The Bad Boys
Page 75
I bit my lip, arching as his fingers proved his honesty. The pleasure thrilled me, almost as much as his hungry stare. My body had changed, swelling my breasts, softening my skin, and revealing my not-so-tiny bump. A loose shirt or an oversized hoodie might have hidden it yet, but lying beneath him, naked, trembling? The baby was unmistakable.
And Nate loved how I looked.
He kissed me while his fingers endlessly circled the heat between my legs. I arched to meet his lips and bucked to feel more of his touch as he dazzled my clit in tight circles. His kisses trailed low, seizing a nipple in his mouth to tug with the same enthusiasm he used to tease my slickness.
“Beautiful.” He praised me with his mouth full, suckling against a nipple far too sensitive for such play. “I had no idea how sexy you’d get.”
“Sexy?”
He pressed his hard cock against my leg, still trapped within his jeans. I was surprised it hadn’t seared through the denim to take me.
“I never thought you’d ever look more beautiful to me than that first night I took you.” Nate’s hands wove over my body, gently pressing lower and lower until he cupped that tiny bump. “And then you gave me this amazing gift. You taught me to love. You showed me what it was to want family. And you made me…her.”
“I know everyone says she’s an accident or a mistake…” I bit my lip. “She’s not. She’s…she’s…”
“Ours.”
Nate pulled me into a consuming kiss, commanding my body as he rose higher to unzip his jeans and free himself. I reached for him and flicked my tongue over his. He uttered a profanity as I seized his cock and pumped, just how he liked it.
Because now I knew what he liked.
Understood what drove him.
Teased him with the pleasure I knew how to give him.
Nate leaned down, suckling my nipple with one last tug before kissing over my tummy. He licked his lips and pleased me with the flick on his tongue. I ached to feel more than his hot breath over me.
And Nate had never denied me.
His kisses struck fast, quick, and deliberately over my clit. He rolled the nub, sucking hard to earn my cry and then lapping up everything I offered once he drew it from me. I twisted beneath him.
This man knew my body better than I did, and every touch, lick, and suckle forced me to beg more than the last.
I squirmed against his skilled mouth, bucked his adept tongue, and demanded more than just the knowing nip of his teeth against my most sensitive spot.
I wanted him.
More than anything. More than ever.
I had to feel him within me, connected to me, loving me.
I had to know what we said was real, and the only way I could prove how undyingly devoted I was to him was to offer my body, my heat, my tightness, and my pleasure to the only man who deserved it.
And Nate felt the same. His cock hardened, twitching and hot.
He settled over me, and I welcomed him with spread legs. What might have once felt vulgar and crass and naughty when done in the sneaking shadows was suddenly…beautiful, right, and the ideal connection between bodies, man and woman, lovers.
He sunk inside, one solid thrust, and I arched to fit as much of his thickness in me as I could take. My fingers dug into him, the bed, my hair, and every crash of pleasure erupted in a cascade of shivers dancing over my skin.
Nate’s thrust came quick. I welcomed it. I offered myself. I gave him everything I could give, and the surge of his hips promised the same.
Our bodies connected, fractured in excitement, and rebuilt with our promises to each other. I whispered words of longing and desire, pleasure and endless bliss. He swore oaths to me, vows sincerer and more honorable than any spoken on an altar. Every movement consummated us in each other, commitment, and a shudder of absolute ecstasy that would forever bind us together.
This was love.
And it was everything I ever wanted, and nothing I should have ever feared.
Nate’s breathing turned ragged. He held me tight, squeezing me under him as he struggled to control the slam of his hips. He wouldn’t hurt me or the baby, but I understood. Every strike of his cock, every slice through my core that rippled heat and desire and fierceness through me was another reason to love a man so strong. Nate wanted only to please me. And as long as I lived to love him, nothing would ever come between us.
I groaned as he thrust in completely, pinning me to the bed, to him, to this moment.
All it took was a word, and we murmured it at the same time.
“I love you.”
We came together. I held him, holding him close, weeping as the pressure built so strongly, so fiercely, that I fell limp against the sheets. I surrendered as the real world shattered and a dream of passion and sensuality overwhelmed me.
I cried out for him, and Nate embraced me. His heat burst within my core, jet after jet, as he thrust completely inside my slit and shuddered in his own pleasure.
The heat built, popped, and ripped through me again, and I clenched over him as a second, third, and unending orgasm clutched my body, heart, and mind.
I crashed to reality, and Nate held me close, pulling from me only so we could rest on our sides before his cock hardened and thrust within me once more. He didn’t move, just enjoyed how our bodies fit together in blissful exhaustion. He wrapped an arm over me, holding my tummy.
“I love you,” he whispered, kissing my ear. “And I love the baby.”
“Lily.” I snuggled against him.
“You have no idea how much this means to me,” he said. “I’m going to make sure this family is perfect. You’ll see.”
“It already is perfect…I have you.”
“Not so scared anymore?”
“I’ll always be a little scared.” I twisted, meeting his gaze. “But I’m excited. I’m going to have you, and the baby, and us…”
Nate grinned. “Forever. This is just the beginning.”
“Think we can handle it?”
He moved within me, earning a soft groan. “You tell me.”
“I think it’s the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me.”
The End
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