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Maybe there was no chemistry, maybe he didn’t see what he had, but I did. I never wanted to let her go. I chilled at the thought of commitment and what that meant. Being vulnerable and allowing someone else to decide how your life got to be.
Then I pushed those negative thoughts out of my head. This was Natalie. It wasn’t my past. I wouldn’t let it taint this moment with her. It already felt different, special even. Like nothing could compare.
I pulled her head down to kiss her. I felt my heart opening with each slide of my tongue and touch of my fingers.
Needing more contact, I maneuvered us so that her back was on the couch. Lowering my body over hers, I pulled down the cup of her bra and sucked her nipple into my mouth.
She held the back of my neck as if she were in control of keeping me there. I laved one with attention and then the other. I’d never get enough of this woman. How had I ever thought she couldn’t be mine? She was perfect.
I ignored any niggling doubts. I refused to hear them. Not now. Not when she was ready, willing, and pliable in my arms.
I unsnapped her jeans, and she moved to help me ease them over her hips and down her long legs, leaving her in tiny lace panties. As much as I loved seeing her in lace, I wanted her naked.
When I moved to hook my fingers in the straps, she stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “You’re still dressed.”
I reared up to a kneeling position, anxious to get back to her. With jerky movements, I attempted to unbutton the shirt. She moved in front of me, and the sight of her kneeling in front of me, with her breasts glowing in the light of the fire, had me swallowing hard.
She was gorgeous. Her skin, her body, and the desire I saw in her eyes… I’d never seen or felt anything like it before. I wondered if I’d bared myself to her more than any other woman so that our coming together was more emotional.
She swiped my hands away and took over the task. I let her do a couple of buttons before the temptation was too much, and I cupped her breasts, my thumbs grazing over her nipples. She faltered, her breath hitching, as she looked at me.
“You’re beautiful.”
Her eyes drifted closed as I plucked her nipples. Her fingers stalled as they tangled in my shirt.
“Look at me.”
When she slowly opened her eyes, they were dark with lust and something else. Before I could decipher the emotion, she said, “I need you.”
I ripped off the shirt, the buttons skidding over the hardwood floor. I’d have to search for them later because there was zero chance I was stopping now. Then I stood to push my slacks and briefs down. I grabbed my wallet to pull out the condom I’d placed there after that late-night faucet incident at the B&B and ripped the wrapper.
When I returned to the couch, Natalie was naked as she lay with her legs spread, one foot on the floor, the other resting over the back cushion.
Her plea that she needed me played on repeat in my head. I moved over her, nudging her entrance with my cock.
She pulled me down to kiss her, and my cockhead slipped inside. I tried to move slowly, allowing her to accommodate to my size, but she moved her hips, urging me deeper. I couldn’t resist.
She felt so good. Her nipples brushed my chest, her fingers running up and down my back and then my ass, pulling me deep.
I lifted up slightly to watch her face as I filled her. Her eyes were slightly glazed over as she bit her lip.
“Move,” she said, and I complied, pulling out to the tip and thrusting into the hilt, over and over. The position was a little awkward on the couch, so I flipped us so that she was on top. She smiled as she lifted herself over me.
I palmed her breasts, loving the view from this position. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be with her again, and I wanted to enjoy every second. When I felt myself barreling closer to a huge orgasm, I moved one finger to her clit and pressed hard.
She detonated, spasming and shaking, as she fell forward onto my chest. I thrust up once, twice, a third time before I let go. I held her tight to me, wishing we had the comfort and space of a full bed. Wishing I could stay the night. I wasn’t done with her.
Eventually, she eased off me so I could take care of the condom. When I returned, she was already dressed.
Disappointed, I followed suit, taking my time buttoning my shirt. “You’re not having regrets, are you?”
“Of course not.” But she’d said it too easily for that to be believable.
When I finished the last button, I knelt in front of her on the floor. “I want to stay the night with you.”
“I can’t. Delaney—”
“I know, but I wanted to tell you where my head is at. That was amazing, and I want to hold you all night and explore this thing between us.”
