I whimpered.I had no words.This was heaven.
“You’re so fucking tight around my cock, Clara.”He began to move slowly, rocking beneath me.Every movement felt like bliss.“Fuck, I didn’t forget.”
I could barely open my eyes, much less form a sentence, but I managed to say, “Forget what?”
“How good you feel.”
My head tipped to the side.He had me completely supported, my full body weight against him as he fucked me slowly and thoroughly.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?”
I whimpered as he eased himself out of me and then drove into me again.I shivered in his arms, and he held me tighter, rubbing a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“As long as I have?”I gasped.
“Since you walked out of,” he drew himself out then plunged himself back inside me, “my hotel room four years ago.”
He snaked a hand down between my legs, still holding me tight against him with his other arm.He pinched my clit as he eased himself in and out, his breath growing more ragged at my ear.
It was too much.It was perfect.It was the hottest evening of my life.I couldn’t believe I’d been ready to deny myself this heaven because of my damn shapewear.Another moan escaped me as my thighs tensed, preparing for another orgasm.
“It’s so fucking hot when you make that noise,” Nash growled in my ear before tugging at my earlobe with his teeth.His fingers worked slow, methodical circles over my clit underwater.Everything about this—the water, the position, the city lights, the candles, the feel of his huge cock inside me—was the new peak.Nothing could get better than this.
“Nash, I’m so close,” I whimpered.“Fuck me.Fuck me harder.”
Nash didn’t waste a moment.I worked my hips against his cock as he plunged powerfully into me, reserving nothing.The water had waves like a bubbly ocean as he fucked me into oblivion in his jacuzzi tub.The sound of water hitting the floor was the last thing I heard as the orgasm crested and took over.I screamed, or cried out, or something.I couldn’t even tell because my consciousness detached from my body and I entered a parallel dimension for a few moments from the sheer bliss of it.I clutched his arms for dear life as he reached his own climax, stilling and groaning as he pumped off his rounds inside me.
When the water calmed, we both struggled to catch our breath.He buried his lips into my hair, never letting go of me for a second.
Life was perfection in Nash’s arms.I wasn’t going to fight it anymore.
Even if it meant it would end in heartbreak.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
NASH
NASH
The gauzy gray morning light was the first thing I noticed.
Clara sitting on the edge of my bed like she was about to escape was the second.
My hand shot out reflexively, grabbing her wrist, stilling her.Please stay.
“Whoa.Hey.Good morning.”Her soft laugh filled the room, settling like music inside me.
My grip loosened, and I rubbed at my eyes.“Sorry.I thought you were trying to sneak out.I didn’t mean…” My heart was pounding.I’d thought she was leaving for real.
Because she will.Everyone does eventually.
That nasty voice in the back of my head was back, and it had scared the fuck out of me.Until I remembered the contract.
She wouldn’t leave.She had to stay.
But what about when the contract is over?
“I’m not going anywhere except the bathroom, I promise.”She giggled, booping me on the nose.“Be right back.”
