see her sweet little pussy that was wet for him. He moaned and kissed up her thigh.
Paige felt like a panting mess. Nathaniel was indeed tasting every inch of her and she was experiencing bliss with every touch, kiss and lick. She lost any sense of shame long ago and could no longer contain the moans coming out of her mouth. As he kissed, licked and nibbled up her left thigh, she felt herself quivering in anticipation. He was getting closer to her core that was aching with need. To her disappointment, he ignored it completely and turned and nibbled, kissed and licked down her right leg instead. As he took her heel off, she pulled her foot away from his hands, being careful not to kick him. She pulled herself up and turned to face him, tucking her legs together and to her side so that her pussy was hidden.
"Nathan, I want to see you," she said, moving her hands to the waistband of his boxers. Nathaniel raised his thighs so that they were no longer on the bed and guided her hands as she tugged down his boxers. She gasped as his dick was revealed. Nathaniel smiled as he removed his boxers from his legs.