Nate's hands slid down your arms and locked around your wrists with grace as his tounge explored your mouth. He lifted your arms above your head, pinning them there. You could feel the muscle he'd gained from working out and drumming regularly. Feel the body heat coming off of him in waves.
You arched your back so you could grind into him, enjoying the sound of his groan in your ear as he began leaving sloppy kisses on your collarbone and blowing on them, making your skin tingle. You closed your eyes and a smirk played on your lips as he used one hand to pin your wrists, repositioning the other one around your waist to grind into you harder, making him moan and breathe heavier.
"God dammit Y/N, look at me," he gasped.
You did, and you saw messy hair, dark eyes, kiss-swollen lips, soft muscles, and sweatpants that were clearly hiding an impressive erection. But then you looked deeper, and you saw the longing in him: the desperation in his eyes, the way his arm muscles were tight, how he wasn't breathing properly.
"You drive me crazy, babe. You drive me so fucking crazy all the time and nothing helps. I never want to hurt you, but damn...I don't know, once I get turned on around you, I can't control myself. I just want you to know that."
"Do you still hate me?" You gasped, remembering the last time you had sex with Nate.
"No," he breathed, putting both hands on the back of your thighs. "But I can fuck you like I do. Jump."
He helped take your pants off before you followed his command, jumping up and kissing his jaw while he carefully removed his pants and boxers.
You were leaving a love bite on his shoulder when you the warmth of Nate's arms around you, then your bra slid down your arms. He'd unhooked it. It fell to the floor.
"Two can play that game," Nate grinned huskily, viciously attacking your breasts with hickeys.
You moaned and tried to pry his face away. "I didn't give you that many!" You yelped. When he didn't respond, you threw your head back and raked your nails down his back.
"Fuck!" He shouted, pushing your panties to the side and pounding into you. You fisted your fingers into his hair at the sudden strike of pain.
You tried to spread your legs and move with him, but he was pressed to closely against you.
"Stop," he groaned. "Let me do it." He looked flushed, and you could see the beginnings of sweat on his skin. "Let me take care of both of us....oh, God, Y/N...so fucking tight..." He gasped as you felt his twitch inside of you. You started moaning louder. You knew it got him off.
"Nate, baby I'm gonna cum, please let me cum for you," you babbled, watching him come undone with each thrust.
"Go," he nearly growled. But when he looked up, he was like an angel..."I'm right here, baby."
You let go at the same time he did, and he collapsed into you as he tried to make his chest stop heaving.
"Are you okay Princess? Please tell me I didn't hurt you..."
"What?" You asked, dazed by his beauty. "No, Nate, I'm fine. I liked it. A lot, actually."
"I can tell," he chuckled, stroking your still-sensitive clit, which made you jump and stifle a moan.
He chuckled and put you back on the floor. "Shower babe? Makes for an excellent round two."
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Something Like Love ~ Nate Parker smut/imagine
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