Chapter 28 Easton
Easton
It takes more strength than I possess to not lose control with Nova. Feeling every tight inch of her wet heat wrapped incredibly tight around me makes it fucking hard to keep a slow pace.
Her skin is silky soft against mine, setting every nerve ending in my body on fire. I press my forehead to hers and watch as her eyebrows pull together and her green irises shine with unshed tears.
“You’re mine,” I whisper as I sink deep inside her again. Needing for her to know exactly how I feel, I say, “I will never love another woman the way I love you.”
A sob bursts from her, and she wraps her arms tightly around my neck.
We’re both completely overwhelmed, and it has my control slipping. My hips move faster, and I start filling her with hard thrusts. Her body rocks beneath mine, and her tears quickly fade and turn into moans of pleasure.
Fuck, this woman is my undoing.
Her body tenses even more and pushes against mine, her hips lifting to meet every powerful thrust I give her.
Nova gasps and whimpers, and I drive into her at a relentless pace until she screams my name as her orgasm hits. “Easton!”
Music to my fucking ears.
“That’s it, beautiful,” I praise her, my voice hoarse from the incredible pleasure and emotions I’m experiencing. “Come for me.”
My hold on Nova tightens as she convulses beneath me, and hammering into her, I keep going until my own release rips the air from my lungs. My body jerks uncontrollably, a satisfied groan rumbling from my chest.
Addicted to the feel of Nova, I continue plunging into her while I come, my jaw clenched from the intense ecstasy seizing my body.
Perfect. So fucking perfect.
Once the pleasure begins to fade, I slow down until I remain buried deep inside her. Our rushed breaths warm the air between us, and for a moment, we only stare at each other.
I drink in the sight of her postorgasmic glow, loving that I’m responsible for the look of pure satisfaction on her face.
I settle all my weight on top of Nova, pinning her to the bed. Framing her cheeks with my hands, I proceed to kiss the living hell out of her. “Mine,” I growl between kisses. “All mine.”
It sounds like the words come from deep within her soul as she whispers, “I love you so much.”
I claim every word from her mouth as my tongue dominates hers, and we spend minutes kissing before I lift my head again.
When I look into Nova’s green eyes, my heart overflows with everything from possessiveness to an insane obsession to protect her from every single bad thing in this world.
“You own my heart, Nova.”
She brings her hands to the sides of my neck and tilts her head as she stares up at me in absolute wonder. “I see you.” She sucks in a breath, then adds, “The real you.”
The words hit me square in the chest. I didn’t know I needed to hear Nova say that.
My eyes search hers, then I ask, “Does this mean you’re willing to give us a chance?” When she just looks at me, not answering quickly enough, I shake my head and give her a pleading look. “Don’t say no. Not after tonight.”
Her chin quivers, and her voice is strained when she admits, “I’m scared.”
Hoping that every ounce of love I feel for her shows on my face, I ask, “Do you trust me?”
She nods, but her eyes shine with tears again, and one rolls into her hair. “I don’t trust myself. What if I mess things up?”
“That’s not a possibility.” I catch one of her tears with the pad of my thumb. “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes.”
“What if we fight?”
“Then we’ll talk about the problem until it’s resolved.”
I watch as she thinks for a moment, then she asks, “What if your fans hate me?”
I let out a chuckle. “They’re not in this relationship. This decision is between you and me.” When her lips part, I quickly add, “But I’m sure they’ll love you.”
“And Lainey?”
“Us being in a relationship will only make the family stronger. Together, we can give Lainey a loving home.” When she remains quiet, I ask, “Any other questions?”
She hesitates for a moment, then asks, “Do you really love me?”
I brush my fingers over her temple as I stare deep into her eyes. “I love you, Nova. Please let me give you the life you deserve.”
An emotional smile forms around her mouth, and when she nods, intense relief pours into my heart. “Okay.”
“Thank you.” I pepper her with kisses. “Fuck. Thank you.” Only when we’re both breathless from the kisses do I push myself up, glancing down as I pull out of her. Her body shudders, making a smile tug at the corner of my mouth. “I love how sensitive you are.”
