12
NATE
We share a tenderness in that moment. I don’t think I’ve ever felt as vulnerable as this, and judging from the look on Holly’s face, she feels the same way too. It feels fucking good to get this out into the open. I’m her’s, she’s mine, we’re exclusive. There’s no one else, there’s just me and her.
I squeeze her tight, inhaling the scent of her hair and finding myself falling even more in love with her.
Fuck. That’s what it is. I pull back and finally realize. That’s what’s been happening to me all this time, I was just too much of an idiot to understand. Nina saw it in me the moment I walked into the bar, I just had to figure it out for myself. That feeling I have when I look into Holly’s eyes, that happiness I feel when I hear her laugh. I tried to put a name to it. It escaped me; it escaped all explanation.
Why wouldn’t it? I’ve never felt it before.
Love. That’s what I’m feeling for her right now. Chills run up and down my whole body as the realization sweeps me off the floor. My lips open and I speak the words even though I feel like I’m going bat shit insane.
“Holly—I think I’m falling in love with you.”
She takes a sharp breath, and I know that I’m screwed. We’ve barely just put a label on this thing, and now I’m skyrocketing it to the next level. Typical fucking Nate, all gusto and no patience. She’s white as a sheet, and now I’ve undone everything good that’s happened between us in the last few weeks.
“I love you too.”
Well fuck. I didn’t expect that. The world slides from underneath me, I surge forward and take her in my arms, crushing my lips against hers. I find something new every time I kiss her, this time it’s the thing that I’ve been looking for my whole life.
She pulls away from me, and there’s a fire raging in those eyes. I’ve come to recognize that look in the short time we’ve known each other. It’s one of my most favorites. It’s the look that tells me she’s horny.
“I need to fuck you.” She gasps while looking me up and down. “I need to fuck you now.”
Your wish is my command princess. I surge at her again, taking her face in my hands and kissing her hard. Somehow we end up stumbling back into the kitchen. There’s no time to find a perfect fucking spot. As far as I’m concerned, every spot is a perfect fucking spot with Holly. I’d swim through lava for this girl, a kitchen counter will do just fine.
I yank down her loose pajama trousers and expose her naked rear. My belt clinks loose as I unbutton my trousers and let them drop to the floor. I’m already hard and aching to be inside of her. She scoots back onto the surface and spreads her legs. I rush at her and slide my fingers up her dripping slit.
“Nate…fuck!” Her head drops back as her lips sing my name. It’s perfection, and I never want to hear another woman say it in that way again. She swings her eyes down to my cock, and they’re burning with lust.
“Now.”
That’s all I need to hear. I wrap my hands around her and pull her forward and nestle my burning cock into her slit. I inch forward, sinking into her slowly until I bottom out. She’s so hot and tight, it’s all I can do to keep myself from bursting right there.
She wraps her hands around the back of my neck, her mouth hanging open as I thrust inside of her. Her legs are spread wide open as she bares herself for me. Faint trickles of want drip from her lips with every powerful thrust.
My whole body is charged with desire, and the world slips into tunnel vision. Holly is the blinding light at the end. I love to watch her face as she clenches around my cock. The way her brow arches, the way her mouth falls open.
“I’m coming Nate!” She gasps quickly while pulling me in close against her lips. Her mouth opens around my tongue, pushing back into my own. I wrap my hands around her waist and pound into her with fast and furious thrusts. She’s so wet she slicks around me, and our bodies slap together as one.
The increase in speed makes her more vocal, and she’s gasping with every quick thrust now. I bury myself deep, wanting to be inside of her as much as I possibly can. She comes hard, and I reach my crescendo with her at the exact same time, bursting inside of her and becoming a useless statue of twitching primal lust for a few short seconds.
The room around us fades into a pitch of black, and the world goes quiet for a second. For a few short moments the only thing I can feel is her body as it clenches around me, refusing to let me go. Our heads push together, our eyes closed as we simply listen to one another breathing, bathing in the sense of our love.
It’s comforting knowing that she’s all mine, and I’m glad she wants me all for herself. I was half convinced all this time that I was just a fling for Holly. She’s the first person I’ve ever connected with like this, and it’d devastate me to lose her now we’re together.
We pull away from each other, drunk in our mutual lust. There’s an energy in the air that borders on giddiness. It’s magnetic.
“What do you say we go upstairs and wash off?” She says. “We can get some takeout and do this all again?”
“Consider it a date babe.”
She takes my hand and leads me upstairs. My woman, my girl, my everything.