The moment Justin’s lips pressed against hers, Natalie felt a spark ignite inside her. His kiss was slow at first, gentle yet possessive, as if he was reassuring her that she wasn’t alone. His warm lips moved against hers with a tenderness, and she instinctively leaned into him, craving his touch.
His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer, his fingers splayed against her soaked back. The wet fabric of her clothes clung to her body, but she hardly noticed—her entire focus was on him, on the way his lips claimed hers, deepening the kiss with a hunger that sent shivers down her spine.
A soft whimper escaped her lips as he tilted her head slightly, his fingers tracing along her jaw before sliding into her damp hair. He kissed her deeper this time, his tongue brushing against hers, coaxing her into surrender.
Her arms wound tighter around his neck, pressing her body flush against his, feeling the solid warmth of him despite the cold water droplets still trickling down her skin. freeweɓnovel.cøm
Justin felt her melt into him, her hesitance fading, replaced by a desperate need. He could taste the pain, the exhaustion, the longing in her kiss, and he wanted nothing more than to take it all away—to make her feel nothing but him. His hands roamed down her sides, exploring every curve of her delicate body.
Natalie let herself get lost in him. Every stroke of his lips against hers sent a pulse of heat through her, awakening something deep inside her that she had long ignored.
Justin broke the kiss for a moment, resting his forehead against hers, his breath heavy and uneven. "Still thinking about running away?" he murmured.
Natalie’s eyes fluttered open, meeting his dark, smoldering gaze. She shook her head slowly. "Not if you’re with me..." she whispered.
His lips curved into a smirk before he captured her lips once more, this time with an urgency that left no room for hesitation. He kissed her like she was his entire world, as if he could erase all her pain with just his touch.
His fingers moved to the hem of her soaked top, peeling it away from her skin with deliberate slowness. The fabric clung stubbornly, but he was patient, his touch reverent as he freed her from the weight of her drenched clothes. Natalie let him, her breath coming out in soft, uneven pants as he stripped her of the last barrier between them.
Her gaze never left his as he stepped back briefly, his own clothes joining hers in a forgotten pile on the floor. She observed his naked body boldly just like he did hers. The cold air kissed their damp skin, but neither of them shivered—not when heat radiated between them, drawing them closer.
Justin reached for a towel, wrapping it around her delicate frame before lifting her into his arms. She gasped softly but didn’t resist, resting her head against his shoulder as he carried her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a golden hue over the room, creating an atmosphere of warmth and intimacy.
Gently, he placed her on the bed, the towel still draped loosely around her, her damp hair fanning out against the pillows. He hovered over her, his strong arms bracing him on either side of her as he studied her face—flushed, vulnerable, yet breathtakingly beautiful.
"You’re sure?" he asked, his voice low and husky, his gaze searching hers one last time.
Natalie replied with a light nod, her gaze filled with embarrassment as well as assurance.
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a slow, passionate kiss, his body pressing gently against hers. The towel slipped away, forgotten in the heat between them. Justin’s lips trailed lower, his mouth mapping a path of warmth and devotion along her skin. Every kiss, every soft graze of his teeth, left her trembling beneath him.
A quiet, breathy gasp escaped her lips as his hands moved to her soft mounds, with his sinful mouth joining to give her the most desirable pleasure she needed. He took his time, savoring every reaction, every arch of her body responding to him.
"Justin..." her voice was barely above a whisper.
His deep chuckle vibrated against her skin as he continued, his lips traveling lower, leaving a trail of slow, lingering kisses down her stomach. Natalie’s breathing hitched, her fingers threading through his damp hair as she felt him move further between her legs.
His sinful mouth determined to devour her entirely, drew out the wildest moans from her with every flick of his tongues and his lips. A pleasure so intense it left her breathless. Her body responded instinctively, yielding to him, surrendering to the waves of intense pleasure and sunk into the matters as she panted heavily.
Justin stopped and moved up. Her beautiful face flushed and covered in thin layer of sweat, her eyes shut close as she tried to calm her body.
He gently pecked on her nose.
She opened her eyes and looked at him, her face flushed with embarrassment.
He whispered against her gasping lips, "You look most beautiful when you are like this."
Aware of her situation, she everted her gaze, knowing how bold this man could be and he won’t hold back from teasing her and embarrassing her.
He smirked lightly at her reaction, "We aren’t done yet."
"I know. Stop embarrassing me," she mumbled weakly.
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