There was still a look in his eyes, a way he moved that told her he was slightly uncomfortable, and she worried that her fascination would disgust him, that he wouldn't love her as much if she enjoyed a little taste of his darkness every now and then.
Her breath was shaky as his fingers moved in and out of her, as they teased her clit. The words he was saying did nothing to deter her fascination. She'd never put much thought into what she wanted sexually before meeting Nathan, so it wasn't at all surprising to her that she was interested in trying these new things, especially when he said them in that deep, husky voice.
She was climbing higher, and when she peaked it was a slow, sweet, satisfying fall. Her body arched, tensed, and shuddered, her walls tightening sporadically around his fingers. "Nathan," she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed, her face burning with the heat of her orgasm. "I am willing to try just about anything with you," she told him, the pure honesty clear in her voice. "I trust you."