"You can stay there as long as you want, baby." I kiss her head, inhaling the delicious smell of her shampoo. I hear her smile.
"You know what I meant before, don't you?"
"When?"
"When I said that anyone would be happy to have you by their side. Izy, I meant that I’d be the happiest man in the world if I had the opportunity to have you by my side. Even if only for a month. I'm not perfect, but I’d feel invincible with you next to me, and I promise you that I’ll do my best to not make this situation weigh on you. "
I turn her onto her back and look into her eyes, approaching her soft, sweet lips. When I touch her lips, I feel happy. After a couple of seconds, she kisses me back, and I have the sensation of flying. My heart is ready to jump out of my chest.
I draw her to me, and we try to sleep, but I already know it will be impossible for me.
I'll keep you safe, baby. We'll get out of the mess that our parents made together.
Chapter Eleven
Nate
Waking up with her on me is so strange and pleasant.
Is this what couples feel like?
I've never slept with any girl I've been with. No one has ever been in my bed for more than a couple of hours.
Last night, I found myself in her words. Empty and unable to love, yet with her, I feel that I have to try to make her understand that she’s the most fantastic person in this world.
I try to get out of bed without waking her, but I can't move. It feels like sleeping with an octopus, but it's worth it. Seeing her so relaxed makes me feel good.
When she moves, her leg touches me, making me hunch even more. Her hand drops from my chest and onto my stomach, then slowly lowers.
Oh, baby. You’re venturing into dangerous places.
When she touches my erection, I hold back a moan, and at that moment, she wakes up. When she realizes that her hand is on my boner, she jumps out of bed, mortified.
"Oh shit. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she shouts, running into the bathroom, which makes me laugh. I reach her, but she’s already locked in the shower.
"Izy ... is everything okay?" She doesn't answer. I take off my T-shirt, leaving on my boxers, and go in with her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
"Hey, baby, it's alright," I tell her, hugging her. "I didn't mind at all." I try to joke and instinctively kiss her neck.
"You're in the shower...”
"Hmm-hmm...”
"Nate...” She turns to look at me. Although I’ve promised myself to take it easy, I pick her up and kiss her. I kiss every inch of her skin, and her moans are music to my ears. I slide her down, and I know she's feeling how hard I am. I turn her, leaning her back against my chest, kissing her neck while my hands lather and caress her fantastic body. Her breasts are perfect in my hands, and her mouth tastes like mint. The water rinses off the foam, while with one hand I pull her nipples, rolling them between my index finger and thumb. I slide my other hand between her legs, slowly, silently asking her permission. Her breathing quickens, and I kiss her as my fingers brush her clit, playing with it, creeping inside her.
Her hand touches mine, accompanying me more and more deeply as she pokes and shouts my name, trembling and coming for me.
I feel like the happiest and most fulfilled being on earth. It’s the most intense moment ever.
I kiss her again. I’ll never tire of her sweetness.
"You’re beautiful. You’re special and mine,” I whisper to her as her eyes are chained to mine. She’s still breathing heavily as she responds with a barely audible, "Yours."
I wrap her in a towel. As she leaves the bathroom, I take off my boxers, turn on the hot water, and jerk myself, thinking about her moans and how perfect her skin was against mine. I come almost immediately, then wash and join her in the room. But she has already gone to the kitchen.
"I've made coffee. I don't know what you have for breakfast."
