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I whimper.
“Good?” he murmurs, locks of hair falling onto his forehead.
“So good.”
At that he throws one of my legs over his hip, withdraws slowly, then drives forward again. We kiss as I take more of him in this position. It’s almost too much, my muscles contracting around him. Grabbing his back and dragging my fingertips down his warm, damp skin is all I can do to anchor myself as he thrusts.
“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this,” he says before kissing me again. Deep and greedy.
I spent more time than I’d like to admit imagining what sex with Nate would be like. A night like this when he would show up at my door in the middle of the night. I pictured him as slow and reserved. In all our time together, he’s been guarded, always so careful not to give too much away.
Tonight, I feel like I’m meeting him again for the first time. The person he conceals inside has broken free. This Nate is passionate and in control, hungry for me and not afraid to say it.
His frantic heartbeat thumps against my chest as he moves inside me. His soft groans tickle my skin. Every inch of me is hypersensitive to the slightest touch. His lips across my collarbone. His tongue on my breasts. His fingers biting into the back of my thigh as he lifts my leg to open me further.
“I’m close,” Nate mumbles into my neck. It’s more a question than a statement.
Knowing I’m the one who brought him to the edge sends a thrill shooting through me. It’s a powerful feeling, having a man at your mercy.
I glide my hands down his back to squeeze his butt. “What do you need to come?”
I echo his earlier words with a breathy sigh and a half smirk, eliciting another groan from him.
“Just you,” he says, and then he sits back on his heels, spreading me in front of him.
It’s intense and erotic the way he watches me take his dick. He pushes hair off his forehead as his thrusts become quick and deliberate, as his gaze becomes hazy and a hoarse noise passes his lips.
“Kiss me while you come,” I whisper, my fingernails digging into his thigh as he fucks me harder.
With a groan of approval, he bends over to capture my mouth just as a shudder overtakes his body. He reaches his orgasm, pressed deep inside me. After a few deep exhales, he brushes one last kiss over my mouth and collapses beside me.
We lie there after he’s disposed of the condom, still catching our breath. Eyes closed, I try to catalog every sensation and keep them present in my memory. Nate pulls me to rest my head on his chest while he idly drags his fingers through my tousled hair.
“Are you all right?”
His gruff voice jolts me from my thoughts. “Of course,” I assure him. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You got quiet on me. Pensive.” He laughs, a bit uneasy. “Usually that means a woman is second-guessing herself and trying to figure out how to have the talk.”
“The talk?”
“What are we, what is this, that sort of thing.”
“Oh. Don’t worry. I wasn’t going to cross-examine you.”
“Excellent. Because I don’t think I can answer what this is yet. My head’s barely wrapped around the fact that I’m in your bed right now. Let’s see where it goes, yeah? Save the talk for another day.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Wow, you were really worried I was going to grill you, huh? It’s fine. I don’t expect any of that right now.”
“Are you sure?” There’s a lingering note of concern.
I rise on my elbow to grin at him. “Here, let me make it easy foryou, Nate. We’re not exclusive, we’re not in a relationship, et cetera et cetera.”
“For what it’s worth, I don’t sleep around,” he tells me, and I believe him. “I barely have time to eat supper most days.”
Which is why he liked being with Yvonne, I realize, but I don’t say it out loud. I think it’s true, though. Yvonne is independent, busy with school. She was happy to let him come and go as he pleased. Hell, she didn’t even expect a single romantic gesture from him.
I’m not sure how long I’d be okay with an arrangement like that, but for now, Nate is right. I have no intention to rush anything, especially when my mind is still foggy from all the kisses I’ve shared with Jack. I think about my infuriating roommate almost as often as I think about Nate. Which is a total mindfuck.
