Chapter Thirteen #2
Nate looked up at Lottie, quite possibly the most amazing woman he had ever met while having no idea of how to thank her for something so touching, so deeply personal and dear to him that he almost felt like crying because of his lack of words.
Lottie seemed to sense this and cupped his cheek.
“A while back I remembered that fifth grade essay about what we want to be when we grow up, and after talking with Mrs. Matheson and spending a good amount of time going through boxes in her attic, I found what I was looking for.” Lottie smiled at him with so much love and affection that his heart swelled.
“You’re lucky she’s a bit of a packrat.”
Shaking his head slowly, Nate placed the most amazing gift he’d ever been given on a nearby table and pulled Lottie into his arms. “No, I’m lucky to know you.
” He leaned down and rested his forehead against hers.
“I wish I had your present already, but it’s still in the mail.
” He laughed humorlessly as he looked at the plaque from the corners of his eyes.
“Even then it seems pretty silly in comparison to what you’ve given me. ”
Lottie reached up and cupped his cheek. “I will love whatever you give me because it’s from you.” She licked her lips and tilted her head up to the ceiling above them. “If you really want to give me something now, you can always kiss me.”
Nate followed her gaze up to the sprig of mistletoe that hung above them.
“Seems even more inadequate than my actual present.” Lottie had given him a piece of his past he thought lost forever and her only wanting a simple kiss in return illustrated just how amazing and selfless she was.
That she saw something in him worth spending time with was astounding.
Her hand slipped to the back of his neck and she drew him closer. “Let me be the judge of that.”
As soon as the last word blew past her lips, Lottie’s were on his, rekindling the flame that always existed between them and would burn everything around them to ash.
Nate groaned, wanting to deepen the kiss but suddenly very aware that they were in his parent’s house surrounded by people.
Laughter and merriment filled the air around them, and as he broke the kiss that he wanted to turn into so much more, Nate had an idea.
“Come with me,” he said. Lottie took his hand and followed him out the back door.
The icy wind whipped in his face, but Nate felt nothing but heat and warmth coming off of him and the woman he was dragging along behind him. Lottie giggled slightly. “I’m getting a strange sense of déjà vu, only last time we did this I wasn’t freezing my ass off.”
Nate turned back to her as they arrived at the entrance to the same outbuilding they’d been in years ago. “I promise to warm you up.”
Lottie nodded and he pulled her up the stairs to the loft, unable to stop himself from smiling at history repeating itself in the best possible way.
The difference this time was that Nate wasn’t going to run away from her, but instead hold on with both hands and pray that she never got sick of him.
Looking around the small area, Nate looked over toward a storage box in the corner and nearly whooped with excitement at finding a heavy flannel blanket.
Lottie snickered from next to him. “Of course you and your brothers would have that stashed up here for midnight booty calls.” Nate smiled and stalked toward her, pushing her up against the wall. When her back hit the wood, her eyes widened and a gasp erupted from her lungs. “What are you doing?”
Nate dropped the rolled blanket to the floor before kneeling down on it.
Running his hands up the stockings on her legs, Nate moved his thumbs along her inner thighs before bringing them back down.
He repeated the action as he stared up at Lottie.
“Giving you another early present.” He started to lift her skirt, waiting for her to stop him if she wished, but instead of doing that, she gathered the material in her hands to help him out.
Nate smirked and brought one of her legs over his shoulder.
“Oh, and for the record, you’re the only woman I have ever or will ever have up here. ”
Lottie nodded, her head hitting the wall when Nate dragged her lace panties to the side and inhaled deeply.
She smelled as sweet and spicy at her center as she did everywhere else, and he couldn’t wait to get a taste of her.
“I believe you,” she whispered. The words were music to his ears and the last ones she spoke before the only thing coming out of her mouth were moans.
Nate dragged his finger through her folds before dipping it into her wet heat, twisting his finger as he bent his head down and licked her.
The tangy flavor on his tongue was one he wanted to taste every day for the rest of his life.
