Nathan chuckled lightly, his knuckles grazing the underside of her chin as he tilted her head up. "You may look older than the seventeen years you were this morning, but you my dear are far from old. And you're still hot."
His hand left her chin to trail down her neck, pushing aside the tendrils of hair that clung to her throat and his head lowered, the barest brush of his lips against her pulse point just a hint of the night's oncoming activities. As he kissed his way hotly up her throat to take her lips in his, the wet warmth of his mouth opening to her, his hand came forward to pull her body into his, pressing her breasts tightly against his chest as the other hand slid into the silky fall of hair at the nape of her neck.