It begins to feel insanely good again, and he grabs my hips, rolling us over, making me squeal in surprise as he pulls me on top. I stifle a laugh as I sit on top of his body and ride him. He shifts one hand to my hip to help me move the way he likes while his other hand massages my breast.
“Fuck, you look good riding my cock.” He groans, then gnaws on his bottom lip.
My nails dig into his chest as his cock fills me completely while I bounce up and down on it. “You look good beneath me,” I answer in a whisper.
He groans again and keeps moving with me as I work hard to get him to where I want him. His hand from my hip slides across, and his thumb moves in circles on my clit. My head falls back, and I moan as I continue to ride him. My body tenses quickly this time, and I know another orgasm is about to rip through me. My muscles clench, tightening around his cock, and he groans, thrusting deeper and faster, to the point he’s so deep it borders on delicious pain.
His movements falter, and I know he’s close.
Our breaths come hard and fast, echoing around us. Just before everything tightens and contracts, my body quivers slightly, and he jolts up with a long, drawn-out moan as we come together. His climax is so intense I can feel him emptying inside me, making me feel impossibly fuller.
As I slow my rhythm down and bring my head back upright, I open my hooded eyes and look at him. His eyes are hooded, too, and he has the laziest smile on his face. Leaning down, I press my chest to his as I rest my head in the crook of his shoulder and neck, kissing his skin. Mixed with the sound of our breaths, I can hear his heartbeat thump at a quick pace while he languidly trails his fingertips delicately up and down my sensitive skin.
“That was amazing, Ria.”
Turning my head, I kiss his jaw. “That was breathtaking,” I reply.
Kissing him once more, I do so with the same level of passion that got us here.
Chapter Nine
NATE
Next to Ria, I’ve slept the best I have in years. And as I lay here with her lying on my chest sleeping, I gently stroke her hair, feeling calm and at peace—something I haven’t felt for a long time.
Things are finally working out for me for once.
She’s even more beautiful when she looks natural, and I couldn’t be happier than when I’m with her. Leaning down, I gently kiss her forehead, and she stirs. I didn’t mean to wake her, but she yawns and then looks up at me, opening her eyes wide like she’s shocked to see me. Ria sits up and then backs away from me while covering herself with the sheet.
I furrow my brows, watching her act like I’m some stranger.
This is NOT a good sign.
“Are you okay?”
She looks around the pool house and swallows hard. “Um… yes! But you? You should go.”
I exhale, sitting up on the bed. “Do you regret last night?”
She softens and slumps her body. “Regret? No. But it can’t happen again, Nate. I meant it when I said we couldn’t be a thing. I’m sorry I got lost in the moment. Again.I just…” She pauses, and I exhale, nodding with disappointment seeping over meyet again.
This is whiplash.
This woman gives me whiplash.
“You don’t do rockers… yeah, yeah, okay,” I say, getting up and pulling on my jeans with my back to her so she doesn’t see the hurt that must be written all over my face. “This shit is getting old,” I murmur, but I am sure she doesn’t hear me.
“We’re still friends, right?” she asks, and I turn to look at her.
“Yeah…friends.”
“Nate—”
“It’s fine, Ria… but I gotta go. I’ll see you at the filming.”
“Nate—”
“I’m out, Ria.”
