Page 58 of Secrets Hidden In The Glass

She looked down at his shirt hanging halfway down her thighs.

“Come back to bed.”

She stroked her fingers along his cheek as she shook her head. “This is your chance to get some rest, and I’m not sure I’ll be able to sleep.”

“Who says we have to sleep?”

She watched the hunger come alive in his eyes. “You want to have sex?”

“Sex generally works for me at any point during a twenty-four-hour period.”

She grinned, her heart already beating faster as she anticipated the way Nate would touch her and make her feel. “All right.”

He raised his brow. “Yeah?”

Chuckling, she nodded. “Sure.”

“Let’s get this party started.” He picked her up and hurried to the bedroom.

Within seconds she was on her feet again, facing him with her back to the bed. “I, uh, I liked being with you,” she said, reminding herself that she wasn’t going to be shy with him.

He wiggled his eyebrows. “Oh, really?”

Nodding, she let her gaze travel over his broad shoulders, powerful chest and arms, down to his six-pack showcased in a narrow, muscular waist. She glanced at the bulge in his pants and the button he hadn’t bothered fastening.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

“Um, I’m thinking about how sexy you are.”

He grinned.

She smiled back. “I’m also thinking about how we aren’t going to get very far when you still have your jeans on.”

“True.” He lifted his shirt over her head, tossed it away, and slid his palms down the sides of her waist, resting them on her hips. “Maybe you should take them off.”

“All right.” She touched the waist of his pants and dropped her gaze as she started tugging on his zipper.

“Hey,” he said quietly, stopping her with his hand on hers.

She looked at him.

“What we do here. This is ours.” He kissed her, letting his lips linger on hers. “I want you to take what you want. Do what you want.” Holding her gaze, he slipped his fingers inside her, making her gasp with the quick flash of heat. “Because I’m going to.”

She moaned and sent his pants to the floor as he continued to play her.

“Take what you want,” he repeated, sucking in a sharp breath as she wrapped her hand around his hot, firm skin and worked him the way she knew he liked. He groaned. “Callie.”

She stepped closer, whimpering, struggling to concentrate on kissing his chest as his rhythm buckled her knees and she teetered on the edge. “Nate. Oh, God, Nate, I’m so close.”

He muttered a curse as he brought his mouth back to hers, kissing her wildly as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, clinging and building impossibly higher.

She gasped as tingles coursed through her center and she started throbbing, falling over the edge. She called out to him while he coaxed her on. Bucking, she rode the torrents of pleasure, eventually sagging against him, completely spent.

“I have to be with you,” he said on a ragged pant, walking them backward to the nightstand and pulling a condom from the box. “Every time you call my name like that…” Tearing the package, he rolled the rubber on and kissed her neck, sliding her hair to the side as he worked his way around her body, standing at her back. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs and index fingers, instantly heating her up again as he nibbled the lobe of her ear. “I want you this way, Callie.”

“Yes,” she said, ready for whatever journey Nate was willing to take her on.

He moved forward, laying her on her stomach on the mattress, and penetrated her from behind.