Forgotten Truth (The Forgotten Series Book 1) by Virginia Wine

looks at me hungrily. If he only knew what his words did to me. Heat rushes to my face and spreads to every nerve in my body.
    Putting a nipple in his mouth, he starts to suck lightly on one then kisses the other. My breath quickens and I moan out loud.
    “Feel that, baby? Does that get you wet?”
    “I’m a little hazy at the moment.” Although dazed, I notice he has all of his clothes on. “You’re dressed. We need to rectify this.”
    He starts with his shirt then quickly maneuvers out of his pants. Within seconds, I’m looking at a god. His body is perfection. A sculpted eight pack. His chest is hard, I see the patch of chest hair lightly covering his impressive muscles, and my desire to touch it is overwhelming. So I do.
    “Nathan, you’re a masterpiece.”
    I glance down at his thick, hard shaft and know this will be an evening to remember. “You. Don’t. Disappoint.”
    “Why, thank you.” He touches my hair and twirls it. “But I won’t fuck you here.” I look up. “I’ll take you in our bed.”
    Jesus H. Christ.
    I’m distracted by the tattoo that has been hiding under his clothes. It’s not what I would have expected. It’s a pair of hands praying over a wooden cross, and above that there are words. I reach up to trace them and read in a whisper while he stares at me. “Life is not forever. Love.” Beneath that, dates are written, and I assume these are his mother’s birth and death. Compassion is the only exchange between us, in this moment.
    He takes my hand and I step in the tub. “Oh, the water is still very warm.”
    “Yes, they have heated tubs, so it doesn’t cool down, ever.”
    I sit at one end and watch this Adonis climb in and sit opposite me. As he does, I take in every succulent inch of his body.
    My breasts are barely covered, and Nathan’s attention only fuels my need more.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” he says. “And sexy as fuck. You make me want so much.”
    “I hope we want the same things, Nathan.” I feel an ache as I look at him.
    As we sink down, he grabs my foot and lifts it out of the water. It rests on his thigh and he begins to massage it.
    I moan. “That feels amazing. Do you offer a full body version?’
    “Only on request.” No wonder he’s every woman’s wet dream. “Whatever turns you on, Bryer.” Even my name on his lips is filled with sex.
    “I’ll start making a list.”
    “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, baby.” I like playful Nathan.
    I want this man, and if I want to keep him, I have to be bold. I have to let my guard down and be the woman I know I can be.
    “Nathan, let me touch you.”
    I slowly make my way over. Now on my knees between his legs, I slightly spread mine. His eyes move to my swaying breasts.
    “You’re perfect,” I say, looking into his eyes.
    “Me, perfect? No. A sex god? Yes.” He teases.
    I find his hard shaft and wrap my hand around it then move it up and down, keeping a laser focus on him as I do so. My lips cover the tip of his penis that’s exposed above the water, and my tongue circles his enlarged head.
    “Oh fuck,” he cries out.
    I must be doing something right.
    His head flies back. “Bryer, you feel so good.”
    I take that as encouragement and slide my mouth down his cock, going as far as I can till I hit water. I continue this for just a few strokes before he lifts himself so I have the option to take it all. His entire cock is so big I can’t take all of him, so instead I suck hard, which apparently still gives him pleasure.
    “You look so damn sexy while I fuck your mouth.”
    His words make me wet between my legs, and they drive me to move faster.
    “You make me so hard,” he groans, and trembles as his muscle tighten.
    My breasts skim his legs as my head bobs up and down. His hands find my nipples and he lightly pinches them. I’m completely turned on just by pleasuring him. His pleasure has become my pleasure.
    My mouth rides his cock until my jaw is shaking. I wonder how long he can