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far enough to get his hand inside and cup my breast. I break the kiss and place my hand over his arm.
“You can’t be serious.” I snicker and shake my head.
“Why not? It will keep us warm.”
“Because we’re in an outhouse!” I can’t help but laugh as I pull his hand away. The very idea is ridiculous.
“This place hasn’t been used as an outhouse in a century,” Nate replies, placing his hand right back over my breast.
“You don’t know that.” I know he’s right though the time frame is probably more like two centuries. Still, the area is way too small, and this place was used for its intended purpose at some point.
“It’s not stinky.” He snickers and kisses my throat again.
“That’s not the point!” I shake my head and slap him playfully on the chest. “I don’t want to have sex in an outhouse!”
“It’ll be a great story to tell the kids someday.”
“Oh, for goodness’ sake, it will not!” I start to push him away a little, but he holds on tight, his eyes suddenly becoming intense.
“I want you,” he says, kissing me again. He releases my breast and removes his hand from between my legs only to start running them up and down my arms as his lips move to my neck again. He blows warm breath across my skin. “I was terrified back there, you know. If something had happened to you…I can’t even think about it. I need you. I need to be inside of you right now. Don’t make me wait.”
I shiver, but it’s not from the cold this time. Though we had just made love a few hours ago, I feel as if we have a lot of lost time to make up, and I don’t want to waste any of it.
“You’re the one who kept making me wait,” I remind him.
“I regret that. Let me make up for it now.”
I glance around the room as if it had somehow expanded in the last minute. It hasn’t. There is no way to lie down even if I were inclined to. I can’t even imagine what position we would have to be in to make this work.
“How would we even…?”
“Like this.” Nate grabs me by the waist and sets me on my feet in front of him. He unbuckles his belt and opens up his jeans. He pulls out his already stiff cock and strokes it a couple of times. “You’re going to be on top, straddling me.”
“This isn’t going to work.” I shake my head as he starts unfastening my jeans.
“Yes, it will. Trust me.”
Nate lowers my jeans and panties down to my knees and then grabs my left ankle. He slides one leg out of my clothes altogether and then pulls me up on his lap. The cold air hits my ass as my knees are pressed into the boards on either side of Nate’s thighs. It’s not the slightest bit comfortable, and I feel ridiculous even attempting this, but as soon as I feel the head of his cock pressing against me, all of that changes.
He directs my movements as I raise and lower myself over him, and I completely forget where I am as I feel him inside me. I forget the cold, the storm, the recent attack on us, and all thoughts of the mystery surrounding my parentage. Nothing exists except my body and his, entwined together and moving in perfect harmony. I feel my pulse in my clit as Nate’s body collides with mine over and over again.
He slides his hands up my thighs, and I feel his chilled fingers on my bare skin. I don’t care that it’s cold—I only want more of his touch on my body. I slide a hand inside his coat, wanting to feel his bare skin, but I have to settle for the steady thrum of his heartbeat against my palm.
With my free hand pressed against Nate’s good shoulder, I move up and down, faster and faster. The pressure on my knees is insignificant as a warm, tingling sensation fills my body. Nate tightens his grip on my ass, pulling me down to him as he angles his hips up, grinding against me. I hold my breath, squeeze my eyes shut, and focus on the buildup of sensation.
“Come for me.” Nate’s hot breath coats my neck. “I want to feel you come on me. Let go…do it…come!”
I gasp at his words, and my head spins. I barely remember who or where I am. Though I can feel the rough wooden slats under my knees, they simply aren’t a concern. I’m quite singularly focused.
“Ahh!” I cry out as I bear down on him, screaming his name as I wrap my arms around his neck. My thighs are shaking, but Nate’s grip on me doesn’t falter as he pushes deeper into me, grunting with each stroke.
“Oh, baby…” He groans loudly, slams into me once more, and stills.
My muscles give out, and I slump against him. Nate slides his hands up to my back and hugs me close as he pants against my throat. I drop my forehead to his shoulder and let out a long, trembling sigh.
Nate coils his arms around me, holding me tightly for a few minutes until he slips out of me, and the cool air causes me to shiver. He helps me up, and we both get our clothing back in order, and then I sit back down on his lap.
My head is still foggy, and the tension and release must have gotten the best of me because I fall asleep with my head on his chest. My rest is brief, but I’m a little disoriented when I wake.
