I've barely closed the door behind me before Nate's lips are on mine, kissing and sucking in the most delicious way. I moan into his mouth when he lifts me up and wraps my legs around him, slamming my back into the door. I can feel how badly he wants me when he thrust between my legs and even through layers of clothing, the sensation is toe-curling.

"Nate." I fist my hands in his hair and tug his head down to my cleavage.

He licks the valley between my breasts tantalizingly and I cry out when he bites one swell — hard. He immediately soothes it with quick flicks of his tongue and hot open-mouthed kisses. And then he does it all over again on different places on my chest. It's takes me a while to realize he's marking me when I notice the obscene amount of reddish purple brushing smattering my pale skin.

"Feeling a little possessive tonight?" I tease. I really don't mind, though. It's hot as hell to me.

"Bet your sexy ass." He growls, smacking my ass unexpectedly and causing me to gasp. "Every fucker out there had eyes for you and you didn't even know it. I had to stop myself from punching out the assholes that had the audacity to check you out when I was standing right there. Could've sent them home limping."

"Nate." I admonish, having no idea what's he's talking about. I didn't think anyone was staring at me, not when the winner of the night was my date and under every spotlight. Part of me realizes how ridiculously primal he sounds when I could care less about who was staring at me but another part of me finds it so attractive that I make him feel as intensely as I do.

"You're mine, Angel." He pulls away to watch me and I suppress a shiver. His eyes flash with desire, dominance, and possession. "I protect what's mine."

I can't possibly respond to that. I don't have the words for what's overcome him tonight but I like it — a lot. It's so different from Nate's easygoing nature and in this moment I've never been more turned on by him.

"How do you want it?" He murmurs, squeezing my breasts together and earning my soft cry.

"Right here." I tell him breathlessly. "Against this wall."

He hums low in his throat, his mouth curling into a smirk. "I've made you a dirty girl haven't I, Angel?"

"Is that a bad thing?" I ask him and reach for his belt to unbuckle it. When his thick and long cock springs out, I grip it tightly and his head falls back, eyes falling shut and biting his lip.

"Not at all." He chokes out. "It's so fucking good."

I smile as I begin to work him, pumping his length steadily and with a firm grip like he taught me. His breaths visibly become harsher and his mouth falls open at the pleasure I'm bringing him. I swirl the pre-cum that's gathered at the tip all the way down to the base and use it so smooth out my movements, my hand motions becoming more fluid. I add a twisting gesture as I continue to work him and he groans so loudly I have to cover his mouth with my own in a searing kiss. It's hot and heavy and everything he's doing to me with his tongue is such a turn on, this is all the foreplay I need.

"Condom. My clutch." I mumble against his lips.

He grabs it off the stand beside the door and opens it to take a condom out, dropping it back on the floor so he can open the pack.

"Can I?" I ask him when he has the rubber in his hand.

He nods and gives it to me. I ignore my nerves and stretch it out so I can roll it on him. It takes me a couple of tries but Nate waits patiently until I've got it. Once it's on he reaches underneath all the layers of fabric of my gown to slide his hand between my legs and he sucks in a harsh breath when he instantly meets skin.

"No panties?" He rasps.

I shake my head, nibbling the corner of my lip. "Thought I would save us the time."

"You had absolutely nothing on under this dress the whole time?" When I nod my head in confirmation he groans, mumbling, "Fucking killing me, baby."

He holds my legs tightly against his hips and then a second later he's slamming into me. I cry out and clutch his shoulders, my nails digging in to hold on. He slides his hands up my thighs and under to cup my ass, holding me right where I want him. He slides out almost all the way and then slams into me again and we both moan. I spread my legs as wide as they can go and invite as much of him as I can. When he slams into me a third time, I meet him halfway by rolling my hips and he hisses his approval. He grabs hold of both my hands and lifts them above my head to pin them in place.

"Hold tight, baby." He smirks. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, so good, you'll forget your name because you'll be too busy screaming mine."

Oh, God. The pulsing between my legs turns into a painful ache from being so ridiculously turned on. I love his dirty talk and filthy promises. I love the animal in him that comes out when we do this, like he's claiming me for good.

