“You made it that far; I’m sure you could have worked things out.”
“She was growing impatient being my girlfriend.She wanted to be Mrs.Alexander.She wanted to—I’m paraphrasing here—ignite a fire inside of me while keeping her other options open.She made a move she thought would get her what she wanted.”
“What did she do?”
“She dated one of my business associates to make me jealous and show me she had other choices.Then she fucked him, and I told her get the fuck out and take her shit with her.After that she was replaceable, as replaceable as a box of tissues.”
Whoa!“Did you love her?”
“Something like that, we were very close.I cared a lot about her.Big difference.”
“Do you know the difference?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Sometimes you can make yourself think you love a person when you only care about them deeply.”There’s my insecurity rearing its ugly head.
“Where’s this coming from, Cat?”
I look away and play with the buttons on his shirt again and say what I’m thinking.
“Do you doubt your feelings for me, Nick?What if I become replaceable?”His hands tighten around me.
“Hey, look at me.”At the gentle commanding tone he uses, I lift my head slightly.“You are irreplaceable.When I said I love you, I meant it.I’ve always known I loved you.”
“I’m having an insecure moment.”
“You have nothing to be insecure about.I know what love is.I’ve known what it is from the first time I kissed you at thirteen.Like I told you, it’s changed over the years and taken different forms, but it’s still the same love.Now that we’re together and we don’t have to hide it, it’s deeper and stronger and if you ever leave me I don’t know what I would do.I would freak the fuck out.I love you, Catherine Reed, more than you know.”
“You know how I feel, Nick,” I say, eyes misting, pregnancy hormones kicking in.Why can’t I just say it?”
“It’s all right…I already know.”He smiles at me.
I push up on my toes, pulling his head down and bringing his lips to mine, a caress of a soft gentle touch, communicating without words a mutual understanding of how much he means to me.Surprising me, he pulls away, making my eyes fly open, confused, until he speaks and I see the dark heat in his eyes, stirring the ever-present need for him inside of me.
“You don’t have to say anything you’re not ready to.When I say I love you, I say it for the both of us,” he says gently with an undercurrent of heat and want.
Without another word he spins me around to face the glass window, making me gasp.He brings his hands around my stomach, pressing against my back, parting my robe and exposing my naked body.Leaving me vulnerable and exposed to him, not only on the outside but also within.Brushing his hand across my stomach, he looks down at me from behind and kisses me behind my ears.I close my eyes for a second, reveling in the safety and security the weight and the warmth of his body brings to me; I lean my head back on him, forgetting how exposed I am.
“Where’re your clothes?”
“I just came out of the shower.I thought you could help me put something on.”
“No, I can’t.”
“Hmm…oh well,” I sigh, with his lips trailing down the back of my neck.
I rest my hands against the glass, anchoring myself when his hands move to the sides of my waist and he pushes my breasts up against the cold hard glass.He leans his chest against my back, making my nipples turn to hard tight buds, fully turning me on.I’m sure my nipples could cut the glass I’m pressed against.I moan, and with a deep rumbling sound, he slips one hand between my legs, parting my folds, rubbing me and making me wet all over.I bite down on my lip and moan again, dazed, my eyes half open, hardly seeing people walking by below.I recall my state of undress, but I’m so consumed with the need to be filled completely by him to the point of not caring if anyone sees us.“Nick…are you sure no one can see us?”
“No one.”
I don’t care anymore, considering what his fingers are doing.My head lolls back on his chest, and he fuses our lips in a scorching kiss.My fingers thread through his hair, deepening the kiss, and I move my hips, pushing against his fingers and moaning loudly into his mouth.He finally slips his fingers inside me where I need them to be.He groans equally as loud, picking up the tempo of his hand.Unzipping his pants with one hand, he whips my robe to the side and presses his hardness against my bare ass.“You want it?Say it, let me give you what you want,” he says in a hypnotic voice.
“Yes, give it to me…please,” I moan, desperately spreading my legs wider for him.He accepts the invitation and slides his length between my wet swollen flesh, rubbing back and forth from my opening to my pulsating clit.“Oh God, Nick…I need more, it’s not enough.”I push back, trying to get the head of his dick inside me, but he pulls back and I groan in frustration.“Nick, don’t tease me,” I stutter.
“I’m not.You’re not ready for the things I want to do to you against this window.Not in your condition.Come on, it’s time I put you to bed.”
He unexpectedly swings me up in his arms, his hand under my knees.I gasp and he walks toward the bedroom giving me a kiss.When he takes off his clothes and lays me down, the things he does to me and the places and ways he kisses me are so hot they melt away every thought in my head of any other woman he’s ever been with; it’s amazing.
