Should she let this go? Slip into a lust-induced haze and let it all wash over her for the sake of having what she’d always wanted?
A part of her said yes. But the bigger part of her said it was time to break for answers.
Damn it. Why couldn’t she just go the easy route for once?
She arched a brow and took a deep breath. A hint of concern creased his brow. Damn straight he should be worried.
Obviously, he tried to appear more relaxed than he felt. His eyes always gave him away.
He stood with his thumbs hooked in his jeans and a daring edge to his expression.
“Nathan Grant.” She shook her head. “You picked a heck of a time to seduce me with your sweet, filthy and dark words and gentle touches. I’ve wanted you for God only knows how long, and you’ve pushed me away every time I’ve gotten close.” It took a behemoth amount of control not to let the shudder in her muscles ripple through her body with the dark promise his eyes held the longer he looked at her.
Damn man. Arrogant as a bull. Stubborn as one too.
She threw her hands in the air, unable to make sense of anything.
Deep breaths, Willa. Long, deep breaths.
Anger tinted her words, sure, but she was more hurt than anything.
“Everything will be fine, Willa.”
His words forced the sudden need to clutch something in her hands. Yeah, about the size of a cast iron skillet, in fact.
“Everything will be fine? Like you can erase everything with a kiss and a few promises?” In a soft pitch, she asked, “Tell me something, Nathan. Why does your family keep me around? Is it only because of you? Am I the guilty link to a past you’d rather forget? Or the pity fuck you want to get out of your system and then send me on my way?”
She searched his eyes for some kind of truth.
“Is it so you can keep an eye on me out of some promise to my brother?”
He took a step back from her, crossing his arms as if she’d slapped him in the face.
In a blink his expression switched from would-be-lover to full Marine mode. Her shoulders slumped. A brick wall would give her more answers.
“You know what, Nathan, never mind. That was Adrian’s and your mistake. Thinking you knew what was better for me than letting me decide my own life. A mistake I’ll correct.” Heat rippled across her skin from the fire lacing her veins, constricting her sweater around her neck. She pulled at the hem for some needed air.
Maybe it was time for her to go before one of them made a mistake neither would forget or forgive.
But a lug of cocky muscle walled off the front door. Guess that left the back door. With one last glance over her shoulder at the warm fire, and the promises of wild Christmas Eve sex, she turned toward the kitchen, her dreams dying a little with each step.
She rolled her eyes at the sound of heavy footsteps behind her.
“Are you done?” The arrogance in his tone turned her on her heel.
“I’m not only done, Nathan, but I am out of—”
He prowled close and didn’t stop until his nose nearly touched hers.
He didn’t stop there.
His lips claiming hers a split second before he caught her hips and pulled them into his. He walked until he had her pinned to the kitchen wall with his body, devouring her mouth with each step.
His heavy, thick cock pressed into the soft muscle of her stomach. It was like he wanted to drive her mad.
It was foolish to let him have so much control over her, but she liked it.
Still, foolish, nonetheless.
With a single caress of his tongue along the seam of her lips, the pain of not having him close receded, replaced by the urge to fall into the passion he provoked deep within her. Was it so bad for her to crave him so strongly? That he had the power to heal the hurt with a kiss, a touch here or there?
She ached to return the attention, to nuzzle closer, to wrap her fingers around the girth of his dick and stroke his hard, silky steel length until he released masculine groans of pleasure for her.
Willa let her head fall back against the wall and relented control over her senses, her thighs clenching around his waist as he brought her legs up to wrap around him.
She panted softly as he broke the kiss and pulled back far enough to gaze into her eyes.
“Every time you touch me, Nathan, you make something come to life. Something I thought died when I buried my brother—my heart. And here we are again, dealing with the loss of another loved one. Yet, through the pain I see the desire in your eyes when we touch. Stop trying to hide it behind some promise that means nothing.” She took a deep breath. “Are my words falling on deaf ears?” She raked her fingertips through his thick brown hair. “I don’t want to close my mind and body against what we could be. But I’m scared. Scared you’ll fuel this wicked fire in me and leave me to burn alone until it consumes me whole and leaves me nothing but a shell.”
She slid down his hard, enormous body and came to stand in front of him. He gathered both of her hands in one of his and spun her around to face the large meadow beyond the deck that lined the outer part of the house.
He eased his hands down to her hips, his grip tight against her jean-clad skin. Her eyelids dipped and she welcomed warmth that cocooned their bodies together.
In the background, pops and cracks from the fire filled the silence that settled around them. Small flakes of white glistened in the soft light outside the window. All the makings of a romantic Christmas.
She threw a quick glance over her shoulder. God, she was getting high just being this close to him. How pathetic did that make her? Did she really care? This was her Heaven anyway. No one outside this room mattered right now, if at all.
Instead of answering her question, he eased his free hand beneath the hem of her sweater. Shockwaves of lust took over her senses the moment his callused fingers encased her sensitive nipple through the thin silk of her bra and tugged.
“How about we let my actions speak for now?” He dipped his head and she fell into his embrace as he licked and nibbled the tender flesh of her shoulder.