"Then do it." I meet his stare and give the dirty right back to him, cursing for the second time in my life. "Fuck me, Nate."

He knows I've never said the vulgar words to him before and a roar rips out of him as he begins pounding into me so hard, my teeth rattle. My head falls back against the door and bangs against it from the sheer force that Nate is fucking me with. Over and over his hips slap against mine and make the most erotic noises as a background to our moans and cries. For once I don't have to be careful about volume and I'm surprised at how loud I'm being. I can be expressive in bed but I do have my limitations. Tonight, though? There are none. Nate feels too good and I'm so overwhelmed with pleasure that it's drawing the most desperate chants out of me.

I moan and curl my fingers into my palms above my head when Nate rolls his hips into mine, his cock seated all the way inside me. I wish I could touch him back but he has my arms pinned in place and I can tell he's enjoying the dominance. I'm enjoying it too so I don't mind all that much.

He buries his face into the crook of my neck and bites down on my collarbone as he picks up his pace. The door behind me rattles noisily and my head thumps against it with every thrust Nate gives me. I lock my ankles tightly together behind his back, the heels of my feet digging into his ass. I arch my back and try to get our bodies as closely together as they can because that's the only way I can touch him. He presses against me and the feeling of his hard chest on mine causes my nipples to go hard with satisfaction, brushing against the silk of his button-down shirt and eliciting the most mind-numbing pleasure. I can feel myself getting closer to release when his thrusts become more shallow, his cock now drilling into me with hard and fast-paced strokes and my clit rubbing against his pelvis mercilessly.

"Oh my God." I throw my head back and my toes curl in tightly when my abdomen clenches. "Nate. I'm right there."

"Me too, baby." He grunts and his hips slam even harder against mine. "This pussy is so goddamn tight. So fucking perfect."

"Nate. That's so good." I moan. And then he pounds into me so rough and deep and hits something inside my body that makes my entire being shake with pleasure. The tightness in my belly unfurls and tingles shoot out from the base of my spine to the tips of my fingers. I don't even recognize myself when I scream, "Nathan!"

It's so loud that Nate has to cover my mouth with his and kiss me deeply to drown out what I can't keep inside of me. He hums when our tongues meet and bites down on my lip when his body begins quivering, his release hitting him a moment later. The both of us come together against the door as trembling messes unable to stay quiet and barely holding ourselves up and I love every second of it. I'm overwhelmed with how much pleasure wracks through me and a minute later I go limp in his arms, my head falling so my forehead can rest on his shoulder. He finally lets go of my arms then and I wrap them around his neck to clutch him tightly. When he sags against me, he kisses me softly and tenderly and so unlike the way he just took me — hard and rough. I kiss him back slowly, savouring the feel of his mouth working my own so sweetly.

"That was incredible." I whisper against his lips.

"Gets better every time." He agrees. "Let's go clean up."

He pulls out of me and sets me down on my feet. I have to clutch his shoulders while my shaky knees adjust to being on their own and shove him when he laughs with obvious satisfaction. The two of us strip all the way down and stuff our clothes in the mini overnight bag we brought. Then we step into the shower where Nate gingerly cleans my hair and my body, his fingers gentle as ever, and I sigh as I lean against him and let him do what he insisted on doing. We don't have sex but the experience feels just as intimate and when we dry ourselves off, he carries me to bed and lays me down as he spoons me from behind. His now warm and naked body brushes mine and I shiver with pleasure, arching into him and trying to get as close as we can. He pulls the covers over us before wrapping his arms around me and kissing the back of my neck, mumbling a sweet, "Love you, Angel."

"I love you, too." I whisper back and then sleep takes us both.

***

I have a sense of déjà vu when I'm woken up with the sound of my own moans and the feeling of a warm mouth kissing my neck. I groan quietly when Nate flips us over so that I'm on my stomach, his back to my chest. He kisses down the length of my spine and the tender gesture draws out a soft sigh from my mouth. His hands rub up and down my ass as he licks the dimple at the base of my spine and my fingers curl into the sheets when I feel his teeth nip one cheek. I feel his body come back up and then he's speaking low in my ear.

