Chapter Eight
ZARIA
The note from Nate feels surreal. I have no idea what it’s going to say or if it’s even going to be legible, but the fact that he’s trying is significant. Taking a deep breath and with slightly shaking fingers, I unfold it and look down with the biggest grin.
The writing is childlike but definitely legible.
“It’s not much, but it took me ages to get helping right. But I got it right… right?”
I jump up, race over, and fall onto Nate’s lap, embracing him tightly and snuggling my nose into his neck.
I’m so honored and delighted he did this, so much so that I can’t even describe how I’m feeling.
I guess if I tried to put it into words, the feeling would be undeniably proud.
He even drew his usual dove on the notepaper for me.
It’s one of the best letters I’ve ever received, and I’ve gotten a lot of fan mail over the years, but this is way above anything I can describe.
The dove has been drawn exquisitely, and I adore the effort that has gone into it.
I pull back, looking into his eyes, and instantly feel that spark, the same intensity that’s always there. The pull toward him is immense as our eyes connect.
“Have you ever written a note to anyone before?”
He sighs. “I’ve never written anything to anyone before.” He chuckles. “You’re my first. Sorry if it’s really fucking messy, though.”
Shaking my head, I fight back the tears, feeling nothing but complete awe.
I’m overwhelmed, and the emotion envelops me as I lean in, pressing my lips to his.
Sparks shoot off all around me, and my lips tingle like popping candy as I kiss this man for the second time.
My hands move to either side of his face, holding him to me as Nate runs his hands up the back of my shirt, holding me to him.
Our tongues dance feverishly in a tango of passion and want.
I lean against him further in his lap and immediately feel his cock harden beneath me.
For a second, a split second, I want to take advantage of it. Then he shifts slightly, and it presses into me, which is enough to snap me back to reality. I pull back, gasping for air, breaking the kiss as I jump off his lap. My hand sweeps up to my mouth in shock that I have done this again.
“Shit, sorry. I got caught up in the moment. I was so proud of you that I lost myself. I’m so sorry.”
He exhales, swallowing hard, and frowns. “Is it so bad kissing me, Ria?”
My stomach sinks, and I hate that I’m hurting him, so I turn and pace next to the pool. “No. It’s just this…” I move my finger back and forth, “… us, it can’t happen. I don’t do rockers—”
“Because of Kade?” he interrupts. “I’m not like him, Ria. I don’t cheat, I never would. I’m not that guy.”
“Kade said that, too,” I reply with a scoff.
Nate exhales loudly. “Maybe I should go?”
Even though I really want him to stay, I take a deep breath and nod. It’s quite apparent that I’ve upset him, and he probably needs space, so I agree to let him leave.
“I’ll walk you out.”
We both head inside and to the front door, with enough space between us to drive a car through. The silence surrounding us is deafening, and all I want to do is tell him I’m sorry again.
But seriously, what would that achieve?
I feel terrible.
Horrible.
Miserable.
Bleak and wretched.
But all I can think about is his cock pressed against my leg.
“Well, see ya round,” he says, opening the door and taking that first step to walk away.
My breaths become quick, and I panic.
I don’t want him to leave like this.
So I reach out, grab his arm, and effectively stop him.
He turns to look at me, and I notice him swallowing hard.
“Thank you for the note. It means so much, you have no idea.”
He nods and blinks quickly, looking completely broken.
The sadness in his eyes, the way his chest is heaving, lets me know how much he wants me.
My mind goes back to his cock, and my clit throbs.
I draw my bottom lip in and trap it with my teeth, then shake my head slightly.
He’s younger than me, I definitely shouldn’t be doing this.
But maybe going for someone younger will make it more interesting?
“Fuck it!” I say.
Leaning forward, I grab his head and pull his lips to mine, kissing him hard.
I slam the door shut with my foot and push him up against it, smothering myself in him.
He’s hesitant, but as I get more aggressive, he slowly wraps himself around me.
I hoist myself up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he walks frantically while we kiss.
Nate leads us back outside and into the pool house. He makes it to the edge of the bed before he breaks the kiss and throws me down onto the mattress.
Giggling as I land, I glance up at his hooded eyes that are smoldering with lust.
Lust for me.
