8. Leni
The movie flickers on the screen, but I can hardly focus on the plot. The shrill screams and gruesome scenes play out in the background while tension grips me, but it’s not the horror on the screen that has my heart racing. Oh no. It’s the heat radiating from Nash, who’s got his arm draped casually around me.
I settle against him, trying to find a comfortable position, but every time his warmth seeps into my side, it sends my pulse skyrocketing. All my blood rushes straight to my girly parts every time his thigh brushes against mine. His scent, powerful and enticing, envelops me, drowning out the spine-chilling soundtrack.
Caught in this intoxicating moment, the scenes flash past me while I battle to keep my attention on the film. The characters scream as they dodge the villain, but I’m fighting my own internal battle against the electric tension sizzling between us. The undeniable pull of his presence makes it nearly impossible to give a damn about the killer chasing after unsuspecting victims. All I want is to lean into him and let the world fade away.
I steal glances up at him, shadowed in the darkness of the room, the flickering light casting his jawline in sharp relief. He’s intently focused on the movie, but I can see the wicked glimmer in his eyes when they catch mine. It sends a thrill coursing through me.
As the film reaches its climax, the tension builds to a crescendo. I feel the sheer force of his energy beside me, and it’s hard to ignore the rush of anticipation building in the air. The credits finally roll and the haunting soundtrack fades, leaving an echoing silence surrounding us.
I turn to look up at Nash with my heart hammering in my chest. There’s something electric in his gaze, a spark telling me he’s feeling the pull between us, too.
And before I can even process what’s happening, he leans over to catch my lips in a passionate kiss. It’s fierce, hungry, and utterly consuming. A raw wave of desire crashes over me, pulling me down into its depths. My body responds instinctively, melting against him as I sink into the kiss, feeling like my entire body is on fire.
His hands cradle my face, thumbs brushing over my cheekbones as if he’s memorizing every detail. The world outside ceases to exist as we lose ourselves in the heat of our connection. He pulls me closer, deepening the kiss, and every shred of my resistance crumbles as his warm hands slowly slide across my back. His tongue slowly explores my mouth, sending my thoughts scattering.
Lust and adrenaline mingle, surging through me like a current as I tug him in tighter, craving more of his touch.
When we finally pull apart, breaths mingling in the space between us, the world outside the cozy apartment fades away. All I can focus on is Nash. His eyes, dark and intense, reflect my own shock. Silence surrounds us as both of us reel from the raw intensity of the kiss.
I’m still buzzing from the taste of him, the way his mouth moved against mine, possessive yet gentle. Every nerve in my body tingles as an electric hum runs through me, making it hard to catch my breath. I can’t find the words to explain the whirlwind of emotion swelling inside me.
His gaze holds me captive as I watch the myriad of emotions dance across his features.
In this moment, I realize that I’m no longer the cautious woman trying to guard her heart. Nash already completely owns it.
“If you want,” he begins, his voice low, “I can sleep on the sofa to make sure the boogie man doesn’t interrupt your sleep.”
Here it is. The moment of truth. I take a deep breath and throw caution to the wind. “I want you in my bed. With me.” I stare into his eyes confidently, leaning just a little closer, enjoying the way he reacts to my boldness. “Boo won’t mind sleeping on the sofa tonight.”
My cat turns and gives me a feline WTF? But I ignore her displeasure. She’ll just have to find a way to forgive me.
The air between us thickens at my words as the surprise in his eyes morphs into something primal, sending a thrill racing down my spine.
“Are you sure?” The pulse at the base of his throat pounds furiously as he stares into my eyes. “I’ve seen the downside of love and romance, and I refuse to let that happen to us. Once you give yourself to me, you’re mine forever.”
“Then make me yours,” I reply, holding his gaze steady as the world around us disappears. “This is insane and fast, but I’m all in.”
“You know, I really intended to take my time with you. I plotted and planned all afternoon, telling myself to give you time. To do whatever it takes to show you this thing between us is…” he pauses to run his finger across my bottom lip, “is everything. We belong together.” His admission causes my heart to soar.
He rises from the couch and reaches for my hand to help me up. I’m a little shocked when he turns around and spreads the fluffy throw blanket across the sofa for Boo to stretch out on. After settling my cat, he turns and smiles. “She should be set now.”
I lead the way to my bedroom while anticipation crackles between us like a live wire.
He follows close behind, and when we step into my room, I glance back at him. Here’s the moment of truth and I have no idea what to do.
At this point, I’m running on pure adrenaline mixed with intense lust.
“I have to tell you something,” I whisper as he stares down at me.
“You can tell me anything.” He gives me a reassuring smile and leans over to place a soft kiss on my nose.
I blow out my breath. “I’ve never done this before.” I nibble on my bottom lip as I fight the urge to run from what I’m feeling. “And I don’t want to disappoint you.” Where the heck did my confidence go? Oh yeah. The gorgeous divorce attorney snatched it right along with my freaking heart.
He takes hold of my hand and drags it down the front of his body. My eyes widen when he presses my hand against his hard cock. Even through his dress slacks, I can tell he’s massive. And ready. “You couldn’t possibly disappoint me.” Then he brings my hand to his mouth to place soft kisses on my knuckles. “Unless you want to stop.”
“Don’t stop,” I whisper as he pulls me close. His thick, hard erection presses against my tummy, causing my blood to heat. He’s so freaking massive. “I need you.”
“Thank fuck.” His breath brushes my lips a split-second before he kisses me. I lose myself in his kiss as he walks me backward toward the bed. When his tongue slides along the seam of my lips, demanding entry, I melt against him.
I open for him and his tongue slides against mine. He devours me, and my nails dig into his muscular shoulders, holding on for dear life.
“You’re good at that,” I moan as he kisses a trail down my neck. When he stops to run his tongue around my pulse, I reach between us to pull his dress shirt open. He takes over and rips away his shirt before slowly stripping away the rest of his clothes. In the dark room, it’s hard to see too much of his powerful body, but I squint my eyes to get a little peak. “Very nice,” slips out before I can stop it.
“I’m glad you think so.” He lifts me up, and I automatically wrap my legs around his waist to hold on for the wild ride.
He lays me back on the bed before reaching for my yoga pants. I lift up my hips and wiggle a little, helping him drag them down my body. I don’t resist when he pulls my sweatshirt up and off. He throws it aside and I’m suddenly glad I decided to go braless under my casual outfit.
He crawls over me and his hard cock slides across my thigh, leaving a trail of wetness. Sensations bombard me from all sides as the cool night air brushes across my nipples and causes goosebumps to erupt along my overheated skin. My eyes cross when he leans forward to close his teeth around my nipple. I whimper his name as I dig my nails into his hair, pulling him closer.
“You’re even better at that,” I whimper, squirming to get closer to him. “Please, please don’t stop.”
“Touch me,” he growls against my overheated skin. I run my hand up his muscular back, feeling the tightness coiling under my touch.
I drag my nails down the front of his muscular chest and a shiver runs through his body. I love the effect my touch has on him. Bravely, I slide my hand into his pants to find his very hard, massive cock. I might be in trouble here. The best kind of trouble. My girly bits clench as his erection jumps at my touch.
When he parts my slit with his thumb and forefinger, my eyes fly up to his face. He runs his finger around the opening a few times before pressing one thick finger just inside. He lightly rubs my sensitive clit at the same time, and my legs fall open to give him better access.
He slowly adds a second finger, watching my face as he stretches my opening. With each pass, his fingers slide a little deeper.