Broken Hill Hearts (Broken Hill High 4)

“I know you’re there,” he says with a smile in his voice.

“I don’t care,” I tell him. “Just keep going.”

He turns to look at me and I take in the light sheen of sweat covering his body, making everything within me clench in desperation. “Why’s that?” he murmurs, walking forward. “Do you see something you like?”

My eyes travel up and down his body like a piece of meat. “I see something I want to bite.”

Nate reaches me and I can’t wait any longer, but luckily for me, neither can he. His lips come crashing down on mine as he grabs me around my ass and lifts. I wrap my legs around him and do my best to hold on as he slams me against the wall and presses himself against me.

A moan slips out of my mouth and he swallows it with another kiss. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmurs as his lips move to my neck.

I gasp out at the feel of his lips against my skin and tilt my head, silently asking for more. Just as I had hoped, he gives me exactly what I need. But I need more. I need his skin against mine. I need his touch all over my body.

As if sensing that intense desire with me, Nate starts pulling at my clothes. There’s a wildness to his movements and I can’t get undressed fast enough. I grab his shirt and rip it up above his head before tossing the flimsy fabric aside. My hand comes down on the strong ridges of his abs almost instantly.

Nate pulls my jeans down my legs and tears my underwear off my body before grabbing me once again. Within seconds, he presses my back against the wall as he buries himself deep inside me.

He pulls out and slams himself back in making me gasp and groan as he gives it to me the way my body is craving.

This was not my intention when I came here tonight but I have to say, it’s definitely an added bonus. Sex for us has always been incredible but as we go along, it just seems to get better. I don’t know if that’s what it’s like for everyone else, but it’s definitely something I’m more than happy to get used to. I mean, it’s like he knows and understands my body as easily as if he were reading a map. He’s just that good.

My arm curls around his back as I keep my other over his shoulder, keeping it out of the way. I mean, this is rough and having my arm get caught in the middle and ruin this incredible moment would be disastrous.

My nails dig into his strong back as he works my body to the edge.

In. Out. Repeat.

“Nate,” I gasp, holding on as he takes me for the ride of my life.

My body grows sweaty and I throw my head back, taking a deep breath. He drives me right to the edge and it’s like he’s set my body on fire.

Nate’s hand comes down between us and before I know it, his fingers are pressing down on that little bundle of nerves and begins rubbing tight little circles. “Shit, Nate,” I moan.

“Come on,” he growls in my ear. “Give it to me.”

His words are my undoing and my world detonates. I see stars behind my eyes and he crushes his lips to mine as his movements slow. We come together but he doesn’t stop moving, allowing me to ride out my orgasm as my fingers and toes curl.

“Fuck,” he murmurs against my lips.

“You can say that again,” I gasp, trying to catch my breath.

Nate leans his head in and rests his forehead against mine as we both come down from our high. He wraps his arms more securely around my waist and pulls me off the wall before spinning us around. He leans his back against the wall and slides down until he’s sitting with me straddling his lap.

Nate’s eyes never leave my body once and while we’ve fooled around many times this week, we haven’t had this moment where we can just be with each other. After all, Tuesday was the clean-up after the storm and the rest of the week I’ve been trying to dodge my over protective parents wanting to avoid me breaking my other arm. Though, I get it. It couldn’t be easy for a parent to see their child getting hurt.

Mom has forced dad out on a date tonight which means, I have the whole night to do whatever my little heart pleases.

Nate’s fingers graze softly up and down my back and I can’t help the brilliant smile that takes over my face as he watches me. His eyes soften with love as he wears his heart on his sleeve. “You’re beautiful,” he murmurs, bringing goosebumps to my skin as his fingers run across my back.