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“You always do that.” I chuckled. “You must have kissed every freckle I have by now.”
“I’ve kissed 178 of your freckles. You have 2,703. So by my calculation, that’s only a little over 6.5%.”
My head shot up. “What?”
He blinked in confusion at my response. “I’ve only kissed 6.5% of your freckles.”
My eyes widened as I tried to understand the absurdity of what he was saying. “You know how many freckles I have? And you’re keeping track of all the ones you’ve kissed?”
“Yes.” His gaze clouded. His throat bobbing with nerves. “That’s weird, isn’t it?”
“When did you find time to count them?”
“Mostly while you slept. I don’t need a lot of rest.”
I conjured up an image of Nathan watching me while I was asleep. Of his fingers ghosting along my skin as he memorized my body. As he filed away the information like he did with my food preferences and hobbies.
It should’ve been weird. But it was also the most effort anyone had ever put into knowing me. Caring about me.
“No.” I grasped his jaw, brushing my mouth to his. “I think it’s sweet.”
He exhaled in relief, his breath hitting my skin and making me shiver. He turned his head, pressing his lips into a freckle on my wrist. “179.”
A smile burst across my face and I knew for sure he’d ruined me. I was never going to be able to live without him.
39
Lark
The week passed in a blur of sex and comfort. In Nathan making me dinner, then falling asleep with each other. My apartment. His penthouse. Laughter. Happiness.
It didn’t matter how we’d come together. We’d fallen into a routine and I was secretly hoping he’d never find who was after me. I wasn’t sure he was looking anymore. And I didn’t ask. I didn’t want things to change.
These few weeks since I’d met him had been the most amazing days of my life. I couldn’t remember what came before. I wasn’t lonely. Even my boring job didn’t seem so bad with him sitting in the last row watching me teach.
Chairs scraped along the ground as I dismissed the class. Nathan appeared at my side and we walked out of the classroom down the hall to my office. His hand on the small of my back sent tingles throughout my body.
My pussy throbbed. I could feel the dampness in my panties. It was such a simple touch to turn me on. It would look friendly to anyone else. But the heat of his palm was enough to have my senses primed.
The door snapped closed, and I whipped around. Nathan leaned against it, his gaze burning as it raked along my skin, starting at my feet until he was looking deep into my eyes. He always gazed at me like I was something special. As if I was a goddess, and he was just happy to be in my presence.
He stalked towards me and I knew his intentions before he even grasped my hips.
“Nathan.” My voice was breathy as he dipped his head, pressing his lips to the pulse on my neck. It jumped as his warm breath coasted across my skin. “We can’t do this here.”
“You made a mistake letting me have you, Songbird.” He ran his tongue along my throat, making me shiver with desire. “Now I can’t stop. I want you all the time.”
I gasped as he dropped to his knees. My hands went to his head, my fingers tangling in his thick hair.
“Please, I need it.” He gripped a fistful of my skirt, lifting the fabric and revealing my thighs. “Let me taste you.”
Cool air hit my skin. His stubble ran along my legs as he moved closer to my aching pussy. His warm tongue pressed into the lace of my panties. All of it had the breath rushing from my lungs. The heat flooding my body as desire slammed into me.
“So sweet.” He groaned as he licked my arousal from my panties again. “See, you want it too. You’re fucking soaked.” I shivered as he inhaled. “Goddamn you smell so good when you’re wet for me.”
This was a terrible idea. This was where I worked. The door didn’t even have a lock. But that hadn’t stopped me from blowing him in a closet at my parents’ fundraiser, and it wouldn’t stop me now.
I lifted onto my toes until I could slide my ass back on the desk. Nathan’s eyes shot to mine, hunger in his gaze. I grabbed the fabric of my pencil skirt, yanking it up until I was exposed to him. Holding it in place with one hand, I lowered my panties with the other.
