Page 182 of Perfect Pucking Match


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“You wanted to see fireworks, didn’t you?” he asks before grabbing a doorknob. “Well, I’ve got the best seat in all of Boston for it.”

When he swings the door open, I’m left speechless at what I find. I step cautiously onto the rooftop, my breath forming clouds in the icy night air. The frigid wind swiftly embraces me, causing a shiver to run down my spine. As I look around, a sense of awe washes over me, transforming all cold discomfort into pure wonder.

I can only assume what was once a bare area is now exquisitely transformed into a lavish open space, inviting me toexplore its every corner. I place my glass on a side table next to a large lounge couch, facing the covered pool at its center.

Soft chimes from wind banners serenade the stillness, creating a melodic backdrop to the breathtaking view surrounding us. My eyes widen in awe as I take in the panorama of Boston’s twinkling city lights. Nate, the mastermind behind this enchanting oasis, gently guides me through the space, unveiling each thoughtful detail.

I run my hands over the plush outdoor furniture, imagining the many intimate conversations and joyful gatherings that will take place here. The thought of entertaining our friends and family or simply reveling in quiet solitude with Nate on this mesmerizing rooftop exudes a sense of newfound serenity within me.

I glance over at Nate, his hazel eyes glistening with nervous anticipation as I continue to explore the rooftop, enthralled by how warm and inviting it feels. Once a barren and forgotten corner, this rooftop has been transformed into a sanctuary where dreams and memories will be born.

Because Nate and I will make them together.

“Do you like it?” he asks nervously.

“I love it,” I retort, my whole body covered in goosebumps from imagining the life we’re about to build together.

“You’re cold,” he says with a frown.

“I’m not,” I smile to him in earnest, but Nate, always attentive to my needs, hurries to get a fire going in the fire pit.

A few minutes later, the crackling sound of fire echoes around us, warmly illuminating the space.

I walk over to the roof’s edge, admiring the city I love so much, alive with music, lights, and laughter. Nate hugs me from behind as I take in the gorgeous view.

“Do you think you’ll be happy here?” he whispers in my ear, sending a delicious shiver down my spine.

“I know I will be.” I smile lovingly at him. “Because I’ll be with you.”

His eyes shut for the briefest of moments, savoring my words and branding them to his heart. I feel his erection press up against me, eager to show me how pleased my words have made him. Nate taps my chin up at the stars as he unlaces my bathrobe.

“Look up, sweet Lottie. I don’t want you to miss the show,” he whispers in my ear before he starts to nibble on its lobe.

He then yanks the robe off me, letting it fall to my feet, uncaring who sees us up here.

“So beautiful. My Lottie,” he whispers as he fondles one of my breasts while his other hand cups my pussy.

“Nate,” I moan out when his talented fingers begin stroking my sensitive clit.

“Up, sweetheart,” he demands. “Eyes on the sky.”

On a ragged breath, I crane my neck back, my head finding purchase on his shoulder. I stare at the stars above us while Nate masterfully coaxes every sensation to spring to life in my body. And when the first sound of fireworks erupts into the midnight sky, illuminating it with light, he thrusts deep inside me, claiming me in front of my beloved city.

I hold onto the railing on weak knees, an exhilarating mix of excitement and lust washing over me. The vibrant bursts of colors ignite the night sky, each explosion echoing in my heart. The scent of sulfur and the distant sounds of cheers fill the air as I feel a gentle breeze brush against my heated cheeks, the pulse in between my thighs becoming a living, breathing thing. Nestled deep within his cocoon embrace, he grabs my hands on the ledge, intertwining our fingers together and creating an unbreakable bond of love and trust. He pounds into me with such savage fervor that my vision blurs.

At this moment, it feels as though time has slowed down, allowing us to savor every second together. I glance over at him, his eyes shimmering with the reflection of the dazzling fireworks. Our smiles mirror each other, radiating pure love and joy. As the last explosion of color hits the vast open sky above us, we come undone, fiercely holding onto each other as the euphoric feeling embeds itself within us, bonding our hearts forever as one. Tears of happiness streak down my cheeks, never having experienced such an earth-shattering all-consuming love.

“Happy New Year, baby,” Nate says, kissing away my joyful tears. “It’s just going to get better from here. This is just the start.”

Chapter 38

Nathan

“Don’t go,” my Lottie pouts as she watches me pack my duffle bag for today’s practice.

The pang that hits my chest as I glance over at my love lazily lying on our bed is so strong that I have to rub my fist at the ache from seeing such a gorgeous sight.

Lottie looks so goddamn beautiful in the morning light, with her jet-black hair in complete disarray, while those big, cloudless eyes drink me in, begging for a repeat of everything we’ve done in that very bed these past two days.

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