Pulse - Part 3 (Pulse 3)

He leans back in his chair and pulls his hands over his face before he lets out a deep sigh. "I couldn't shut up about you. I just wanted them to see you in the flesh."

"So you brought them back to New York?"

"I did," he says it with finality as if that's supposed to be the end of the conversation.

I push the plate of salad that's in front of me away. I have absolutely no appetite. I study his face, trying to read him. There are so many things beneath the surface and I can't place any of them.

"Jessica." He taps his finger on the table. "Listen to me."

That's all I've been doing all night. It's all I want to do. I want to listen until I hear him say he loves me again.

"I took them to the hotel so they could stay there." He reaches across the table to cradle my hand in his. "I was going to come to your place to take you home with me for the night. But then you did that whole breaking and entering felony thing and everything went to shit."

"You wanted me to meet your family?" I whisper the question.

"I needed you to meet my family." He motions to the waiter to refill both of our now empty wine glasses.

"Why didn't you tell me that?" I sit expectantly waiting for an answer while the waiter slowly pours the wine.

The dim hum of a cell phone breaks the silence between us. Nathan reaches inside his suit pocket to retrieve his phone. He doesn't even glance at the screen before he quiets it. "I'm crazy about you." He pushes the phone aside before he takes my hand again. "I don't know how to do this the right way." His free hand waves in the air over both of our heads. "I wanted my sister and Travis to see what I see in you. Simple."

It wasn't simple. None of it was.

Chapter 16

"You told me you only let three men fuck you." His voice is low and raspy.

I nod.

"How many cocks have you sucked?" He pulls lightly on the roots of my hair. "Christ, slow down, Jessica. Slow. It. Down."

I lean back on my heels and pull my tongue over the wide crest of the head of his cock. I lap at it, listening to him spurring me on.

"Who could ever give this up?" He leans back into the mattress with both hands still nestled in my hair. "I'll never let this go."

I move my head down swiftly, pulling the length of him into me. I'm rewarded with a deep growl.

"You know exactly what I need," he pants. "Stroke it."

I wrap my left hand around the thick root, stroking it slowly and methodically as I suck just on the head. "It's so beautiful."

"You're so beautiful." His hips snap back as a single drop of pre cum seeps out. I twirl it over my tongue and run it along my bottom lip.

"Jesus." He stares at me. "I could come just from watching that."

I moan as he pushes my head down again and I glide my lips over him. I snake my hands up and down slowly, milking him as I pull him in and out of my mouth.

"I can't stand it," he growls. "It's so fucking good."

I pump harder, wanting him to find his release. My tongue soaks in the taste of him, my eyes glued to his face.

"I'm going to come." His body stiffens and I brace myself for it. I love the taste of him. I love how it makes me feel when I feel it inside of me.

I moan as he yanks me up with both of his arms. "Nathan, please." I want to finish. I need to.

"I can't." He flips both of us over effortlessly until he's hovering above me. "Christ, I want to fuck you so much right now."

I shake my head. "No condom." I can't. I just can't. Not after seeing the phone. I can't let him inside of me like this.