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I smile against her.“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”I give into her demands, lapping at her with my tongue, firm and insistent, while I circle the fingers of my free hand around her entrance, teasing.
She gasps. “Nathan, yes. Like that.”
Without warning, I push two fingers inside her slick entrance, grinning when she cries out in response. I flick my tongue over her clit again and again while I continue to thrust my fingers deep inside her, drawing out moans and gasps that spur me on. This is what we could’ve had, what we could’ve been.
She’s so close. I can feel her thighs beginning to tremble against my ears. Her babbling has become incoherent. Her eyes are squeezed closed.
I pull my mouth away and her head snaps up to look at me like I’ve betrayed her. I keep up the pace of my fingers thrusting into her as I say, “Let me watch. Look at me when you come.”
She does. Her eyes remain locked on me as I lower my lips back to her clit. I draw my fingers out of her, and then push in again, slowing the rhythm, keeping her dangling on the edge as she rocks her hips up to meet each thrust.
She digs her teeth into her plush bottom lip. I feel her body tense up as her skin flushes and reddens. It’s a sight I’ll never forget.
The pressure of my jeans against my cock is too much to bear now. As I lick hard along Izzy’s clit I reach down to unzip, my cock springing free. Relief floods through me, even as I speed up my fingers and tongue. I’ll go insane if I’m not inside her soon, and I want her to have at least one orgasm before that happens.
“Come for me, Izzy,” I say before sucking her clit between my lips.
The moment it happens, her body surges up to meet my pounding fingers and swirling tongue. She shudders, muscles clenching, cunt spasming hard around my fingers, letting out deep, guttural sounds, as warmth floods down my hand.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she babbles as I slip my fingers out of her. She sags against the bed, sighing in contentment.
Before she truly has time to recover, I crawl up and line myself up with her slick entrance. I push inside her in one long thrust, unable to stop my own moan. I can already tell I won’t last, not after that performance. I’m so close to bursting right on the spot, that I have to force myself still for a second. I take a calming breath, just basking in the feeling of her, of being inside her.
Izzy’s eyes shoot open, her lips parting in a silent gasp. Her fingers scratch my scalp as she clutches my hair and yanks my lips down to hers.She rolls her hips, silently begging me to move within her.
Fuck, there’s nothing better than this.
She spreads her legs and brings them up and around me, locking her ankles at the small of my back, using her heels to urge me forward.
I finally feel in control enough to start moving. At my first thrust, my eyes roll back. I rip my lips away, needing to tell her how perfect she is, how much I wanted her all this time.
“Fuck, Izzy, you feel so good.”
“Yes. So good,” she agrees as I continue to fuck her hard, deep, and slow.
I almost cry in relief when I feel her muscles begin to shudder around my cock. I’m so desperate for relief now, that I can barely control the speed of my thrusts. My cock is throbbing, but I can’t let go until she does.
Izzy groans and I’m thrusting wildly, quickly losing control. One of my hands snakes between us, reaching down to find her clit, stroking her to help her along.
“Yes, Nathan. Don’t stop.”
I slam in and out of her, the sounds of our skin filling the room. I feel the moment she falls over the edge. She tightens around me. I give a few more erratic thrusts as my own orgasm roars through me, pouring everything into her, all my confusion and hurt, and love and desire.
But I don’t tell her any of that. And she doesn’t tell me.
CHAPTER 13
Isabella
Silence falls over us. Nathan rolls off me and we lie on our backs in the silence. I can’t quite believe what just happened… just like I couldn’t believe it on prom night. Clearly, we can’t be trusted to be alone together without ripping each other’s clothes off. I’d chalked that up to teenage hormones all these years, but nothing’s changed. That scares me.
It would make sense if it had been hormones, prom night, a crush… but that uncontrollable thing between us… it’s still here, and I don’t know what that means.
I’m very aware that I have to choose my next words carefully. I rushed off on prom night, claiming curfew as my excuse… and I obviously hurt him, even though I was just trying to play it cool. If I bring it up now and claim I need to get Rory, he’ll feel brushed off again…
I don’t want that, but it’s not as if we’re going to proclaim our love and fall asleep in each other’s arms. I mean, what does he think is going to happen?
While I’m agonizing, Nathan takes the decision away from me. He rises and sits on the edge of the bed. The muscles of his back roll and move beneath his tanned skin as he stretches. Those muscles are a new addition to his already impressive physique, and I have to say I’m a fan.
