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“Moll, last night, we…” He cleared his throat. “We didn’t use protection. And that’s on me. Usually, I’m on top of that kind of stuff. But in that moment, all I could think about was getting you naked and what it would feel like to be inside you.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks got hot, and, embarrassed, she looked away. “I’m on the pill if you’re worried about pregnancy or…and as far as anything else, I’m…” Oh God, she was stumbling over her words like a fourteen-year-old at the head of the class giving a presentation on sex education.
“Hey.” He lifted her chin. “I just thought we needed a conversation. An unplanned pregnancy wouldn’t be good for either one of us. As for the other stuff, I’m clean, so no worries there, and if you’re fine with that”—he bent low and kissed her gently—“I’m more than happy to bend you over that sofa and make you scream.”
Heart nearly jumping out of her chest, Molly undid her jeans and kicked them to the floor while Nate stepped out of his and pulled his shirt off. It joined her blouse, her panties and her underwear, and then he reached for her, hands sliding up her cheeks, his fingers splayed widely so she wasn’t going anywhere.
He kissed her, and she found she was trembling in his arms. He was soft and gentle, but there was a fire inside Molly that needed more. They could kiss for hours, later if he wanted too, but right now, she needed friction. Skin on skin. She reached down and took his cock in her hand, rubbing his long length and eliciting a low growl as he rested his forehead against hers.
“I can’t last long,” he muttered hoarsely. “I want you so much, it fucking kills.”
“Good,” she replied, leading him to the sofa. “That’s exactly what I want to hear.”
Molly bent over the sofa, her pebbled and sensitive nipples scraping across the fabric as she spread her legs and arched her back.
“Damn, this is hot,” Nate whispered, moving behind her. He kneaded her cheeks and slipped a hand between them, his long fingers sliding into the slickness there. “I love how wet you are for me.”
Only for you.
He lifted her hips and angled her body, and before Molly could say or do anything, he was inside her, moving slowly in and then out. Already, she felt that coil deep inside, and she fought against it, wanting this moment to stretch out as long as she could make it. She looked up and caught sight of them in the large mirror on the wall.
The look on Nate’s face while he held her, while he made to love her, was something she’d never forget. It was fierce and primal, and it touched that part of her she’d been trying to keep hidden.
I love you.
Nathan rocked into her, harder and faster, and she didn’t realize she was crying until he looked up all of a sudden and caught her eyes in the mirror. He didn’t stop the pleasure; he kept thrusting, his body moving with hers in an ancient dance neither one of them could fake. This wasn’t just sex. This was connection. This was belonging. This was everything.
He reached up and wiped the tear that had fallen down her cheek, and then hunched over her, like an alpha with its mate, his teeth on her shoulder as his body began to shudder.
“I can’t hold off any longer,” he gripped her hips hard and brought her home, and then collapsed on her, his body still pulsing, her insides still quaking.
“And I thought last night couldn’t be beat,” he murmured.
Molly was so spent and shaken, she couldn’t respond, but when he spoke again the gentle lilt to his voice nearly brought her to tears again, which she stopped in their tracks, because that would be ridiculous. Since when was she the weepy Willy?
“You okay?” he asked softly.
“Yeah,” she said, turning into his embrace when he backed away from the sofa. “Let’s get you in that shower.”
“Only if you join me.”
“You up for that already?” she teased.
Nate chuckled. “Give me ten minutes, and I’ll let you know.”
As it turned out, he only needed five.
Chapter Fourteen
The boys were in fine form. Nate grinned as he teed up his shot and prepared to drive the eighteenth. He’d had a great game, in fact, he’d probably golfed the game of his life. The rest of them, though? They’d been into the whiskey the moment they arrived, their plan to get Zach rip-roaring drunk well on its way to fruition.
Considering this was the extent of their bachelor party, it wasn’t surprising. But Nate decided before arriving he was playing it safe and watched the booze intake. He had plans for later, and those plans called for a man who was perfectly sober and in control of all his faculties. The important ones, anyway. The ones Molly liked.
He grinned again, swung his driver, and watched the ball sail straight down the fairway to land within chipping distance of the green. A chip and a putt and he’d eagle this hole.
Life was good.
They finished their round and met up on the patio of the clubhouse. You could smoke out here, and Nate pulled out the Montecristo cigars he’d saved for the guys. The Cuban cigars were his favorite, and he’d been looking forward to this all day.