"Gonna fuck you from behind." He warns and my body tenses with anticipation. "Stay right where you are, baby."

I nod and listen to the sound of a package ripping open, a small pause, and then gasp when I feel Nate enter me. My clit pulses violently when Nate's hands slip between my body and the bed, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts and squeeze. He bites the place between my shoulder blades and leisurely thrusts into me with slow and controlled strokes. It's nothing like the rushed way he took me against the door and this time, we feel everything. His thighs are situated outside of mine and he presses them close together so that I'm squeezing his cock real hard. He moans his approval, sliding all the way out and then all the way back in. I bury my face into the pillow to muffle my cries when his pace starts to pick up and I spread my legs to feel more of him. His hand unexpectedly lands on my ass with a hard smack and I gasp.

"Like that or no?" He asks gruffly, soothing the sensation with a gentle rub of his palm.

"Really liked it." I admit. I hear him curse under his breath and look over my shoulder to catch his head thrown back in pleasure.

He looks so hot from here, his large body seated over mine and the moonlight showcasing all those hard muscles that are somewhat hidden by the shadows. He brings his head back down and meets my stare, his mouth curling up from one side and a brow going up.

"Hey, baby." He tells me, knowing good and well I'm admiring him.

I feel myself blush at being caught. "Hey."

He laughs softly, stroking my face with the back of his fingers and his expression goes tender. He tilts his head as his eyes dip to my body and they take their time scrutinizing me. I try not to feel self-conscious at how intense his stare is. He makes some noise low in his throat, eyes meeting mine again. "I can't get over how fucking gorgeous you are. I swear you drive me out of my mind, Del."

I smile at his sweet words. He always seems to know what to say to me and how to make me feel as confident as possible.

His upper body lowers itself and then he's lying on top of me, all of his weight pressing me down into the mattress in the most delicious way. His arms go around my torso and he holds on to me tightly.

"Gonna try something." He whispers in my ear.

And then he flips us over. Now, his back is on the bed and my back is to his chest as I lay on top of him with him still inside of me. He props his feet up so his knees are bent in the air and uses his hand to shift my legs over his. The underside of my knees lay on top of his knees so that they're sticking up in the exact same position and now we're thigh-to-thigh and calf-to-calf. Our upper bodies are still laying flat while our lower bodies are propped up in the air, his feet flat on the mattress and mine dangling by his ankles. This angle is a lot more shallow but I feel him in parts of me I didn't even know existed so I gasp in response, my legs beginning to tremble.

His arms are still wrapped around my stomach and he holds me tightly as his hips thrust upward, his feet planted firmly on the bed to keep us in place. He spreads his legs, spreading mine right with him, as far as they can go and lets go of my torso to rub his hands over the crease of my inner thighs. His index finger teases the place where my thigh and the outside of my folds meet and I quake with pleasure, growing wetter at the sensation. Keeping his hands on my inner thighs, he stretches his thumbs out so they can part me open and slide down the length of me.

"Oh!" I throw my head back over his shoulder and snake my arm upwards, wrapping it around the back of his neck. "Oh my God. Nate."

"Feel good?" He murmurs, one of his hands moving up so he can knead my breast. The other hand stays between my legs, the pad of his index and middle finger now rubbing my clit in lazy circles.

"Feels amazing." I correct breathlessly. My hand slides into his hair and grips it for support, my other hand settling on top of his and helping him stroke me between my legs.

"Fuck, yeah." He grunts, thrusting harder. He takes his hand away from between me and demands, "Touch yourself. Let me see you play with your pussy."

I shove away my initial nerves and start sliding my fingers between my folds and spreading the wetness around. Nate groans in approval, his breathing getting heavier as he watches me. His free hand settles on my lower stomach to hold me down while his hips buck upward, his strokes become faster. I tighten the bottom of my knees where they rest on top of his to keep us locked in place and roll my hips down to meet him thrust for thrust. I rub my clit faster when I feel myself getting closer and clench my inner walls to squeeze his cock. Nate hisses, his hands squeezing my breast tightly in response.

