I pull him back to me by the nape of his neck. “Expect the unexpected.”
And then he’s kissing me again, right against the wall of the room. He doesn’t have to keep me pinned in place anymore. His body is doing the work for him.
I’m already a mess, and I tug his shirt off without a second thought. I can feel the skin of his chest as I kiss him, and his handsroam my lower back. Gooseflesh erupts from every inch he touches.
“Wait,” he says as he pulls away. I already want him back. “Are you sure about this?”
“Why wouldn’t I be sure?”
“We’re friends. What if this ruins things?”
I shake my head. “Nothing can ruin us. Absolutely nothing.”
And I mean it. This is the next step, the one both of us have waited too long for.
Nate takes a moment to think about what I’ve said and I wait on the balls of my feet, silently begging him to say yes.
“And what if it does?” he asks.
“It won’t.”
I refuse to lose him. If he asks me to step back now, I will. No matter how much I want this.
“Okay.”
I blink. “Okay? What does that mean?”
“We’re doing this. Whatever ... this is.”
“Really?” I can’t help the excited smile that crosses my face.
“You know I’ll never say no to you. This is no different.” He steps closer, ending up right in front of me.
“This is a lot more than me asking for help. You have to want this.”
“I do. I have for way too fucking long.”
My eyes widen, and I want to ask how long. When did he know? And why didn’t he say anything? But his lips cover mine again and I forget all of my thoughts.
Nate kisses me like his life depends on it. His body curls around mine, his hands cupping each of my cheeks, and I want to melt into him.
I didn’t know it could feel like this, and now that I’m with Nate, I feel like an idiot for ever thinking Rob’s empty promises meant anything.Thisis what matters.
I’m so engrossed in the kiss that I don’t notice Nate is slowlymoving me toward the bed. Tumbling back takes me by surprise, and I let out a squeak before he’s on top of me, right where he’s meant to be.
We’re a mess of limbs. I want to feel every inch of him, and the feeling is obviously mutual. He moves from my face to my neck, down to my sides. They’re gentle, barely there movements, but they light me on fire.
I don’t know how much time passes with our lips locked together. All I know is that I never want this feeling to end.
But I also want more.
Finally, Nate takes my shirt off and then goes to the strings of my bikini top. With a firm tug, it comes loose, and he pulls away just in time to see it fall.
“Fuck,” he mutters, a shaky breath escaping his lips. “These are incredible. I never thought ...” He trails off, and I’m about to tell him to finish his sentence when his mouth covers my nipples, and I’m unable to think again.
I can’t believe I’m here. I can’t believe this isreal. But as his tongue lavishes me, I know it is. It feels too good to be a dream.
I’m already growing wet, wetter than I ever got with Rob. From what I felt this morning, this is going to be a different experience, and my hand drifts south to make sure I’m as ready as I can be.
