The world spins in a blur as he whips me up to drop me on the bed, hovering above me, still fully dressed. His t-shirt goes first. I almost rip it off his back between fierce kisses.
I’m stupid with the need to feel him. Blazing with desire. The world doesn’t exist while I reach to yank his tracksuit bottoms off. He doesn’t let me, pinning my hands far above my head.
“No, no, no,” I mutter, wrestling against his hold. “Please, I want—”
“I know what you want. You’ll get it, I promise, but it’ll be on my terms.”
He dips his head, kissing me slowly. The sudden change in tempo throws me off course. I want to thread my fingers through his hair so badly that I bite his lip, using it as a distraction to free one hand. Before he stops me, I tug his neck, pulling him closer, craving the heat of his body.
“Impatient little thing,” he tuts, letting go of my other wrist and getting up to grab his wallet.
A blue foil packet lands on the nightstand and Nash strips out of his clothes. My eyes immediately head south. I knew he was big when I got myself off on him last night, but I didn’t realizehowbig.
“That’s... definitely not ateenie weenie,” I mutter, a little scared now I’ve had a proper look.
Nash climbs back over me, tilting my head up and away from his hypnotic cock to focus on his brown irises instead.
“What’s wrong, pretty girl?” He smirks, palming that monster. “Scared it won’t fit?”
“No, just wondering if I’ll be able to walk tomorrow.”
“You won’t.” He reaches for the condom but this time it’s me catching his wrist.
“Can we...? I had a battery of tests done at the hospital, so I’m fine. I’m not on birth control, but... I want to feel you without it first. Just for a minute. Is that okay?”
He narrows his eyes like he’s considering something. “Yeah, we’re good, pretty girl.”
He grips my thighs, settling them over his, and takes my mouth in a kiss as he gets in position, coating the head of his cock in the slickness between my legs. I’m dripping, my body running a fever from nothing more than a few kisses.
“What the fuck have you done do me?” he whispers, a gentle shudder shaking his whole frame.
He’s as affected by me as I am by him.
My stomach cramps in anticipation, every part of me ready and impatient. I weave my fingers through his hair, tugging him down, desperate to feel him everywhere.
“Stop teasing,” I plead, my breaths coming out faster. “Please, baby... I need you.”
And as if that’s a spell, Nash gives me exactly what I want, slamming forward, balls-deep in one desperate thrust.
32
Carter
Bad fucking drug.
She drives me insane, this girl. Absolutely mad.
All attempts at rational thinking go down the drain whenever Hailey’s close. My every priority when I arrived at Lakeside: the task, revenge, the evidence, and any kind of peaceful future gave their spot to her.
She’s my focus point.
My reason.
My fucking downfall.
From a girl I despised to a girl who holds not just my heart but me as a whole in the palm of her hand.
It’s been a slow and steady flame under a pot of water. It was hot when she kissed me, starting to steam when I slipped inside her, but it truly boiled when she asked whether I was hers while tracing the lines of her blood marking my chest, eyes full of awe.
