Tessa Pov
I shuddered at his growl, turning my head to look at him, shy with the way his eyes were staring into mine. I felt like my body was about the same temperature and the same deep shade of red that my cheeks were. Where was the shy Nate that stammered and blushed when he talked to me? Though then again, if I looked hard enough, I could see a red tint to his cheeks as well, and wondered if he was just as embarrassed as I was. “You’re so wet,” he said softly, grinding himself against me again. “So warm, so excited,” He muttered. He ran his nose down the side of my chin, sliding back to my ear, teasing me as he slid his teeth against the soft skin there. “Can I make you come?” He whispered in my ear, pressing himself against me once more.
The angle at which he grinded himself agains
