Chapter 18
Nate
The taste of her arousal on my tongue would have brought me to my knees if I wasn’t already there.
Not just because of how reactive she was to my touch, or how fucking sexy she looked when she was lost in the feeling but, more importantly, she was alive.
She was healthy and felt safe enough to strip naked and come all over my face.
She scratched her fingers over my scalp, the one part of me that wasn’t bruised and torn to shit thanks to my helmet, and I wanted to curl into her touch like a cat, but instead, I looped one of her thighs over each of my shoulders and lifted her legs high enough that I could slide into her with my tongue.
She threw her head back, smacking it into the mirror, and ground herself against me.
I moved back up to her clit and slid a finger inside of her.
I didn’t even have to get fancy with it.
One thrust and she was done curling her body forward and laying limply over me.
I got to my feet, my bruised leg trying to remind me of my accident earlier that day, but I shifted my weight and ignored the pain.
First one leg, then the other leg, slid down from my shoulders to my hips where she locked them around my waist, and I moved closer.
I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, desperate to be inside her but needing a moment of comfort more.
She buried her face in my neck and held me. Skin to skin. Battered but not broken.
“I don’t want to think about what could have gone wrong tonight. I just want you to be with me. I can’t even imagine a world where you aren’t with me.” I whispered the words against her skin, and she pulled me tighter in response. I teased the head of my dick over her entrance.
“It was a shitty night, babe. You sure this is what you want?”
“Fuck yes, Nate, I need you. Only you.”
Luckily, I kept condoms in the bathroom drawer, and I suited up in record time.
I slid into her until I was buried to the base.
“Only me? I like the sound of that.” I started to move, pulling out until just the tip remained then plunging back in.
Smooth and slow. Nothing was punishing about the pace.
No rush to the finish line. We had a whole fucking lifetime, and after tonight, we’d earned it.
Her skin was silk under my hands, her breathing telling me she was enjoying this as much as I was, even after what we had been through.
“I brought trouble to your doorstep. You still want me?” She held my eyes with hers.
I readjusted my grip on her hips and moved one hand to her center. “I’m yours. You’re mine.”
She nodded her head, letting her eyes drift shut as I started to circle my thumb around her clit. She was slick with arousal, her thighs clinging to my thighs.
“Sound good?”
“Yes.” Her eyes were closed; her lips were parted.
I still didn’t know the whole story of the asshole who’d attacked my girl and stabbed my friend, but I knew enough to know she needed to be in the driver’s seat. She needed to be the one to decide her own fate.
“What do you want, baby?” I was only going to last for so long and I needed to hear it from her sexy lips.
“You.”
“Fuck yes, tell me.”
“I want you. Inside me. Beside me. Always.” She moaned.
“Fuck, Nate, I’m going to come.”
I picked up my pace, heat starting to build in my spine, every muscle from nipples to knees tightening as if I’d been punched in the gut. “Yes, l need you to come on my dick.” The words came out between gritted teeth.
She let out a strangled cry as she came. Her forehead came to rest against the crook of my neck, her nails digging into my back.
Fuck, I was done. Done for this girl in more ways than one. I pistoned in and out of her and found my own release. I moved my hands from her hips and wrapped them around her back.
“Can we have all of that? Can we have always?”
I pulled her harder against me.
“Yeah, we can. You, me, and Paisley against the world. I want your sexy little ass sleeping in one of my t-shirts, your toothbrush in the holder next to mine. We’re going to put that asshole in jail together, and then we’re going to do it all. If that’s what you want.”
“That’s all I want. To choose you and have you choose me back.”