The tension in her bra vanished, and then he flipped the switch. He grabbed her and turned like he was pivoting on a penalty kill, pushing her against the door and reaching under the jersey to yank her bra down in one smooth motion. She gasped as her breasts were freed, and then again when he shoved the hem of that jersey up.
“Gonna leave my mark on you, baby,” he growled, his breath scorching as he dipped his head. “Wanna see your makeup team try to coverthis.”
His mouth felt like filthy lava as he closed his lips over her nipple, suckling softly and teasingly before he scraped the edge of his teeth over her. He sucked again, soothing her for a second before latching onto her with punishing precision.
Fucking hell.
“I needed you to hear it,” Holly said, fighting to keep hold of her thoughts before she lost all sanity from the way he was mouthing her. “I needed you toknowI wasn’t playing anymore.”
“I know, baby,” he said, voice rough, lips still on her nipple like it was a prize he wasn’t giving up anytime soon. “I knew the second you walked out in my jersey. I knew the second you looked at me the way you did.”
His mouth found her nipple again, biting and soothing, circling with his tongue as she whimpered through it. She laced her fingers through his soaked hair because she couldn’t decide whether to pull him closer or hold on for dear life, so she decided onboth.
“I hurt you,” she panted. “I messed this up. Freaked out and ran. Made you chase me, and then made you feel like you couldn’t.”
He stood, abandoning her aching peak to glare down at her with raw need. “You don’t get to apologize while doing this to me,” he said hoarsely, eyes dark with need.
“Too bad,” she growled the words, staring rightback at him. “I’mmultitasking.”Apologizing and wrecking him at the same time felt very on brand.
His laugh was rough as his grip tightened on her hips, and she took that as her cue. She gave a little jump, legs lifting to clamp around his waist. Nate groaned like a man already on the edge and pressed her into the door with a slow, determined grind. It hit her exactly where she wanted him, dragging a feral moan out of her that made his eyes roll back.
“Christ, Holly…”
“I was scared,” she blurted, words tumbling out before he could roll his hips into her again and break her resolve. “Andstubborn,and convinced I had to do everything alone… and you just kept showing up anyway.”
He stilled for half a second at that, breath shuddering. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good,” she whispered, keeping her heart open in a way that absolutely terrified her. “Because I’m staying.”
Nate was breathing like he’d just run a marathon, chest heaving before her words made him growl, a low warning in the back of his throat. “You can’t say things like that while I’m trying not to lose my mind,” he murmured against her throat.
“Iwantyou to lose your mind,” she threw back, one hand gripping the back of his neck as the other dipped to work open his pants like a woman possessed. “I want you to stop being careful with me.”
His voice was a gruff warning as he met her gaze.“Holly.”
“I don’tneedcareful.” She dragged his mouth back to hers. “I needyou.”
It was a confession, a demand and a prayer all at once, and she watched as it snapped the last of his restraint clean in half. He pushed her into the door again, driving into her with his shoulders to pin her and leave space for his hand to meet hers by his fly. Their fingers worked together until his pants were shoved down his hips, the waistband of his boxers pulled down so the thick, heavy length of him sprung free.
“Fuck, Nate. You’reunreal,”she sighed, taking in the sight of him like she’d almost forgotten just how devastating his cock was. She wrapped her hand around his base with enough pressure to be authoritative, and his head tipped back with a groan as she gave him one long, slow pump.
He groaned and kissed her again, rougher this time, hands gripping her hips hard enough to pull a breath out of her. This time when he angled his hips into her, he acted like he needed to feel her everywhere at once to make up for every night he hadn’t been allowed to.
The hand she had on him reached between her legs to fist around the gusset of her shorts and panties and pull both to the side, the sensation of skin on skin making her messy and desperate andreverentin the way only someone who almost lost something knew how to be.
“Fuck,”Nate grunted, taking his cock in his hand to line himself up. She felt the pressure of his head nestle into her, felt the way he stroked himself while he waited, like he couldn’t believe this was about to happen but he was super grateful for it anyway. His arctic gaze flicked up to hers.
“You sure?”
Holly could hardly breathe. She absolutely had no fucking words. She could feel how wide her eyes were as she staredback at him, pulling breath after breath into herself like she wasn’t sure her breathing would settle ever again. And then she dug deep.
“Please Nate,” she begged. “Don’t make me wait.”
He exhaled, hard, like those words were suddenly tattooed on his heart. He buried himself in her with one fluid, desperate thrust, both of them moaning in tandem as he sank himself into her heat like it was the only place he’d ever meant to be. Exactly where he belonged.
“You’re so goddamn tight,” he gasped, staying still for a second like he wanted to memorize the sensation. “Still sofucking perfectfor me…”
“God, I missed the way you fill me,” she marveled, voice caught between disbelief and adoration. Her body arched into him on instinct, thighs squeezing around his waist, slick heat drawing him deeper. Her head tipped back against the door, eyes fluttering closed as he started to move inside her. Slow, thick, intentionally devastating. “You’re like a rock.”
