35. Nolan
Chapter 35
Nolan
T he sight of Bethany on her knees, with my cock in her mouth, is a thing of beauty. This isn’t exactly how I envisioned accepting her apology, but given the relentless pressure and stress of these past weeks, I’ll take it.
“Are you wet for me?” I gently tug the fistful of hair in my grip, guiding her movements along my shaft.
Her response is a low hum that vibrates up my dick and has my balls drawing up. It takes all my strength to not give in and shoot my cum down her tight throat. But that’s not the hole I long to fill, not today. I want her walking out of here with it dripping down her thighs, going back to work smelling like me. Later, going home and remembering this stolen moment when she undresses to wash me off her. Maybe that’s barbaric of me, but I’ve earned it after she made me suffer while she got her shit together.
She hums again. Her eyes lower, and I know she’s as close as I am, which is why I drag her off my throbbing cock and yank her to her feet.
“Turn around. Hands on the wall.”
Her hands land on the wall as a yelp falls from her lips when I flip up her skirt and slap her ass. “Again.”
I kick her feet apart before grabbing her hips. “You don’t get to give me orders, lady. You will take what I give you and you will like it.”
The light seeping in from the hall catches the hues of her brown eyes, making them glow. If I didn’t know her as well as I do, I might think she’s trying to get me to back down. But I do know her. Deep down, she loves it when I punish her for bad behavior. And she’s been bad, very bad, so she’ll take it and love it.
But because I’m not a complete asshole, I lean forward as I press the head of my cock to her entrance. “Ready?”
“So ready.”
I’m not so sure she is, though. I wasn’t. I’d planned to take her hard and fast. But the moment her heat wraps around my dick, I knew it would be so much better to drag this out. Make us both wait.
“Nolan. Please.”
The last time she said those words while I was deep inside her was because I refused to let her come until she admitted her feelings.
“Tell me,” I say against her neck, pausing once I’m all in. “Say it, baby. Tell me.”
“I love you.”
To show my appreciation, I give her clit a slight pinch. “I know you do. I love you, too.”
Bethany wiggles her ass. “Fuck me, Nolan.”
Bending at my knees, I yank her body against mine. “No.” I slide my hand from her chest, up her body, until it reaches her throat. “Tell me what you really want me to do.”
Her breath catches as she wraps an arm behind my neck and holds on. “Make love to me.”
I pull out of her, readjust her in my arms so she’s facing me, then back her up to the wall. Once she’s there, I put my hands on her ass and lift her. “My pleasure.”
Her legs wrap around my waist, and I destroy us both. I pound into her like a madman who waited way too long for this amazing woman to get on the same page. She’ll pay for what she did. I intend to make her suffer for the pain she inflicted on me—at least for the next three decades, possibly even longer.
It doesn’t take her long to get there, and as soon as her muscles spasm around me, I quickly follow. The climax is so powerful that I see stars and it leaves my legs trembling with the intensity. And if we were anywhere else, I’d do it all over again. Punish her until we passed out.
“Where the fuck is Archer?” My captain’s voice echoes off the wall of the station.
Bethany giggles as I set her feet on the ground.
“Shh. He’ll hear us.” I cover her mouth as she helps me put myself back inside my pants. “You want us to get caught?”
She shakes her head.
“Dammit, Archer. Stop making out in the closet with the professor and get your ass out here. You have a visitor.” His footsteps fade as he walks back toward his office.
Not wanting to embarrass Bethany, I peek out the door before dragging her behind me. What we were doing in the closet is no secret, and we’re not ashamed about it. Doesn’t mean I plan on making it a habit. Hell, the last time I got caught in a closet with a girl was when I was thirteen. This is the first and last time we get carried away like that here. This is my place of work, where I do my best to set the bar for the younger recruits. No one wants to walk in on that, me included.
Entering the main room, we’re greeted by a flurry of friendly hellos, some accompanied by subtle, knowing smiles and nods.
As we walk down the hall toward the offices, Bethany slips in beside me. “They’re worse than the university staff, I feel well reprimanded.”
That makes me laugh. “Don’t think any of them are innocent. I’ve caught more than one of them in the bunk area getting it on.”
“The bunk area? Really? That’s pretty risky.” She leans into me and snickers. “But that’s to be expected. Adrenaline junkies live for the highs. Risky sex can trigger the same endorphins.”
“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never thought about taking that kind of risk until today. And while it was amazing, I think it’s better behind closed doors where I can strip you naked and play with your body for hours.”
“Me too.”
My high quickly vanishes when we reach the captain’s outer office, and I see the man who jilted my sister. “Troy.”
With a slight jolt, he glances up from his uncomfortable, stiff seat, a frown creasing his brow. “Do you have a moment to talk?”
Bethany pats my arm, her hand lingering for a moment before withdrawing. “I should get going. My next class is in an hour, and I need to get a few things set up. Why don’t you bring the girls over tomorrow night for dinner?”
Leaning down, I press my lips to hers. “Deal.”
My eyes follow her as she walks out. The sway of her ass behind the skirt of her dress is almost too much. And when I turn my attention back to the asshole who broke Cora’s heart, I growl, seeing he’s also watching. “What the hell do you want to talk about?”
“Isn’t she your neighbor?” The corner of Troy’s lip turns up. “Never thought you had it in you. Nice.”
“She’s not a topic you and I will discuss.” Hoping to appear intimidating, I cross my arms and put on my grumpy frown. “Get on with it.”
He rubs the back of his neck and then just blurts it out. “Is the baby mine?”
“No.”
Troy’s eyes narrowed in disbelief. “You’re sure?”
“Yep.”
“How can you be so sure? My calculations?—”
“Are wrong. So drop it. Cora said it’s not yours. I think she’d know.” Not that I’d tell him this, because it’s none of his damn business, but my sister shared more than I cared to ever know about her trip. “You left. Said you didn’t want to get married. Stop fucking with my sister and move on.”
“I love her.”
I laugh, but it’s not the kind that says I think he’s funny. “Bullshit.”
“I got cold feet.” He shrugs, completely unfazed. “And I know she loves me, too.”
This time, I let out a genuine, unrestrained laugh, the sound echoing around me. “Trust me. She doesn’t.”
“I’m not going anywhere this time.” He gulps when my smile fades and my frown returns. “Eventually, I’ll convince her to trust me.”
“I sure as fuck hope not.” My voice drops to a near whisper as I take a step closer, careful not to let others catch our private conversation. “And if you value your life, you’ll run. Because I swear to god, if you hurt her again you won’t have one.”
I’ve never seen a chicken-shit turn and run so fast. He doesn’t even bother saying goodbye.
“What did you say that sent him running like his ass was on fire?” Aurora, the chief’s secretary, laughs as she stands to grab something from the printer. “I never liked him. I always thought your sister could do better.”
“She can.”
“Not that my opinion matters, but I like your new lady friend. She seems fun.”
Lowering my head, I try to shake away the smile threatening to break free, the corners of my mouth twitching. “I like her too. And she’s a lot of fun.”
“Then good for you.”