Edging my way up the bed as he pulls off his shirt, I take in his abs and shudder at the devastating body he’s packing, right down to that sculpted V disappearing into his pants.
Forcing down a tight swallow, I admire him before I sit up and pull off my shirt, throwing it on the floor to land on his.
Jesus Christ, this man is an Adonis—I am far too old for him.
Nate’s eyes widen as he takes in my chest, which is covered by a barely-there bra. It’s extremely lacy and very see-through.
“Jesus, woman, are you trying to kill me?” he asks with the biggest of grins.
Maybe I’m not too old for him after all.
I let out a small laugh as he kneels on the bed, edging toward me. Licking my lips while he moves between my legs, I spread them further as he shifts up toward me. My back falls on the bed when he positions himself over me, and my hands run up his muscular back as he angles his body over mine.
It feels good to have not only a man touching me again, but to have that man be Nate.
He trails his lips lower, gently caressing my collarbone, and my head arches back, enjoying his touch.
Nate then traces a path up my neck, leaving firm, open-mouth kisses as he nips and grazes his teeth along my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.
His teeth draw my earlobe into his mouth, and I shudder in delight as a slight moan leaves my throat.
He chuckles, moving from my ear across my cheek, and finally takes my lips with his.
Nate’s kiss is intense, passionate, and full of need.
A need for me.
And this time, I need him too.
My hands move up, running my fingers through his hair, holding him to me as his hips press down between my legs. His cock grows harder against my pussy, and instead of freaking me out like last time, it only turns me on more.
I want him—all of him.
I’m not stopping this time.
He presses his hips into me again, rubbing his cock against the seam of my pants, and I moan into his mouth, wrapping my legs around his waist, needing him closer. While pressing harder, he groans as we move together, our clothes the only barrier between us.
He pulls back from the kiss and looks into my eyes, panting for breath. “Can I take your pants off?”
I smile at him, loving the fact that he asked and didn’t just assume.
Ever the gentleman.
I nod slowly, my breath heavy with anticipation. “Only if you take yours off.”
He lets out a small, satisfied moan and backs down the bed. Nate grabs the hem of my pants, deliberate in his movements. I lift my ass to help him while he continues to pull them with my panties down at the same time. He wastes no time and tosses them on the floor.
Looking down at my pussy, he shakes his head with a smirk and stands up, undoing his jeans. I lean up and unclip my bra, flinging it to the floor as he pulls his jeans down. And as he does, I look back up in time to watch his cock spring free, and I let out a small gasp while taking in his size.
He’s huge, way bigger than Kade.
Taking a deep breath, I chew on my bottom lip, trying to hide my smile as he moves back to the end of the bed. Stalking between my legs, he picks up my left leg and trails kisses from my ankle all the way up. I’m panting as I lie back, watching him move higher and higher toward my center.
Nate kisses my inner thigh and runs his nose from my thigh across to my pussy.
My chest heaves as I track his movements.
He’s barely touched me, and my clit’s already throbbing.
His tongue delicately darts out and flicks my clit, and I jolt when he blows on it, sending a wave of chills over me.
As his tongue makes contact again, I gasp, the cold turning to warm in stark contrast. The sensation causes goose bumps to break out on my skin instantly.
He twirls his tongue in just the perfect way, making all my senses come alive.
My chest heaves as I clench my eyes shut, relishing in the pleasure he’s giving me.
Nate’s hand skims my thigh, moving toward my pussy.
As his fingers reach my opening, he slides them up and down, teasing me.
I moan half in frustration, half in pleasure as he flicks his tongue on my clit, then slides one finger in, pushing in and out before adding another.
My hands fist the bedsheets while my back arches off the mattress in reaction. My head falls to the side, and I inhale quickly and sharply. As he works me up, he moves his fingers in and out at a steady rhythm, all the while his tongue continues a demanding tempo.
Just when I think it can’t get any better, he pushes in further, hitting the right spot, forcing me to gasp out in pure bliss.
Flashes of light strike behind my eyes while my body quivers.
My body tightens, but I can’t lie still, desperate to reach my peak of pleasure.
I flame red hot, feeling the pressure building, and an intense shudder takes over.
Everything seizes, then it hits, and I explode as my body twitches and shakes, then gradually calms to flutters before my whole being relaxes.