Chapter 34
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
NATE
Kneeled behind her, one hand still pressed around her hip, the other slipping in and out of her pussy as my tongue swipes through her lips, focussing on her clit.
I am obsessed with her.
I was obsessed with her before any of this happened.
But now I have had a chance to taste her, to fuck her... well, I am doomed. I am fucking addicted to her, and I never want to get clean.
Her moans fill the room, the hot water hitting our skin and I am lost in her.
Her cunt squeezes my fingers, and I know she is getting close.
I want her on my tongue, I want her on my fingers, but I want her coming on my cock.
Reluctantly pulling myself away from her sweet as fuck pussy, I am standing and pressed behind her, rocking my hips softly as I tease her with my cock.
“Are you ready to be fucked, baby?” I lean across her, my lips pressed against the shell of her ear. “I am going to ruin your tight cunt, Ember ; going to wreck you. You will never want for another man, you will never want for a toy or your hand again,” I growl, fisting my cock as I tease it in her pussy, rocking in and out and it's as torturous for me as it is her.
“Nate,” she whimpers, catching my gaze from over her shoulder.
“Yes baby,” I groan, slipping further into her, keeping the pace the same, slowly making her fall apart beneath me.
“Please,” her voice trembles as I pulse in and out of her, rocking my hips.
“You want more, Little Ember? Do you want your husband to fuck you?” She nods, unable to fathom words as I slip in a little further. “Just say the words baby, say those two beautiful words,” and my teeth are gritted, my jaw locked tight as I try and control myself from exploding deep inside of her.
It feels like hours pass, her breaths trembling as I continue teasing her, pushing her closer to her climax when in reality, it is merely a minute.
“Fuck me,” she whimpers as my cock is just in her pussy, stretched out and throbbing.
Growling, I slam my hips forward as my cock slides straight into her with ease, and I swear I am hitting her cervix as I fuck her deep, refusing to pull out as I give her all I can. I needed to fuck her deep, I needed my cock to be buried so deep inside of her she could feel just how far I had gone.
“Fuck,” she pants, one hand lifting from the wall as it slips between her legs and I feel her fingers stroke my balls as she feels how deep I am.
“I told you baby, I needed to fuck you deep,” and my eyes are between our bodies, and I pull back slightly and see my cock covered in her silky arousal.
“It feels so good,” she sobs, her fingers moving to her clit.
“This is nothing, I am just warming you up,” and her pussy clenches. “Oh, you liked that, did you?”
But she stays silent.
Trailing my fingers up her slippery skin, dragging them up her spine before I curl my hands around the back of her neck, squeezing slightly so my fingertips and thumb are pressed against her pulse point, my thrusts become relentless, her breathy moans spurring me on, her cunt clenching me tightly, squeezing me and I know she is getting close; fuck, I am getting close.
“Come for me, Little Ember, come all over my cock, make a mess that I can clean up with my tongue,” I groan, my fingers still pressed into the soft skin of her neck.
“Oh my God,” she sobs, choking in her intake of breath as fuck her.
“That's it,” I coax her, desperate to have her orgasm on me.
Teasing the head of my cock at her opening for a moment, making her desperate.
“Shit,” she hisses just as I slam my cock back into her and she loses it, her body trembling as she comes and I match her, digging my spare hand into her bare ass, fingers pressing into the flesh as I spurt my hot cum inside her soaked cunt.
My cock pulses, throbbing, my heart is racing as I fall to my knees, spinning her so she is facing me and when her eyes connect with mine, only then do I eat her pretty little cunt and clean her up.
After I spent far too long washing every inch of her, I left her in her bedroom to pack. I needed to make a choice on how I was going to continue with her. Did we go back to what we were, co-existing and avoiding any physical contact, or did we continue as we were now, diving headfirst into something we were unsure would even work?
It wasn't as simple as dating.
There was so much she didn't know. She would run for the hills if she knew. I harbour deep and dark secrets that will be buried with me, I didn't want them being dug up.
They would ruin everything.
On the other hand, she hired me.
She. Hired. Me.
She wanted me to take down Secure Corp, wanted to destroy Rune and his father Barnaby. That was easy. I was avoiding it for as long as I could, because once I started, they wouldn't go down without a fight and I wasn't sure if I was ready for that battle yet.
Wounds are still open; I am not fully healed from the last time. Was I strong enough to go again? The difference now though, I had an army behind me.
Kaleb. Titus. Keaton.
Killian. Dex. Xavier.
I wasn't alone.
I would never be alone again.
Sighing, the cons outweigh the pros.
But could I give her up, just like that?
I don't think I could.
But if it meant taking them down or having James.
I would always choose them.
