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“Fuck. I can’t see you. It’s too damn dark in here,” he curses.
Instead of going over to the window to pull the curtains back and let the moonlight into the room, I walk to his side of the bed and turn on the nightstand light. Nate’s eyes take some time to adjust to its brightness, but when he finally registers what I’m wearing, his jaw drops.
“Is that my jersey?”
I nod, placing my knees on the mattress and then swinging my leg over his broad frame until I’m straddling him.
“Do you like it?” I taunt, pulling at the hem of his jersey.
His eyes go wild as I begin to run my fingers up and down the hard ridges of his bare chest.
“Are you punishing me for something?” he growls, fisting the sheet at his sides.
“Does this feel like I’m punishing you?”
His eyelids close, hissing at the feel of my hot pussy pressing down on his hard bulge.
“It fucking feels like torture,” he grumbles.
“Do you want me to stop?” I taunt, running my finger ever so lightly over the elastic of his boxers.
“Fuck no.”
I smile as I add a bit more pressure to his shaft, Nate’s expression morphing from pained to downright depraved.
“You didn’t answer me before. Do you like seeing me wearing your jersey?” I whisper, loving how his body responds to my touch.
“I’ll like it better when I get to fuck you with it on,” he groans, making me instantly wet with the filthy words that come out of his mouth.
I’ve always loved Nate’s low-timbre voice. I could listen to him recite an encyclopedia and never get bored.
But when he uses that raspy voice of his to talk dirty to me…
Sigh.
His mouth is all sorts of trouble.
But tonight, I’m the one who wants to cause a little chaos of my own.
“You’ve gone and changed the rules on me, baby,” he growls, staring at me as if he were about to devour me. “Can’t do that to a man who’s already at the edge of losing control.”
“And what rules have I changed?” I ask innocently as my pussy runs up and down his hard cock.
“That,” he grunts loudly before he’s able to finish his sentence. “That right there is breaking all the rules. You’re supposed to stay good, while I’m the one who gets to be bad. Remember?”
“What if I don’t want to be good?” I tell him truthfully. “What if I’m tired of coloring inside the lines all the time? Of prioritizing everyone else’s needs above my own? I want to do something for myself. Because it makes me happy. If that’s breaking the rules, then maybe they weren’t good ones to start with.”
The golden flecks in Nate’s eyes shine brightly as he stretches his arm just far enough to caress my cheek with his knuckles.
“You won’t hear any arguments out of me, sweetheart. All I want is to make you happy. I just don’t want you to do anything that you may regret later. I don’t want you to regretmelater.”
I softly grab his wrist and lean my cheek to his open palm.
“That could never happen,” I tell him in earnest.
“You say that now, but I can’t run that risk. I lov… I care for you too damn much to ruin us before we even started,” Nate quickly corrects. “I know your heart, Lottie. And I know how your mind works, too. You may want this now, but you’ll end up hating yourself later for not being stronger. For going againstyour moral compass. I can’t have that on my conscience. So please, baby, for me, don’t flaunt a taste of heaven at me when I’m too weak to deny it? Stay good, sweet Lottie. And let me carry the burden of this sin.”
But loving him shouldn’t be a sin.