Actions. Right. Yes, she could do that.
Kiss me.
Lick me.
Eat me.
Fuck me. And then do it alllll again.
She chanted her desires like a wish in her head.
Instead of giving voice to her thoughts she managed a soft whimper, only nodding her consent. He chuckled warmly in response. “Show me what you want me to see, Nathan.”
To contrast the squeeze and tug, blunt teeth nipped her shoulder, swiftly followed by warm kisses. Pain-pleasure rocketed her libido past mere want, landing her dangerously near instant combustion. They were both in danger of burning alive tonight.
He moved his right hand downward with slow, tender caresses across her abdomen, pausing to swirl a single digit around her navel before continuing further south. He pushed past the clasp and zipper of her jeans and didn’t stop until he found her clit.
She gasped, arched to give him better access and that was all he needed.
“Is your pussy wet for me, baby? Ready for my big cock?”
“Another inch further, Captain, and you’ll find out.”
Warmth pooled between her legs when his thumb brushed against her clit and his other finger stroked along the seam of her entrance.
He growled, long and low.
Her eyes fluttered shut and her body grew warm.
With a gentle flick of his free hand Nathan moved her hair forward and over her shoulder. “If I have to go another night, my balls might explode with all the need I have for you. I’ve dreamed of sinking my cock into you, claiming that virgin pussy and feeling you clench around my cock, milking me.”
His explicit words brushed against her ear in a warm caress of promises. Thunder roared through her with every beat of her heart. Her body wanted him, but through her lust-filled haze she couldn’t ignore one detail. What about tomorrow? Could she go through with this
and live with what the morning would bring?
Breathless, desperate to throw on the brakes to the runaway train, Willa managed a few words between each soft pant he lured from her throat. “A one-night stand isn’t my style, Nathan. And come morning, you’ll regret throwing away my brother’s warning and the promise you made.”
He dipped his fingers between the wet folds of her pussy, causing her words to hitch. His lips trailed the length of her neck while his left hand sought out her breasts, his thick cock teasing her jean-clad ass.
Electricity shot through her body, eliciting a gasp as he rolled her nipple between her fingers. “Nathan,” she moaned, unable to hold back from the pleasure.
“How can I regret loving you? We’re all older now and if your brother was here, he’d see how much I cherish you. I—we—knew him well enough to know he wouldn’t stand in the way of our happiness.”
He was right. She knew it in her heart Adrian only wanted to protect her younger self from making a mistake with an older man. Now she was her own woman.
He popped the button to her jeans and nothing else registered until cool air hit her exposed skin.
“Strip for me, baby, show me that beautiful ass. I’m going to make you scream my name before giving you my cock.”
“Annnnd?” she teased, wiggling her ass in his hands.
“And then I’ll make you scream it again.”
Chapter Four
She shook her head to gain some semblance of control, then slowly eased herself out of his hold.
His dirty promise hung between them.
His grip tightened on her hips. Not painfully, but more of a possessive hold on her. The simple gesture woke her submissive side enough to scare—and thrill—her. Not that she wasn’t interested in letting Nathan do everything she’d read about in the hot romance novels her cousin plied her with, but she couldn’t mess this up.
Not this time.
This was it.
She felt it deep down in the part of her soul no one had ever touched before.
She looked over her shoulder again, this time catching his gaze. Lust mixed with delicious levels of danger flooded her body at the smoldering look he gave her.
His shaft pressed against her ass, a point he made with a rock of his hips. One more of those and she wouldn’t be able to hold back. All caution—if she ever had any—would be out the window with a mess to follow come morning.
She was never big on teasing, but he needed a little of what he was dishing out. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans first and then her sweater she tugged and tossed until she stood before him in nothing but soaked red silk panties.
He tore off his shirt to reveal a muscled, gorgeously ripped body that had her mouth watering for a taste. The fly to his jeans was undone and with a small flick of her finger she could have his hot cock in her hands and then her mouth.
“Baby, you’re my angel and my perfect sin in one.”
An angel?
His angel.
Always his.
“No one else’s. Never anyone else’s,” she agreed like a whispered prayer.
Just in case her guardian angel was listening.
She didn’t want to take any chances.
Not with her heart.
Nor his.
Nathan’s deep voice had her clit throbbing as if he’d stroked the bundle of nerves.
She turned and as if he read her mind. He came up behind her and teased the skin along her hip before his cock filled the seam between her ass cheeks.
He growled a sexy masculine grunt and inched the silk away from her skin as he slid his big hand between her thighs, spreading her open for him. She gasped as his finger caressed the crease of her ass before dipping to lightly tease over her asshole.
She whimpered or maybe it had been a groan when he slipped a finger between her pouty lips and pressed a finger into her tight opening. She didn’t know, didn’t care. All she could think about was him taking every part of her body.
She looked over her shoulder to find Nathan stroking his big erection and her pussy convulsed around his finger at the beautiful sight of his long, thick cock.
He began to finger her pussy slowly before he eased a second alongside the first, stretching her virgin hole.
