Nathaniel wasn't too sure of what I asked of him. I could see it in his face, the concern for my comfort, but at this point in time, that with all he'd been doing to me the last couple of hours I knew it had been just a prelude to something greater. I reached up and cupped his face in my hands, gently thumbing his jaw. Pressing his head to my stomach, I reached to the back of his head and started to massage along his spine and across his shoulders. He nuzzled into my flesh as I lifted my hips and rotated them beneath him. Turning his face, he kissed my tummy softly and started to move up my body once again. As he continued the upward journey, I felt that warm moisture start to seep between my thighs . I had no idea if this was normal or not, but it felt good. If I had learned nothing else in this lesson of his, I'd learned that when something felt good, don't fight the feeling. Soon his arms were wrapped around me in a tight squeeze. He moved so his left leg, lay over my hip and he deftly lifted me up and lay under me again.
"Baby, are you sure? You should rest, unwind a little." he told me sweetly. I had my own plans and now was the time to put some of my fantasies into play. I was just a little unsure how to do it. Yes, I'd read tons of books on the subject. There weren't many romance novels I hadn't read over the last 15 years, but reading how someone makes love, and doing it yourself are two very different subjects. If only I could remember the better action scenes I'd read and put them into motion here. Motion, that's what was needed. Movement, a person doesn't just lie still. They can't lie still and be enjoying the physical side of things. But damn, it's not just physical anymore. Nat had shown me a lot of the physical pleasures, but my mind was involved too. "Penny for your thoughts Jessica. I can see the wheels turning in your pretty little head. What's the matter?" Nat was much too good at reading my expressions.
"I don't know what to do to make you feel like you made me feel. I feel sooo..mmmmmm...I don't know...I feel crude...awkward...", my head dropped again. His arms wrapped tightly around me as he held me to his chest. My ear rested above his heart. I could hear the beat of it slowing a bit. Had I done that to him, made his heart race like mine had? Unconsciously I started to kiss the spot where it beat. He sighed. I was encouraged. I kissed it some more and placed my tongue on his skin. Mmmmmmmm, a salty but a nice flavor and I found I wanted more of it. I moved my face and kept searching as I licked across his chest. Without thinking I licked his nipple and he flinched as I circled the tip of my tongue around it. This was fun. I grinned to myself. Nat wasn't immune to me after all. With that notion in mind, I mimicked what he had done to me. I licked then nibbled across his peck muscles. Before too long, it was he wiggling under my direction this time. Growing braver, I made my way to his neck. With the flat of my tongue, I traced a line from the bottom to the top, stopping just below his ear. I must have been doing something right, because he tipped his head toward my mouth and moaned aloud for me to do that again. So I did, to the other side. Placing my hands outside his shoulders, I raised up off his chest to look at his face.