Burying his face as deeply as possible, Nate continued to lick and suck at every part of Lottie he had access to.
Adding another finger, he continued to drive them inside her as he gorged on her mound, sucking on her perfect lips before moving up to her clit and giving it all his attention before backing away again.
Lottie hands had flown into his hair, her fingers brushing his locks lovingly as she whimpered above him. “Please. Please, don’t stop.”
Whatever willpower he’d had in the past when it came to her was gone, so stopping was impossible. “Never,” Nate growled before diving back in.
Her thighs turned red from the burn of his beard, and he felt a primal sort of satisfaction at having marked her in even that small way.
Lottie was his, had always been his, and always would be.
Nate had forced himself to forget that for far too long, but no more.
No more time wasted on worrying about the past or wondering about the future.
In that moment, Nate vowed to do everything he could to please her and get her to trust him again.
He needed her more than he needed anything else in his life, and as frightening as that had been in the past, it was making him feel powerful in that moment.
Lottie’s strength and her charitable nature made him want to be a better person, and there was a power in that like none he’d ever felt before.
Surging forward, Nate drove a third finger into her center, leaking in his pants as he thought about how it would feel to have his cock inside her.
Humming with satisfaction at that thought, he moved his mouth over her clit and sucked as hard as he could, feeling her legs tense before he heard the confirmation of her orgasm.
Lottie moaned beautifully as her hands clung to his shoulders, her fingers nearly breaking through the fabric of his shirt.
Not one to let up easily, Nate continued to eat her until she came again, finally only letting up when he felt her pushing him away.
“Too much,” she panted. Nate disagreed and felt that it wasn’t nearly enough, wanting to set up camp at the base of her pussy for at least another few hours.
Still, she was the one in charge, so he put her panties back and stood up from the ground, the smile slipping off his face as Lottie pushed him up against the wall and dropped to her knees.
Nate barely had time to think as she unzipped his pants and freed his aching cock from his trunks.
“What—” Lottie’s mouth engulfing his straining dick caused his mind to go blank.
Her mouth on his cock felt almost as good as her silky walls had on his fingers, and Nate felt ready to explode. “Shit. It’s not going to take much.”
Humming, Lottie popped off him for a second and licked her lips. “Good. I want to taste you.” Gripping his base, she stuffed the rest of him into her mouth before sucking harder than Nate thought possible, his eyes squeezing tight as he tried to prolong the experience.
As hard as he tried, Nate was unable to keep himself from climaxing.
Sparks of electricity shot up and down his spine seconds before he felt himself giving into the wave of pleasure they’d both been riding.
“Oh fuck.” Nate cupped her cheek as he spilled into her mouth, his vision whiting out as he felt nothing but the best feelings imaginable running throughout his body.
When she stopped, Lottie placed a gentle kiss on the tip of his cock before tucking him back in his pants. She rose and adjusted her skirts as Nate zipped up his pants. As she plumped her curls, she smiled at him as he stared at her with open admiration. “What?”
Nate shook his head and held out his hand for her once again. “Just thinking that after that, I am definitely going to have to get you a better Christmas present.”
Lottie slapped at his chest but chuckled as they made their way back down the stairs and over to the house. “I think what you gave me just now was more than enough.”
Nate paused halfway up the porch steps and turned to her. “But I want you to have everything.” It wasn’t a platitude, but a promise. She’d given so much to everyone else and seemingly taken very little for herself. It didn’t seem right and was something he wanted to remedy if he could.
Lottie cupped his cheek and kissed his lips gently. “I don’t want everything. I only want you.” Again, what he could offer her in return seemed far too little, but if he was what she wanted, who was he to argue?
Smiling, they made their way back into the house where the party was still going strong, but not strong enough for Nate’s brothers not to shoot knowing looks his way.
He shrugged it off just as he would the inevitable ribbing they gave him later that night.
The time he’d just spent with Lottie would be worth it. It was worth everything.