Nate

Wrapping my hand around the base of his shaft the way he liked, I worked in tandem with my fingers to touch him from base to tip. Wet noises bounced around the room as I moved back and forth. He thrust his hips in time with my rhythm, almost gagging me a few times. When I looked up at him, he groaned at the tears shining in my eyes and one rolling down my cheek.

After a few more deep thrusts with his hips, he pulled me up and pushed me back on the bed. With a yank, he removed my panties while I peeled his white t-shirt away.

“How did you get so good at sucking my cock so quickly?”

I gave him a sweet smile. “I’ve been practicing on TicTacs.”

He stared, his eyes going wide before a laugh rocketed from his lungs. “You goddamn sassy girl.”

I tweaked my nipple. “What are you going to do about it?”

He growled and dove between my legs. His mouth, hot and wet, sealed to my pussy, and his tongue delved deep inside me as I arched off the bed and gripped the duvet. He knew just what to do, working my clit and bringing me to the edge of ecstasy in an embarrassingly short amount of time.

I dug my fingers in his hair and called his name, but he didn’t intend to get me off so easily. He climbed up my body and pressed his thick cock head against my entrance. I was wet and needy, but I still gasped as he thrust inside me. All the way to the hilt, he stayed still as he stared into my eyes.

The words that had been bubbling inside me for so long turned into an undeniable roar that I could no longer ignore. “Nate.” I put my palm to his cheek. “I love you.”

His eyes clenched shut as if he were in pain. Though I was full of him and my need for him, in that moment a great emptiness settled inside me. Even though I knew there was little chance of him saying it back to me, it still hurt.

I dropped my hand. “You don’t have to say it back. It’s okay.” The good thing about internal bleeding was that no one else could see it.

He opened his eyes, that deep green meeting me halfway. “I’m not an easy man to love. I’m not the man for you. You deserve so much better than anything I can ever offer you. But I’m still a selfish bastard. And I’ve never been able to do a cost-benefit analysis. When it comes to you, all I ever see is benefit.”

I stopped breathing. I stopped thinking. My entire world ground to a halt as I hung on to each of his words.

His gaze never left mine. “I’ve never loved anything in my life. Not like I love you. When I first saw you, something inside me broke. Not just broke, it shattered into more pieces than I could ever collect again. You were young. You’d been hurt so badly. And for the first time, I wanted to fix something instead of destroy it. And that knowledge is what broke me. Because I couldn’t fix you. I couldn’t make it all go away. And even though I was a failure, and I sent you away, and I continued down my destructive path, you came back to me. I think we were both broken and we were the only ones who could make each other whole again.”

My heart swelled until I feared it would burst from my chest. Tears welled in my eyes and rolled down, tickling my ears. “Did you just say you love me?”

The side of his mouth ticked up in a smile. “After I say the most poetic shit I’ve ever said in my whole life, all you can think of is the part where I said I love you?”

“That was the most important part.”

“Well, in that case, I love you. I’ve always loved you in one way or another, from the moment we met.”

“I was 13, you creeper.” I giggled.

He narrowed his eyes. “It wasn’t like that.”

“For you, maybe. But I’ve been masturbating to thoughts of you for years.”

He shook his head. “Are you trying to kill my boner, jail bait?”

I angled my hips up, rubbing his cock deep inside me. “I think it’s safe to say your boner isn’t going anywhere.”

“You’re a bad girl. You know that?” He pulled back and shoved, hard and sure.

I batted my eyelashes. “I guess I need someone to punish me.”

“You came to the right place for that.” He slammed into me, jarring the bed.

My toes curled, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Do your worst.”

He started a hard rhythm and never broke eye contact. “I love you. I love you so much.”