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“No way,” I say through laughter as I take a step back, gripping my towel tighter. “I need to get ready. Go make yourself comfortable while I put some clothes on. What time will your mom and brother be here?”
“Around 3:30. I think I’ll give them a tour of the campus, and then we can meet up with you before going to dinner.” He’s sounding very casual about the whole thing, even though I know how important this is to him.
“Sounds good to me.” I smile at him and then head to my room.
“Natalie?”
I stop in my tracks and face him. “Yes?”
“What is that hanging on your doorknob?” He’s looking at the dress I wore last night that, after I flung it off my body, must have somehow ended up there.
“Oh, that?” I can’t pick it up and hide it because of my coffee in one hand and the towel in the other.
Nathan places his coffee on the counter beside him and reaches around me to grab the dress, letting it hang loose in the air while he examines it. “Did you … did you wear this last night?” he asks. His fingers run over the delicate fabric and even slower over each cutout.
“Y-yes. I did.” Maybe wearing that dress was a bad idea. “Are you mad?”
His fingers instantly stop running over the fabric, and he looks at me with curious eyes. “Mad? No, of course I’m not mad. I just wish I had seen you in it.” The cutest little smile makes its way onto his face. “Why would I be mad?”
“I don’t know. We ran into one of Sarah’s … friends last night, and he had said something that made me think maybe I shouldn’t have worn that, and I just started thinking—”
“Natalie?”
“Yes?”
“You can wear whatever you want to wear.” He steps toward me and reaches for a loose piece of damp hair before pushing it back into place. “Do I like that other guys got to see you in this? Absolutely not. Do I like that they probably had explicit fantasies about you? God, no. But guess what? At the end of the day, it’s me who gets to live out every guy’s dream.” He lowers his head so his lips fall on the sensitive spot right below my ear where he begins to place a trail of soft kisses down my neck. “I’m the one who knows what those sweet lips taste like. I’m the one who knows what sounds come out of that sexy mouth when I make you come. And I know what to do to get your heart racing.” His hands move around my waist, gripping me firmly against him. Even with the thick towel between us, I can feel how unbelievably hard he is for me. “To get you aching for me. To make you soaking wet for me. To make you feel so damn good.” His tongue slides up my neck, causing my heartbeat to accelerate into hyper-speed. He brings his lips to my ear and nibbles softly before whispering, “Not them. Me. Only me.”
The second I hear his possessiveness over me, the familiar throbbing starts between my legs. The throbbing that he knows is because of him and only him.
God, he’s good.
“Nathan, please—”
His lips land hard on mine.
Craving me.
Needing me.
And I eagerly reciprocate.
My hands long for him, so I finally let the towel drop to the floor and place my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating rapidly beneath my touch. Somehow, while our lips are locked, Nathan takes the coffee cup from my other hand and places it on the counter beside him before running both of his strong hands down my body, cupping my ass, and picking me up in one fluid motion. My legs tightly wrap around his torso as he pushes me up against the wall, pinning me in place with his hips.
He breaks free from our kiss, leaving both of us wanting more, and looks down at my body that he holds securely in his arms. “Fuck, Natalie. You have no idea how much I needed you last night.” As one of his hands keeps a strong hold of me, his other trails leisurely over my breasts, causing that elusive throbbing between my legs to turn into a fierce pounding as his thumb rubs over one of my nipples in little circles.
He knows exactly what he is doing to me.
“Well, you can tell me, or you can show me,” I somehow manage to say breathlessly, creating a playful smirk on his face. “But personally, I hope you show—”
His lips land on mine before I can finish, and he carries me swiftly to my bedroom where we spend the next hour together making up for the night we spent apart.
* * *
“Can you zip this up for me?” I ask Nathan as I look at myself in the mirror. I’m wearing a new floral dress I purchased a few days ago, hoping to make a good impression on Nathan’s mom.
Nathan walks over and stands behind me, zipping the dress up slowly, probably slower than he needs to, which sends shivers down my body. “You look beautiful, Natalie,” he says quietly in my ear as his chin rests on my shoulder and his arms wrap around my waist.
“Thank you.” I bring my hands to his, looking at the two of us together in the mirror.
