Entice Me (Austin Singles 2)

My brow lifted.

“Nash isn’t my real name.”

Dropping my mouth open, I gasped. “What!”

“It’s James Nathaniel Barrett. Nash is my nickname. My sister, for some reason, couldn’t say James and insisted on calling me Nash. So it sort of stuck.”

I pressed into him, causing him to moan. “Well, if we’re being honest here, I think Nash is sexier than James. Sounds so bad boyish.”

He winked. “Me too. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have gotten laid with a name like James.”

Smacking him on the chest, I said, “I love you, James Nathaniel Barrett. Now please kiss me already.”

“I’ll do you one better. I’ll kiss you, then make love to you.”

Lacing my arms around his neck, I let him pull my mouth to his. The kiss was slow and sweet at first. Then it heated. Our tongues moving as if they needed to find the perfect rhythm. To find our way back to each other.

“Kaelynn,” Nash panted, his hands going up under my sweater. “Fuck, I don’t have a condom.”

My hands worked at getting his jeans unbuttoned. I needed to feel him inside of me.

Pressing my mouth to his, I slipped my hand in until I found him, hard and ready.

“Oh God. Nash.”

He cupped my ass, pulling me against him. I couldn’t help but think of the first time I came, fully dressed, writhing against him like I needed my next breath.

“I want you so much, baby.”

His words felt like a warm blanket over my shivering, cold body.

“Then take me. Right here. Now. Please.”

Our mouth smashed together in a hungry kiss. I squeezed my hand around his cock, moaning into his mouth.

“No. Condom,” he panted.

I tugged at his shirt, trying to get it off while he did the same with mine. Our mouths parted only long enough to get the shirts over our heads.

Going back to his pants, Nash grabbed my wrist. “Stop. We need to talk about this.”

Lifting my eyes to meet his, I gasped for air. “Okay. I’m on the pill. I’ve only been with two men before you and have always used a condom.”

“I’ve been with . . .”

I pressed my fingers against his mouth. “Don’t tell me a number, Nash. I don’t care. Have you always used a condom? Even with Lily?”

“Always. She never wanted to get on birth control.”

“Do you want this?” I asked.

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bsp; His eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he laughed. “You’re asking me if I want to make love to you without something between us?”

“Yes.”

Lifting his hand to the side of my face, I leaned into his touch. He stared at me with such love and passion in his eyes it made my eyes fill with tears.