So hard that I’m contemplating my future.
Contemplating actually moving away.
Contemplating what I really want.
Becoming a vet is my dream, but do I really want to restart my whole life? Especially when Missarali is starting to feel like home. The girls on the cheerleading squad are my friends now, and I enjoy it.
I’ve worked so hard, though, and given up so much.
There aren’t any opportunities for me here.
But I just know they’ll never be another Nathan Slater. No one will ever make me feel the way he does. Mentally and physically.
Fuck.
Well, isn’t this just a shitty turn of events?
Nathan’s eyes dart to the scar on my temple, and he skates his finger over it. His expression silently asks if it’s okay, and I dip my head in a nod.
“Does it ever hurt?”
I shake my head. “Not anymore.” Physically, I’m healed, but mentally, I’m still very much torn up. However, Nathan provides the balm for my fractured mind, smoothing the jagged edges and giving me the peace I didn’t know existed. He doesn’t try to change me and erase the cracks. He lets me be me.
“You’re so beautiful.”
I smile, leaning into his touch. “I’m sure that’s not what you thought when I first arrived.”
“It’s exactly what I thought, and I was pissed at you for distracting me.”
“Oh, so I’m a distraction?”
He cups my cheeks and places the lollipop back into my mouth. “Oh, the biggest distraction.” Nathan’s smirk is driving me wild. “You look good on top of my counter.”
I study him. “I think I’d look better on top ofyou.” The comment slips out, and I blink.
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
He steps even closer. “Is that something you’d like, princess? Would you like to ride my cock?”
My body tenses.
I don’t thinklikeis the right word. Ineedto.
Nathan reaches behind his shoulder and pulls his T-shirt off with one hand, his eyes remaining on me. An undeniable urge soars through my body, and all I want is his on mine. It’s as if I’m starved of oxygen, and I can’t breathe without him. He’s the only thing grounding me. Making me feel like I’m alive. Making me feel human.
“I’m waiting for an answer, Mae. Tell me what you want.”
I place the lollipop on the counter. “You. I want you.”
“You want me? All of me?” His lips find my neck, sucking on the sweet spot where my neck and shoulder meet. His teeth graze my skin, and my lips pop open and I tilt my head back to give him easier access. “Is this what you want, princess?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes.”
Heat pools between my legs. I’ve never felt like my body wasn't mine before, but right now, Nathan’s the puppeteer. He has complete control of me, and I have no shame in handing over the power.
“You want to be filled with my cock?”
