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Dawson thrust his hips upward, the motion causing his hardness to slide against mine through our slacks, and I moaned in response, already feeling a wet spot forming in my boxers.
I slid my hands down his chest to his waistband, my fingers ready to claim my prize.
Dawson’s hand stopped me, which was like a splash of cold water.
“I think... I think we need...” His breath was coming in rapidly, and I could hear the lust in it, but already my nerves were shot as I realized what was happening.
I’d miscalculated. I was wrong.
Dawson didn’t want this.
He didn’t want me.
“I think we need to slow down.”
And just like that, my dreams were shattered.
CHAPTER 16
Dawson
It took every ounce of concentration, every bit of willpower I had, to tell Nolan to stop.
Because I didn’t want him to stop.
Fucking hell, I wanted to unearth more of the Nolan I’d seen tonight. The one who wasn’t anything like I thought he was. The one who blushed constantly at my flirtations, who sang the best karaoke, who knew when to be playful and when to be serious. Who was still a pain in my ass, but was now adding a whole new sort of pain.
When he kissed me outside the restaurant, I was surprised, but mostly because up until that point I didn’t think he was into... me. Not like I was slowly becoming into him.
When he kissed me outside the restaurant, his tongue sliding against mine, his dick rubbing against mine, I knew I was a goner. Nolan Harding had blazed through me like a five alarm fire, and I loved it. I wanted more of it.
Which is probably why I had let things get this far to begin with. It was easier to pretend at Sedona that we weren’t... us. That we were some beautiful couple on a date, enjoying one another.
But outside home, outside the Towers, reality waited for me.
Nolan wasn’t just some hot guy I wanted to take back to my apartment and suck off.
He was my co-worker. He was in charge of my brother’s claim.
And he’s probably at least a little drunk, and might regret this come tomorrow morning.
I didn’t want to be a regret. I wanted to see Nolan again, and not in the capacity I’d been used to.
I wanted him.
So, I knew I had to do things right this time. I had to take my time. Show Nolan that he was worth more than just some truck fuck.
The pain and sadness that registered on his face at my words damn near fucking killed me.
“I’m so sorry. I—” Nolan scrambled off of my lap, leaving my aching boner on full display, the prevalent need to come ebbing in every part of my body.
I leaned my head back against the headrest, closing my eyes as I stilled my breath, grabbing myself to try and stifle my erection. But it was no use, and I was far too sensitive from all of Nolan’s dirty grinding, and I came the minute I grabbed myself.
Fuck... I breathed through my ruptured orgasm, the sound of the door slamming pulling me back to the here and now. I adjusted myself as I jumped out of the car, chasing after Nolan when I felt like I needed an eight hour nap.
I don’t think I’ve come in my pants from fucking frotting since I was a damn teen!
“Nolan, wait!” I yelled as he stomped across the parking lot like a petulant child. I jogged to catch up to him, noting the tension in his shoulders. I reached out, grabbing his shoulder, turning him to look at me, and I could see the fire in his eyes.
