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“Here.” I write down the code to get into my house on a napkin and hand it to him. This one he tucks into the front pocket of his jeans.
“I’ll see you in a few hours, then.” Nolan’s satisfied grin sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, three hours feels too long to wait.
Something tickles my forehead, making me scrunch my face. My eyes flicker open, and I inhale a deep breath when I see Nolan smiling down at me.
“You’re here.” I stretch and take a moment to orient myself. My lamp is still on, and my book is lying on my chest.
“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
“I tried to stay awake, but I guess I failed.” I laugh.
“That’s okay. Thank you for trying. Do you mind if I take a quick shower? I wanted to get over here as quickly as possible, so I just stopped at my place to pack a bag.”
“Go for it. Enjoy the pink.”
He frowns at me as he walks into the bathroom, and I just smirk.
Then I hear, “Ah. I get it now.”
I go back to reading while Nolan showers. And then it hits me. I am lying in bed when the man I’ve been fantasizing about for weeks is naked in my shower. I rip off my blankets and dash into the bathroom. I make quick work of my clothes and decide I should probably ask before I assume he’s okay with me being in here.
“Would you be interested in some company?” I ask, pulling the curtain back to get a look at all that wet muscle.
“If I ever say no to you, please punch me in the face and then leave.”
An inelegant snort shoots out of me. “I don’t think I’m capable of punching anyone.” I step into the shower, and Nolan wraps his arms around me. His slick skin sliding against mine sends goose bumps down my body.
“You feel so fucking good in my arms,” Nolan murmurs into my neck. His lips coast up to my ear and then slide down my jaw. He nips my chin with his teeth before sweeping me up in a kiss filled with every ounce of longing I’ve had since I showed up at O’Malley’s.
Nolan presses me back against the cool tile of the shower. He reaches down to palm my ass, lifting one of my legs to open me up to his wandering fingers. They slide through my slit with teasing strokes. I bite my lip to hold in my moan of desire. I can’t stop my hips from rolling against his hand, needing more than what he’s giving me.
“Please, Nolan.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Everything. I want everything.”
A pleased rumble vibrates his chest. “That’s my good girl.”
I gasp at his words and the fullness of his fingers pressing deep into my pussy. His lips explore every inch of my neck and shoulder as he sends me higher and higher. My body is a live wire just waiting for that one touch to spark.
But he doesn’t give it to me. He pulls away despite my protest. I want to curse at him when he chuckles at my desperation.
“I want you in your bed. I want to fuck you into the mattress so hard you’ll never be able to sleep there without thinking of me.”
I whimper at his words. “Yes. Please, yes.”
“I fucking love it when you get polite.” Nolan shuts off the water and grabs a towel to dry me off before I can bristle at his words. I’m not sure what it is about Nolan, but he makes me feel safe enough to let go of the control I desperately cling to. When I’m with him, I can lay down the burdens I carry, knowing he won’t let me drown when I have to pick them back up again.
Nolan lifts me and carries me back to my bedroom. He kneels on my bed, slowly lowering me until he’s hovering over my body with an intensity in his eyes that makes me shiver. I’ll never be able to reconcile the funny man Nolan is outside of the bedroom with the one who is looking at me as if he’s about to devour me until I can’t remember my name.
He grabs my hands and presses them above my head. Goose bumps rise on my skin as he drags his palms down my arms. Then he’s moving down my body, tracing every inch of my skin with his lips and tongue. He circles my breast, skipping over my nipple every time he makes his rounds. I’ve never felt the absence of a touch like this. It’s as if every one of my nerve endings is screaming at him to do something.
The second he takes my nipple into his mouth, I cry out. It’s even more sensitive after going without his touch for so long. It feels like my clit is directly connected to every ministration he laves against my skin. He starts the process over again with the other breast, and by the time he sucks that one into his mouth, I’m mindless with need.
My pussy is dripping to the point I can guarantee there’s a wet spot on my comforter. I couldn’t give two shits either. Nothing matters right now except getting Nolan to fuck me.
“Please, Nolan. I need your cock.”
