Page 116 of Hated Husband


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A low chuckle slid out of him, his grip on me tightening. That blond hair shimmered in the sunlight, almost making him look like the angels themselves were lighting him up just for me.Putting a spotlight on Nathaniel Westwood when all those sharp edges softened and the man inside shone through.

“Of course, I do,” he murmured, stroking his thumbs across my cheekbones. Those blue eyes were so clear and intense that there was no mistaking he meant what he was saying. “Look, I know our relationship in person has always been a bit contentious, but I think, from my side, part of that was because I knew how dangerous it would be for my relationship with Emma to get close to you.”

“Three years ago when you and I met though, you and Emma were still just friends,” I said. “You were already worried about stuff like that?”

A slow smile spread on his lips. “Kate, I fell in love with who you are inside the first day you exploded onto that Discord and started ripping apart that movie like it was the greatest affront to any story ever. Then I fell in love with what’s on the outside and closer to the surface as soon as I met you.”

My heart started pounding. “You did?”

“I love you, Kate. Inside and out. For so many different reasons that it makes my head spin.”

Tears stung the back of my eyes. I wrapped my fingers around the nape of his neck and kissed him. Deep down inside, a part of me had worried that he would never love me in person like he had online, but it looked like that wasn’t true.

Nate kissed me back just as passionately, his tongue tangling with mine and his arms wrapping around me. He had a way of making me feel like nothing else existed to him and he was doing it again right now. Like there was only him and me, and how much he wanted me.

God, I’ll never get enough of this feeling.

The hard lines of his body pressed up against mine. The soft sounds rumbling from the back of his throat as we kissed got tome faster than I ever would have thought possible before I’d met him. But honestly, everything about him turned me on.

From the way he looked, to his sense of humor, to how intimidating he was at work, yet how genuine and open he could be when he was with me. I loved all of it, and knowing that there was no one around for miles just made it so much better.

Feeling a little daring because of it, I let go of his neck to grip the hem of my shirt, breaking away from him to pull it clean off. As I dropped it, I was about to go back in for another kiss, but I found his gaze fixed to my chest, his hand already rising to trace a fingertip along the lace outline of my bra.

I shivered at the contact, just watching him looking at me for a beat before I gave him a half-desperate, half-playful smile. “Are you about done yet?”

“Never.” He finally wrenched his eyes away from my chest to look back up at my face, but at the same time, his hands came around my back and he made my bra disappear so fast, it was like freaking magic. “This is the first time I’ve gotten you somewhere no one can interrupt us. No one can knock or walk in. Hell, the cell service is so shitty, no one should even be able to get through if they try to call.”

“So?”

“So that means you’re going to have to be patient with me.” He inhaled a deep, slightly shuddering breath. Then his hands were on my breasts, massaging them lightly as his gaze dropped back down. “Do you remember what you were saying earlier about how your thoughts were dirtier than mine?”

“Yeah?” I whispered, my insides already coiling with tension. It was just so damn hot to see him like this, switching gears from composed and controlled to slightly wild with need, honest, and wanting. “You said you guaranteed your thoughts were dirtier.”

“That’s because I’m pretty sure you never fantasized about me coming right here.” He tapped a finger against my cleavageand I sucked in a breath, my panties suddenly very much damp. “Shit, Kate. The things I’ve thought about doing to you.”

A traitorous, bummer of a voice at the back of my whispered,what you thought about doing to Emma, you mean, but I ignored it. I seriously had to get over being insecure because of jealousy of… myself.

“I might not have thought about that,” I murmured, pushing my fingers through his hair and deliberately letting my nails drag against his scalp. “I did have a few ideas of my own, though.”

“Yeah?” He glanced up at me as he pinched my nipple. A moan escaped me before I could stop it and his eyelids got even heavier at the sound, a knot forming at the back of his jaw. “We’re here now. I think we’ve waited long enough that we should get to live out a few of these fantasies.”

“I agree. Totally agree,” I said it so fast, it should’ve been embarrassing, but Nate stole my attention away from possibly feeling humiliated when he pushed my breasts together and sucked first one nipple, then the other into his mouth.

He grazed them with his teeth, licking circles around them while constantly toying with the nipple that wasn’t in his mouth with his fingers. Pleasure skated through me, gathering between my legs and quickly building into an aching need.

“Nate,” I moaned when he nipped at me again, my breaths coming out as pants and my muscles already tense. “I need…”

I trailed off because I didn’t actually know what I needed. Just him. That was all, really, but this was a sweet kind of torture I couldn’t take much more of. Another moan slid out of me when he pinched my nipple like it was meant to be a prompt. “I need more.”

“What happened to patience?” he asked, his voice husky but still playful. I rocked on his lap, feeling how hard he was between my legs. He groaned, leaning forward to suck my nipple into hismouth again and speaking around it. “Let’s get these pants off you.”

“Inside?”

“Nope. Not yet.”

He wrapped an arm around me again, helping me stand on shaky legs and quickly pulling my pants off, taking my panties with them. Suddenly extremely aware that we were outside and I was fully naked, I looked around quickly, surprised by how freeing this actually was.

For just a minute, it took my mind off how slick I was between my legs, and I smiled. “This is actually pretty cool.”