Climbing off the bed, I walk to the bathroom so I can dispose of the condom. Once I’m done, I wash my hands and comb my fingers through my messy hair before I walk back into the room, only to find my bed empty.
The fuck?
Grabbing my sweatpants, I pull them on. Noticing Nova’s leggings and shirt, I pick them up while wondering why the hell she’d run naked from my bedroom right after we had sex for the first time and agreed to be in a relationship.
Everything felt fine when I got up.
I stalk out of the room, and just as I turn left into her bedroom, she slams into me. I drop her clothes and quickly wrap an arm around her so she doesn’t fall.
Frowning down at her, I ask, “Why did you leave?”
“I needed to use the bathroom as well.”
Right. Of course.
She extracts her body from my arms, and grabbing her clothes from where they fell on the floor, she walks back into her room.
I stare shamelessly at her body as she gets dressed, thinking I’m one hell of a lucky man.
She darts into the bathroom to pull a brush through her hair, and while she’s busy, I glance around the mostly empty room.
Frowning, I ask, “When are you going to make this room yours?”
She comes out of the bathroom, giving me a questioning look. “What do you mean?”
“There’s nothing personal in here.”
“My clothes are in the closet,” she replies, then she starts to look embarrassed. “That’s all I brought from Verona.”
I walk to her closet, and seeing how little Nova has makes me feel like shit for not noticing sooner.
“Remember the limit I gave you?”
“For the credit card?” she asks.
I look at her where she’s standing near her bed. “Up it to a hundred. I want you to fill this closet with clothes.”
“What?” she gasps, staring at me as if I’ve lost my mind.
Closing the distance between us, I wrap my hand around the side of her neck and lock eyes with her.
“One hundred thousand dollars, Nova. You better spend it all on clothes for yourself, or I swear I’ll drag you to the stores myself.
Then you’ll just have to deal with a mob of fans following us while I make you shop until you drop. ”
With wide eyes that make me love her even more, she whispers, “I don’t think I can spend that much money. How . . . even?”
The corner of my mouth lifts. “Take Lainey with you. She’ll show you how to spend the amount in a few hours.” I press a kiss to her parted lips, then add, “Oh, by the way, one hundred is the minimum amount to spend. There’s no maximum. I want you to get everything your heart desires.”
She takes hold of my wrist and gives me a grateful look. “Thank you, Easton.” Her eyebrows draw together. “I’m not with you for money, though.”
“I know.” My lips curve up in a loving smile. “You’ve had the card for a while now and clearly haven’t bought a single thing for yourself.”
A shy expression forms on her face. “I paid for my nails with your credit card.”
“It’s your credit card now.” I kiss her forehead. “Use it. Please.”
She nods while she closes the small distance between us so she can wrap her arms around my waist.
I hold my woman tightly, loving the feel of her against my chest. “Rachel told me in the letter that she’d haunt me if I let you slip through my fingers.”
Even though sadness trickles into her eyes, she chuckles. “If anyone can find a way to haunt you, it will be Rach.”
“Right?” I tilt my head, a grin tugging at my lips. “So . . . fourteen years?”
Her cheeks flush a beautiful pink. “Yeah.” She looks a little nervous as she admits, “You’re my first love.”
Staring deep into her eyes, I say, “I’m sorry it took me so long to realize you’re the woman for me.”
“I think things happened the way they did because Rachel deserved all of your attention before she passed away.”
“Thanks for saying that, but I screwed up when I left you behind in Verona. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”
She shakes her head. “Stop beating yourself up. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Her eyes shine like emeralds up at me. “I made my own choices. I could’ve followed you here, but instead, I stayed in Verona.” A soft smile tugs at her lips. “But I’m here now, and it’s all that matters.”
“Right.” Lifting my hand to her face, I tuck some strands behind her ear. “And I’m never letting you go.”
She pulls free from my hold. “Want some coffee?”
“Sure.”
I follow Nova out of the room, and when we reach the kitchen, she begins to prepare the beverages while asking, “When do you want to tell Lainey?”