It's not just the embezzlement that grinds on me.
There is so much more to that business than embezzlement.
The sound of her banging her suitcase down the stairs has me snapping from my thoughts. Lifting my head, my eyes roam over her body and a small smile tugs at my lips.
Her cheeks are a pretty cherry blossom pink, lips a little red and pouty, eyes all glistening as if the stars are painted deep in her baby blues. A yoga set clung to her curvaceous body, light gray cropped tee and high waisted pants that round her ass.
“Hey,” her voice is soft as it floats through the room like silk and I push to stand from the sofa, my own suitcase already by the door.
“Hey,” I give her a slow nod as I push my glasses up my nose as I stride towards her in five steps.
Her eyes bounce with mine, and as much as I want to kiss her, I don't. I move past her and make sure nothing has been left behind.
“I've messaged the girls to let them know we will be heading off soon,” I turn to look at her and watch as she swallows, her throat bobbing and I am desperate to trace the column of her throat with my lips. My mind flashes back to my hand around the back of her neck as I fucked her, the way her pulse quickened beneath my fingertips.
Something so minuscule, but such a turn on.
“Okay, just got to pop in and see Kaleb. They're staying another night before their honeymoon on Tuesday.”
“No problem,” she says quietly, slipping her phone in her large purse before she drags her suitcase towards the door.
Giving the cottage one last scope, I am behind her, taking her case from her delicate grip and grabbing mine before walking them out to the car, unlocking it and I see her brows pinch.
“When did you get your car?” she asks, standing on the top step of the porch as I lock the door and fist the keys into my pocket, I needed to give them back to Kaleb.
“I run out earlier when you were getting ready,” my eyes sweep over her again, then turning and walking down to the car and popping the trunk. Placing the cases in neatly, I make sure they're secure and once I know they are, I slam the trunk down. Moving around to the passenger side, I open the door for her, and she climbs in, thanking me as she does and I buckle her in before closing the door. I let out a soft sigh as I open my own door, buckle up and start the engine.
Moving off the slightly slopped drive, I pull onto the narrow road that runs alongside the beach and head a few yards down to Connie and Kaleb's.
Pulling behind his car, I cut the engine.
“You coming in?” I ask, gazing across at her.
“If you want me to?” she answers with a question.
“Well, do you want to say bye or...”
And she nods, opening the door before I even had a chance to unbuckle myself. She is already up at the door, giving it a soft knock and twisting down the handle. My eyes fall to her peachy ass and the want to sink my teeth into the bare flesh is overwhelming.
My cock twitches and I give myself a few seconds before I climb out, she is already in the cottage, and I know they're going to ask where I am if I don't get in there quick enough.
Puffing out my cheeks and running my fingers through my hair, I finally decide to climb from the car, moving towards where my wife disappeared. I pull at my cargo pants, right at the crotch.
I definitely have a semi hard on.
This is not ideal.
Clearing my throat, the door is pushed two. I slip inside and see James talking to Connie, Kaleb sitting on the sofa with Keaton.
But there is no Arizona.
“Hey,” I hold my hand up and walk towards where Kaleb and Keaton are sitting.
I fist my hand into my pocket and hand Kaleb the keys before looking over my shoulder at my wife who is smiling at Connie, head tilted slightly as if listening intently.
I find myself smiling soppily, a little mesmerised by her if I am being honest.
“Nate?” Keaton's voice drags me away, it takes me a moment to catch up.
“Yeah?” my voice is a little higher, eyes volleying between him and Kaleb.
“Asked if you were okay?” he chuckles, rubbing his thumb over his wedding band.
“Yeah, fine,” I clear my throat, swallowing past the thickness.
“How was your weekend?” Kaleb shoots a question at me and I furrow my brow.
“How was your weekend, Kaleb?” I throw the question back at him and perch myself on the edge of the sofa, not wanting to get too comfortable as we really do need to get on the road.
“Weekend was fucking fantastic,” I catch his gaze avert to his beautiful wife and his lips tug up into a smirk.
“Don't even want to know what is going through your mind, man,” Keaton chuckles as she lets his head drop.
“Where is Ari?” I ask, pulling the heat from Kaleb.
“With her dad and Amora, not sure why. I ducked out and come up to hang with my favorite brother.”
“Your only brother,” Kaleb rolls his eyes in an over exaggerated manner and I scoff.
“When are you heading home?” I ask Keaton who twists his wrist to face him and pinches his brows as he reads the time.
“Whenever Arizona is ready, that could be in five minutes or five hours, never know with the woman,” he chuckles, his hand stroking up and down his thigh through his jeans. “She is with Xavier and Royal too, think the kids are playing,” he shrugs his shoulders up. “Bless them though, they had Twyla, Celeste and Seb and Smith last night...”