"Felt so fucking good." He breathes roughly. "Do it again."

And so I do. I squeeze around him over and over again and it feels just as good for me as it does for him. Both of us moan in pleasure as we reach climax together, him spasming underneath me and me following a few moments later. I come harder than he's ever made me and I let go of him so I can grip the sheets instead, my fingers twisting the material to help ground me while I tremble through my orgasm. My body goes limp when it's over and he lays his legs flat on the bed, mine going down right with his. We both lay there for a few minutes just catching our breath. I already feel my lids drooping with exhaustion and I fight to keep them open.

"I didn't even know you could have sex in that position." I slur.

I feel Nate's body shake with silent laughter. "Me neither. Just wanted to give it a try and see if it would work."

"It works." I sigh. "And we so have to do it again."

"Anything you want, Angel." He gives me a peck underneath my ear and flips us back over so that I'm back on my stomach, pulling out of me. I feel the bed lift when he leaves and dip back down a few moments later when he returns. I'm in the exact position he left me, my body too spent to move.

"I think you broke me." I mumble into the pillow.

He snickers, turning me over so that our bodies face each other side my side. I snuggle into him and throw one arm over his torso, my leg lifting to rest on top of his hip.

"Should I apologize?" He teases, stroking my hair.

I snort. "No."

He laughs again and I smile at how nice the deep rumble of his chest feels when it's pressed against my ear. "I really did break you. Where did my sweet and innocent Angel go, hmm?"

"She got lost somewhere about a hundred orgasms back."

"Nah, she's still here." He kisses my forehead. "Just not so much in bed, huh?"

"I have to say, you're giving me awesome material for my books. I'm going to be rewriting all of our sexcapades."

"You're just using me for my body, aren't you? I knew it."

I laugh and poke his ribs. Or try to. There's too much muscle to get to it. "Can you blame me? I have a stripper in my bed who's using all his stage moves on me."

He tugs my hair playfully. "These are not my stage moves. These are my limited edition private moves and you're the only who has VIP access."

"Oh, yeah? For free?"

"Who do you think I am, woman? You owe me at least ten grand at this point."

"You wish." I slap his chest. "You got just as many orgasms out of this, too. I think you should be paying me."

"And the snark is back." He pretends to wince.

"You haven't been doing any shows lately, huh? I meant to ask why you stopped."

He shrugs. "I've just been busy with pros and I guess it doesn't feel right now that we're together."

"You could always do solo shows."

"But would you still mind? I usually strip down to my boxers and if you're not comfortable with that then I won't do it."

I tip my head back to look at him. It always amazes me how thoughtful he is. "I don't mind, Nate. It's not all that different from when you're boxing and you're also just in boxers. I know your body will always be on display in some form and that's fine with me. What you do with it is yours and you've worked to hard be where you are, both with stripping and boxing."

He tucks my hair behind my ear, smiling down at me. "You're amazing."

My cheeks grow warm and I look back down at his chest, stroking the place where his heart is. "Nah."

"Yes." He insists, catching my chin and lifting it up. His eyes are soft with something I can't name. "You are. Everyday you amaze me, Delilah. You're an incredible mother, a loving daughter, a caring friend, and the perfect partner. There isn't anything about you I would change; the good, the bad, and everything in between. All of those things make you you and I love everything about you. To me you're...fuck. Sensational, baby."

Tears prick the back of my eyes and I have to pull in a deep breath before I can speak again. "I don't know what I ever did to make you think of me this way. I mean look at you, Nate — all of your success and who you are as a human being. You're the best man I know in a world where good men hardly exist anymore. It's still hard to believe you ever noticed me."

"How could I not, hmm?" He bends his head to kiss me sweetly and I sigh into his mouth, clutching his shoulder. He pulls away to rest his forehead mine and closes his eyes. "All I see is you, Angel. Forever."

He rubs the words underneath the swell of my breast as he says them and I know I made the right decision tattooing them on me. Those five words will always be engraved on my skin the same way they were engraved on my heart first.

"You were the first person to see me." I whisper, linking my hand with his hand that's resting on my face.