“When she gets home. I think the news will be good for her.”
Noticing Nova’s much more relaxed, I feel a sense of relief. She brings the mugs to the island and sits down beside me.
I take a sip before I mention, “I’ll have to make an announcement about our relationship.”
“Crap,” she mutters. “Do we have to?”
“The press has a way of finding out things. Once the world finds out about us, there will be a lot of shit printed. Don’t believe everything you read.”
“Okay.”
Christ, she’s finally mine. Nova is my girlfriend.
We stare at each other for a few seconds, then I chuckle as I admit, “You have no idea how relieved I am right now.”
“I do.” Her mouth curves up in a happy smile. “Trust me, I do.”
“Will you come visit me on set?”
Her eyes dart to mine. “Sure. When?”
“I’m starting next week. You can bring me smoothies.”
“Just show me how to make them.”
I can’t stop smiling as I stare at her. “Thank you for giving us a chance.”
Her lips curve up. “Thank you for being patient with me.”
“I would’ve waited forever for you if I had to,” I admit.
Emotion washes over her face, and her eyebrows draw together. “Really?”
“Or at least fourteen years,” I chuckle before getting serious. “You’re the one for me, Nova. It will only ever be you.”
She lifts her hand to my face and cups my jaw. “That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
Winking at her, my tone is playful. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She leans over and presses a soft kiss to my mouth.
Once we’re done with our coffee, I stand up, and taking hold of Nova’s hand, I pull her toward the couch. Sitting down, I grip hold of her hips and tug her onto my lap so she’s straddling me.
“That’s better,” I grin while I rub my hands up and down her sides.
Her tone is light and happy as she replies, “It is.”
Bringing my hand to her neck, I pull her in for a kiss, which quickly gets out of control. Hard and desperate for my woman, I let out a disgruntled groan. “Condoms are upstairs.”
“I have an IUD.”
My eyebrow lifts as I tease her, “You could’ve mentioned that earlier.”
She gives me a playful smile. “It was hot watching you rip the foil open with your teeth and roll the condom on.”
“Yeah?” I push her backward, and as I tug her leggings down her legs, I ask, “You liked that?”
With desire darkening her eyes, she admits, “I like everything you do.”
As soon as we’re both naked, I pull her back onto my lap so she can straddle me before I proceed to kiss the ever-loving shit out of her.
She tastes as sweet as she is, with a hint of innocence that’s downright addictive.
“Fuck, Nova,” I groan as I massage her breast, which fits perfectly in my palm. “You feel so good.” My tongue darts out, and I lick my way up her throat. “And you taste incredible.”
“Easton.” My name sounds like a prayer on her lips, and I fucking love it.
“I want to get to know every inch of your sexy body,” I say, my voice deep with desire for her. “I want to find out what makes you cry for more and what makes you beg for mercy.”
“You,” she gasps, her fingers tugging at my hair as she grinds down on my cock. “Your mouth. Your hands. Your body.”
I drop a kiss between her breasts before I move up again. Biting her jaw lightly while my hands feast on the feel of her soft skin, I say, “You’re fucking beautiful.”
I reach down and adjust my cock at her entrance, and as Nova takes me deep inside her, she looks fucking sexy.
Once I’m buried to the hilt, her lips part to let out a gasp.
Feeling how hot and wet she is, I groan, “You’re soaked for me, baby.”
Nova starts to move, her hips swiveling every time she takes me deep, and I fall irrevocably in love with the breathtaking expression of ecstasy on her face.
When I reach down and flick her clit, her body jerks, telling me she’s fucking sensitive. “Christ, I’m going to love making you come,” I growl before I crush my mouth to hers and I take over fucking her.
“Please,” she whimpers against my lips.
I drink her whimpers and moans like a man dying of thirst, and I let out a pleased growl when her body tenses with an impending orgasm.
Breaking the kiss, I press my forehead to Nova’s and watch as her features tighten. Our breaths mingle, and when I thrust harder, she lets out a cry, and I get lost in the sight of her finding her release.
“So fucking perfect,” I groan before my own orgasm hits.