“Brave,” I nod as Connie looks over at me.
“Nate, do you want a coffee?” she calls out and my eyes drift to James who waits for my response.
“James?” I pass it on to her and she knots her fingers.
“It's up to you, I know you wanted to get on the road,” she lifts a shoulder, and I know she is trying to be polite and not decline Connie's offer.
“We've got time for a quick one,” I answer Connie, and she twists, turning her coffee machine on. This is not a filtered coffee; this will be decent.
James floats over to me, sitting on the small chair opposite and she gives me a tight smile, one leg crossed over the other as her hands lock around the front of her knee.
“Do you know what I still don't understand,” Keaton begins and apprehension already begins to prick at the base of my neck.
“What's that?” Kaleb asks, his tone uninterested and clearly bored, his eyes are on his wife's ass and I twist my lip.
“Why you kept your wife such a secret Nate,” and I roll my eyes before turning my face to James.
“I'm a private man Keat, you know that, why does it matter?” my attention is now on Keaton. Why are we having this conversation again?
He is a wind-up merchant, and I know he is doing this to get a reaction from me but I am not going to rise to it.
Never have.
Never will.
“Yeah, but it would have been nice to have known about her.”
“It would have been, but yet here we are, why are you making a bigger deal out of this than is needed?”
He shrugs his shoulders.
“You're clearly very bored so why not run along to your wife and wind her and your father-in-law up for a bit yeah?” I nod, then face Connie who is walking over with a coffee, taking it from her I thank her before she returns to make James'.
“Was a bit of a dick move though,” Kaleb pipes up now and I shuffle in my seat.
“It was me,” James' voice slips through the room and all eyes are on her.
I blink twice.
“I wanted to keep our marriage silent for a while, just wanted to enjoy it being just us before I had to share him. We agreed to go about our lives for a bit before we done the introductions.”
“But you had your friends,” Kaleb raises a brow.
“My parents died when I was a kid,” she says deadpan, lips pulled into a tight line and the silence echoes around the room.
“Fair,” Keaton nods, before pushing from the sofa and walking over to where his brother sits, then rubbing his hand over his head, messing his dark hair up.
“Oh, fuck off,” Kaleb grabs Keaton's wrist and shoves it off him. Keaton lets out a low chuckle before saluting the room.
“Catch you on the flip side,” he then gives Connie a sweet smile then slips out the front door and I let out a heavy sigh, my eyes falling to James and she gives me the sweetest smile, eyes a little glassy and I am ready to dive headfirst into them, losing myself in her once more.
Connie approaches and hands James her coffee before she floats across to her husband and settles on his lap, looping her arm around his neck as she lowers her lips to his, giving him a soft kiss.
“Yesterday was such a beautiful day,” James slips out, licking milk froth from her lips as she does.
“Thank you, it went by so quickly though,” she sighs and twists her body to face me and James. “But everything was perfect, well, most of it... some riff raff decided to pick on one of the guests,” she rolls her eyes in an exaggerated manner.
“Who was he anyway?” and that rage that bit at my skin yesterday comes back with a vengeance, burning my blood as it pumps through my veins.
“One of my old colleagues from the hotel,” she says nonchalant, a shoulder shrugging up. “Mom said I should invite him, he was a good friend.”
“Well, I didn't like him,” and she side eyes me, lips twisting.
“No, you didn't like him looking at James,” she smirks as she looks at my wife whose cheeks are growing pinker by the minute.
“Same thing,” I scowl, bringing my coffee cup to my lips and taking a mouthful.
“Not really,” she scrunches her nose.
“I would have acted the same,” Kaleb says, voice a little gruff.
“Exactly,” I lift my chin a little and Connie rolls her eyes again.
“You two are such idiots.”
“Not really,” I mimic her words, “he touched what was mine, I warned him, he antagonised me.”
James glares at me.
“You were being an ass, and because someone else showed me a bit of attention you went all feral trying to put some claim on me,” she uncrosses her legs. “I am not a possession, not a toy or something you can just play with when you're bored. I have feelings Nate, you can't use me like that, I am allowed to dance with other people.”
“Not on my watch,” my jaw clicks and Kaleb's eyes glaze to mine.
“Don't be a dickhead, it doesn't suit you,” she snipes and Connie smirks.
“You belong to me, James; you're my wife.”
“I don't belong to you,” her face is stoic, eyes sliced as she narrows her gaze on me.
“You do,” I laugh, and she rolls her lips.
“Nate, I suggest you give it up,” Kaleb smirks but I am too wound up.
Connie is batting her eyes between me and James.
