JESSICA’S POV
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I shriek as I’m thrown onto his bed, the soft mattress denting beneath my weight and my legs are bent as my calves are hanging down the side of the bed, my toes not even touching the floor.
“Shoes off.” Nathaniel demands and as crazy as his demand is, it’s still attractive and seductive.
Goddess, if he asked me to throw my panties out of the window, I would at this point.
We both take our shoes off and I sit on the edge of the bed, gawking at him when he pulls his t-shirt over his head, tossing it aside.
I remove my blouse without him saying a word. The slow undressing as we stare into one amother's eyes. The tension just keeps on building, my core tightening when his hands drop to his pants and he slowly undoes the button.
The sound of the zip being undone races my
