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She inhaled sharply, placing one hand on either side of my jaw. “I only want you too,” she answered my admission with a kiss. And with those magic words, everything else fell into place. She didn’t feel safe in the new apartment, and who could blame her? We packed up her things and drove back to my house, arriving home, at last, as an official couple.
Chapter 30
Ava
Two weeks later.
I slipped down into the fragrant bath waters in Nate’s gigantic tub. It was a fixture in the corner of his upstairs bathroom, an exceptional piece made of ceramic and tile. The entire bathroom was a wonder. I lowered myself until only my head rested above the surface of the water, gazing out at the luxury around me.
The walls were a soft cream color, with golden sconces and dim lightbulbs that approximated candlelight. The toilet was hidden away in a separate room, and the shower stall was big enough to sleep in. I found a box of bath beads, probably left over from one of Nate’s previous house guests. It was lilac scented, and made my skin glow. I couldn’t believe how spectacular things had turned out, as soon as Nate confessed his true desires.
He was out with his friends on the golf course, and I was alone in his tub. I squished the soap bubbles in my hand, sending them flying off to the far wall. I was in love, and I didn’t care who knew it. Although I hadn’t told Nate yet, and that was a barrier to be surmounted.
After inviting me to stay with him, he said relatively little about his own wishes. I thought that once we were past the keeping secrets phase of our relationship, that words would flow more naturally, but that didn’t seem to be the case. We made love in every different position, in the bathtub and in the living room, and yet still, he couldn’t bring himself to say those three little words.
I didn’t want to be the first one to break that silent streak. What if I put my feelings on display and he didn’t reciprocate? I knew how he felt. I knew that he was in love with me, and yet I doubted his ability to say so.
For a billionaire CEO, Nate was remarkably shy. He kept his cards close to his vest when it came to affairs of the heart. I wanted to take the lead, to show him how things were done, but I too was afraid. I didn’t want to dangle my declaration out there all on its own. I needed some way to break the ice.
Getting out of the bath, I toweled off. I decided to make a meal for him, so that he could return home after triumphantly scoring three under par, and find a magnificent dinner. There was some lamb in the refrigerator, along with zucchini and squash. I decided to sauté them all with a very little bit of butter and olive oil, and make a big, tossed salad.
When the meal was finished, I poured myself a glass of wine and sat down to wait. I didn’t have to wait long. Nate arrived at almost exactly the same time I finished. He carried his golf bag, slinging it down to the floor beside the door. He took one look at the spread on the table and smiled.
“What’s the occasion?” he asked.
“No occasion,” I said, strolling up to him as if I owned the place.
I put my wine glass in his hand, and tilted it up with two fingers, encouraging him to drink. He followed my instructions, finishing the liquid in a single gulp. Setting the glass down on the table, he took me by the waist.
I felt a shock to my system as he pulled me close, clapping our chests together without warning. His heart beat against mine, proof of his feelings even if he couldn’t bring himself to say it. I held myself back, straightening my shoulders in an attempt to maintain my dignity. He wasn’t fooled.
He nipped at my chin, teasing a smile from me. I relaxed, throwing my arms around his neck. I didn’t need to stand on ceremony. I knew he loved me. It was obvious in every move, and every smile that he bestowed upon me when he thought I wasn’t looking. No one felt the way he did without being in love. I would worry about language later on. This night was a night for passion.
Nate scooped me up into his arms and walked toward the staircase.
“Dinner will get cold,” I warned him.
“I don’t care,” he said. “That’s what the microwave is for.”
I laughed. He was so blunt when he wanted to be, so single minded in his focus. I held on as he mounted the stairs, marveling at his ability to carry me. I wasn’t heavy, but I was a whole other person, and he walked as if he didn’t feel the burden. Maybe that was the conclusion I was supposed to come to. I wasn’t a burden; not to him.
He took a left at the top of the stairs, walking into the primary bedroom. The sheets were made up by the cleaning service, perfectly washed and tucked. Nate set me down, and together, we pulled the covers back, revealing the mattress in all its glory.
Having uncovered the site of our greatest achievement, I flew back into Nate’s arms. His kiss was so tender, it melted all my resolve. I couldn’t imagine anything so sweet and spicy at the same time. His touch lit a fire in my heart and made my entire body tingle.
I reached up to stroke his ears, taking each one between my thumb and forefingers to explore its ridges. He answered by sliding his palms around my neck, easing his way toward my bra straps.
I pulled back, eager to give him what he wanted. Slipping out of my shirt, I tossed it onto the lounge chair. Unlocking the clasp behind my back, I gently removed my bra. I was no longer self-conscious about my birthmark. We didn’t have to have that conversation. He never mentioned it, and didn’t shy away.
I made a move to help him out of his clothing, but he beat me to it. Sliding his polo up over his head, he tossed it on top of my shirt, creating an intermingled pile of clothing that would wait for us to return.
Stepping back into his arms, I was once again treated to the warmth of his touch. He circled me with forearms and biceps made of steel, the product of many hours spent in the gym each day. I kissed his shoulder, then his bicep, then his abdomen, working my way down to my knees.
Kneeling before him, I slid my fingers beneath his waistband. He allowed me to undo his fly, but before I could take him into my mouth as I planned, he pulled me back to my feet. Helping me onto the bed, he reached for the elastic of my pants. I eased them up over my hips and down past my ankles, kicking them to one side.
Nate and I were both fully nude, lying with our heads on the pillow. Surprising me with a move we hadn’t tried before, he rose up and turned upside down. Facing my lady parts, he split my legs, wrapping his arms around them firmly. I felt gentle fingers at the opening to my cave, and the rush of excitement that came with wicked fantasies.
I looked over to see his hard rod dangling close to my cheek. All I had to do was reach out and pet it, guide it to my lips for a suck. I swirled my tongue around its tip, feeling the opposite happening on my inner walls. Nate was engaged in his own dirty work, teasing me as I worshiped him.