“He will, otherwise I will be giving him up,” she sits back into the chair and brings her coffee to her lips, taking a mouthful.
“I would like to see you try,” I smirk, playfulness glistening in my eye.
“Don' tempt me hubby .”
Please tell me why my cock decided that now was the time to twitch.
I finish my coffee in one mouthful, standing and walking with long strides towards the kitchen where I discard my coffee and give myself a moment as my cock has pitched itself a tent in my pants.
I hear James laughing with Connie and just as I go to turn, Kaleb is there.
“Little too far there I think.”
“Not really,” I shrug, hands folding into my pockets.
“You can't go around telling her she belongs to you. She is right, she isn't a possession, you didn't buy her.”
“How do you know I didn't?” and I raise a brow, my words have Kaleb doubting me for just a second as his mouth pops up, palm against his cheeks.
“Fuck off,” Kaleb chuckles, shoving me in the chest as he turns himself around and crosses his arms over his chest. “You really like her, don't you?” and I know he is looking at me, eyes burning into me but I don't give in and look at him.
“Yeah.” I sigh, chest rising, “I really do.”
Silence cracks as we both look at the girls in our lives.
“I know there is something more going on here...” I swallow, my throat bobbing. “I trust you will tell me all when you feel up to it. But I don't believe you didn't tell us about her because you're a...” and he bunny quotes, “private man.”
Snorting a laugh I drop my head.
“Can't you just trust that I fell in love with a girl and wanted to marry her with no fuss?” the words leave my lips just as her eyes catch my gaze.
“I could, but I don't believe that to be true Nathaniel.”
Turning my head quickly to look at him, eyes pinned to his.
“You full named me.”
“And I will keep full naming you until you tell me the truth.”
“You want the truth?” I lean into him, lips inches from his ear, “Fuck you.”
Kaleb laughs loudly and shoves me in the top of the arm, so I stumble away just as James walks through the door, and walks past me to place her cup in the sink.
“You ready?” I find myself asking, voice a little low and she just stares at me.
“Whenever you're ready, hubby .”
And I have no idea why but her saying that cheesy nickname does something to me, makes my skin go all tingly, goosebumps pricking at the base of my neck and my blood pumps in my ears, heart racing under my chest.
“Ready,” I nod, swallowing, trying to stop my mouth being so dry. I give Kaleb a squeeze of his shoulder before moving into the small living area and scooping Connie up in my arms, giving her a squeeze before planting a kiss on her cheek.
“Congratulations... or should it be commiserations?” I laugh softly as I let her go, Kaleb wrapping his arms around his wife's waist and pulling her close.
“Oh, go away,” a rumbling laugh escapes Kaleb before he kisses his wife.
“It was so nice to finally meet you all,” James' voice pipes up behind me and Kaleb strides over to her, pulling her into an embrace before Connie does the same.
“Hopefully Nate won't hide you anymore,” she gives James a wink.
“I won't let him,” James smiles, then holds her hand up as she waves bye.
“Drive safe man, let us know when you're home,” and I give a steady nod as I walk towards the car, James in front of me.
The spring air is warm, the sea breeze wrapping around us both as I lead her to the car. Opening the door, James climbs in and once the door is shut, I turn and look at Kaleb and Connie standing on the small porch of their little cottage, his arm curled around her back and holding her close, her head resting on his chest as they both have huge smiles on their faces. Kaleb's arm lifts with one last goodbye and I smile back, giving him a gentle nod as I climb in the driver’s seat and start the engine.
James waves them off as I pull off the drive and onto the small road, and my gut twists. Our little weekend was over, and I had no idea how it was going to be going forward.
I had clearly annoyed her, and in a way, she had kind of annoyed me too.
We both seem a little hot headed. Neither of us wanting to back down.
But that was okay. I'm sure we would mellow in time, each of us learning the way of the other.
We were still navigating this; we were still new to it all... of course there would be teething problems.
Sighing, the music of Alex Warren - Ordinary floats through the car and I find myself looking over to her.
“You angry?” I test the water, dipping a toe into the dark depths.
“Nope,” she doesn't look at me.
“That's a lie then,” I scoff, fingers tightening around the steering wheel as I pull onto the main road leading up to the freeway.
“I just want a bit of quiet, is that okay? Or do I have to ask my keeper for permission?”
There we go.
Her words snipe at me, piercing through my skin as they leave her lips.
“Fine,” I throw my hand up, more out of frustration than anything else.
Hated arguing.
Never liked it.
But here we were.
She was going to sulk about an off the cuff comment I made in a moment of rage, then let her sulk.
I'll keep quiet, she can keep quiet, and we will spend the next two- and a-bit hours letting the hostile tension continue to build until one of us explodes.