Watching Mine

She smiles, and for the first time since she started talking about her brother, it’s one of joy. “I’d like that.”

Spotting the waitress approaching with our food, I get to my feet and deposit Emberleigh back in her seat. The rest of the evening is spent talking about much lighter things. I tell her about my father getting married and his invitation to have us over for dinner one night. She tells me more about her family, steering clear of her brother for the time being. I find myself captivated by her when she speaks about them. Her eyes light up the brightest and her face is more animated when she speaks of Avery, furthering my curiosity about the little girl. She asks why I chose to open a security firm, then she tells me why she chose nursing school. Something flickers in her eyes when she talks about her school, but I refrain from asking, not wanting to dampen the night more than it already has been.

After dinner, I take her back to her place, where we end the night with me worshipping every inch of her body. And where she steals a part of me that I never knew was up for grabs.

ChapterFifteen

Emberleigh

“OH, GOD, NATHAN,” I MOAN against the underside of his jaw, then peek out my tongue and lick the deliciously prickly skin. “Hurry up.”

“Fucking hell,” he groans. “Stupid fucking key won’t go in the lock.”

I tighten my legs around his waist and grind myself down on the hardness digging in my ass.

“Stop that shit, or I’m taking you right here,” he grits, then pinches my ass.

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sp; I squeal and lift myself away from the stinging pain, which causes me to rub harder against him.

His growl sounds in my ear right before my back meets the wall beside my door. His mouth slams down on mine, stealing my breath as he forces his tongue past my lips. I accept the intrusion willingly, needing some part of him inside some part of me.

My fingers dig into his back, clawing at him to get closer. His groans are deep as he pumps his hips against me.

Today’s Tuesday, which is the most stressful day of the week for me, with a full eight hours of school, then spending five hours dispatching at K&L Trucking. To help unwind, I normally finish off my Tuesdays with a hot shower and either my favorite toy or my hand. I have to say, this Tuesday is looking so much damn better.

“Fuck,” Nathan snarls, ripping his lips from mine. A whimper escapes me at the loss. I want his mouth back. “Hold tight to me, baby. I’m going to let you go for a second.”

Doing as he says, I lock my legs and arms tighter around him. I’m moved back to the door, and the arm holding me up lets me go. A moment later, I hear the snick of the door opening, then I’m rushed inside. As soon as the door is closed, Nathan drops me to my feet.

“Turn around,” he grunts, ripping off his shirt.

I force my eyes away from his delicious abs and turn in place, anticipation for what’s to come vibrating through my body.

“Hands on the wall” is his next order, to which I comply again.

I hear the change in his pocket jingle, then the zipper on his pants. Seconds later, his hands are on my thighs, pushing my skirt up and over my hips. It seems like anytime I’m wearing a skirt around Nathan, it ends up flipped over my waist. His chest meets my back, his cock wedges between the cheeks of my ass, and his hot breath is at my ear.

“This is going to be fast, baby,” he whispers. “I can’t wait.”

Before the word yes hisses past my lips, he leans away and shoves every inch of himself inside me. I cry out in both pleasure and pain. He holds still just long enough for me to catch my breath before he’s pulling out and driving back in again. His fingers dig into my hips and he pulls me back toward him so I meet his thrusts halfway.

“That’s so good. So, so good,” I moan breathlessly.

“Fuck yeah, it is,” he grunts, never stopping his movements.

He leans against me again and wraps one arm around my waist. His fingers search for my clit and hit right on the mark. My knees become weak, and tingles form in my lower stomach as he plays with the bundle of nerves. When he draws his hips back and slams forward again, he presses his fingers hard against my clit, and it detonates something inside me. I feel like I’m exploding into a million pieces, each one fused with something electrifying. My walls clamp down on him, and I barely register the deep growl he emits.

His fingers leave my clit to grip my hips with both hands, and just as my orgasm winds down, he starts fucking me with relentless strokes, bringing me back to the edge and hurtling me over. His body tenses behind me and he releases a deep groan. His forehead meets my back, where he kisses along my spine.

His hands slip up my chest underneath my shirt to my breasts, where he pulls me up from the wall. His softening cock slips free of my body, and I feel his cum leaking from me and sliding down my legs. It’s erotic as hell, and makes me glad we had the talk about not using condoms anymore. I love knowing his cum is seeping out of me.

When he twists me around and hoists me up, I wrap my arms around his neck and snuggle into him. Neither of us speaks as he takes me straight to the shower.

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I’M HALF ASLEEP WITH THE soothing way Nathan’s fingertips run up and down my spine when his voice jerks me back to consciousness.