“Does my dirty virgin like her ass being played with?” Rough and deep, she heard his words but couldn’t manage anything beyond a shake of her head when she felt the fat head of his cock nudge her rear opening through the silk of her panties.
God, that felt so good, beyond what her mind could ever fathom in her fantasies, and so much of what she wanted.
Scarlet flushed her cheeks and her head fell forward to hide the blush his words caused, knowing she wouldn’t deny him anything he wanted, especially if he wanted to fuck her there.
He chuckled, and she licked her lips at the thought of tasting the pre-cum that gathered on the tip of his dick.
“Not yet, baby. Turn around. I want your juices on my tongue first. Call me selfish but I want to hear you orgasm for me as I devour your sweet pussy.”
Oh God, this was it. This was really happening. Her and Nathan.
She turned to face him as he released the weight of his full, heavy cock with a thick head. It swayed between them and she licked her lips, hungry. She dropped to her knees, gathered the thickness of his length in her hands and opened her lips.
“You want it, baby? Open wide. Take my cock deep in that red-hot mouth of yours.”
She held no apology for her ferocious need to consume, lick and eat up his full length. For craving the taste of his sticky pre-cum on the tip of his stiff cock.
Nor did she have an excuse for being greedy like she could lose it at any second.
She deep-throated him like she’d done in her fantasies a dozen times and didn’t stop until the fat head of his cock hit the back of her throat.
Pulled out until the tip perched on her lips.
And then swallowed his full length for a second helping.
No apology.
No trembling and waiting.
It was time to take what she wanted.
Fucking finally.
Maybe she was crazed for it, but the second the salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum hit her tongue she moaned around the head of his cock, stroking his length as she swallowed.
He groaned and pulled his huge cock from her lips before easing back in and fucking her mouth in a sticky wet rhythm.
His fingers curled along the back of her head and as she moved up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. Pleasure hummed through her body and she looked up the length of his body to land on his gaze, his cock filling her mouth.
He pulled out until the tip of his dick rested on her lower lip. “I’m going to cum in that hot mouth of yours, baby. Are you ready for that?” He rubbed his spit-slicked cock along her lips and she opened for him, his thick cock opening her mouth wide.
He moaned and pumped her mouth faster, harder, the sound of wetness filling the room. His eyes blazed with the same need she felt in every fiber of her body.
Her pulsing pussy could attest to the fact. When he looked at her that way, like she was the most beautiful woman on earth, her world was complete. Only he did that to her.
She reached between her legs and worked her clit in time with his thrusts.
“Oh God, you’re so fucking hot. Keep touching yourself, baby.”
His huge dick swelled in her mouth with the need to cum and she was bordering the edge of hitting her own orgasm. “Cum now, Willa. Cum for me and I’m going to fill your sweet, hot mouth with my seed. Swallow me, baby. Milk my cock and swallow me.”
His fingers tightened in her hair and as if her body obeyed his command, her body convulsed with her pent-up need for release, filling her panties with sticky wet juices as his cock filled her mouth with his. She moaned around his dick as her orgasm rocked through her.
With his head tossed back, he shouted his release while rope after
throbbing rope of hot seed washed the back of her throat. His hips pumping, she moaned deeply, swallowing fast and sucking every single drop of cum from his load, hungry to keep giving him the pleasure she’d been aching to for so long.
Both panted hard as he slipped away. She gazed up and froze from the intensity of Nathan’s stare. Muscles glistened with sweat and shivered from their powerful release. But the strength of his gaze was what held her in place at his feet. A look only a Marine could give.
A smile warmed his face and he pointed at her before he crooked a finger her way. “Come here, baby,” he said gruffly as he hauled her to her feet and planted her on the large kitchen table. The massive slab of wood was pushed up beneath a window and moonlight bathed his dark expression and beautiful body for only her to see.
Eyes devouring every inch of his body, he placed a large hand on her chest and pressed her until she rested on her elbows.
The sound of crumpled paper brought her attention around.
“What’s this?” she asked.
Her stomach did another somersault.
Like skydiving with a two-ton boulder strapped to her ass, her stomach plunged to the ground and landed with a solid thud.
Two rumpled papers stuck to her arms as she tried to push up from her bent position.
The second her gaze landed on the signatures, she froze. She trembled, icy fingers gripped her heart and just like that, the heat of the moment iced over with dread.
An arctic cold seeped into every pore. She gasped for air, but her lungs didn’t get the memo. Stars danced in her vision, blocking out the black and blue lettering.
Instantly Nathan pulled back from Willa, stuffing his dick back into his pants.
“Ah fuck!”
“Willa, sweetheart, look at me.” She faintly heard his deep voice call to her over the thunder in her ears. Her heart raced, but for a very different reason now than only a second ago. He knew she was resigning? And, wow. Yeah, he knew she was leaving for California. So, what? Did he want to give her a goodbye fuck? And she’d fallen for it like a naïve, foolish woman.
But one look at him and the fear that tore across his face told her that wasn’t the case.
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