Page 59 of My Heart Belongs to You

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“No, you’re texting. Let me guess, Lex? Or is it the security lady? Securing your plans after you leave?”

I reached for my glass then put it down. Another sip of whisky would only add more fuel to the fire.

“And if it is Lex?”

I shrugged. “No comment. How was her housewarming party?”

“Wouldn’t know. I was in Portland.”

“I’m sure you’ll make it up to her,” I shot back. Glancing his way was the wrong move. The look in his eyes made my stomach drop.

Nadir ran his hand over his face then leaned forward. “Nice flowers. When did he drop them off?”

“He had them delivered,” I retorted. My heart thumped in my chest. He was not about to check me for accepting flowers from Joseph. “Not that it should matter, the sentiment remains.”

“I would’ve brought them.”

“Well, you didn’t,” I said with a smile.

This wasn’t about flowers.

Nadir chuckled. “You're funny.”

I turned back to the movie. For a moment, Nadir did too. The feeling of his hand on my shoulder made my spine stiffen. He kneaded my shoulder before gripping the curve of my neck. My body melted against the couch. I held back a moan when he resumed his massage.

“I don’t want to fight with you, Goldie.”

“I know,” I mumbled.

My head fell to the side, accepting his firm grip and gentle caress. His hand moved over my shoulder and up my neck, gripping it firmly. I swallowed, loving his possessive hold. My pussy thumped and heat shot through me.

“I’m sorry for not paying attention. You forgive me?” I nodded and he continued. “You have on those little fuzzy shorts with your ass out and you think I really give a fuck about some flowers?”

I licked my lips and sighed. “No.”

“Exactly. We good?”

“So good.”

He hummed throatily, making my stomach knot. “Give me a kiss.”

Turning around, I settled between his legs for a kiss. He held my neck while driving his tongue into my mouth. I sank into him, losing myself in the teeming hunger between us. My body hummed for his touch. No one made my heart race like this. My clit pulsed every time he took my bottom lip into his mouth. This was the passion I craved.

My hands slid up his thighs to his crotch. He stopped kissing me and met my gaze. I unzipped his pants, freeing his dick. I stroked it, mesmerized by its weight in my hand. I kissed the tip before taking as much as I could into my mouth. My stomach clenched and my mouth watered.

“You can take more,” he husked.

I opened my mouth wider and flattened my tongue, taking more of him in. He groaned and held the back of my head. “There you go, princesa.”

He pulled me back by the neck then pumped into my mouth.

“Look at you, taking all this dick. I’m so proud of you,” he crooned.

My nipples tingled and my heart fluttered. I loved experiencing my best friend in this way. He looked at me like I was unrecognizable, but there was a glint of adoration in his eyes. The way our bodies reacted to each other was intriguing. It made me wonder why I hadn't experienced this connection before. Chemistry didn’t always translate into the bedroom for me. But with Nadir, it was natural. Our bodies just knew what to do. There were no awkward pauses. I knew when to lead and he had no issue sitting back and enjoying me. He knew when to take over and what to say to set my body on fire. That went outside the bedroom as well.

I bobbed my head slowly, watching as his eyes rolled back and his nostrils flared. He released my neck and sat back. Through heavy lids, Nadir watched me with a smirk. His dick hit the back of my throat unexpectedly and I gagged. Saliva filled my mouth, slickening his dick. Nadir groaned and bit his lip. Seeing how easily I made him unravel was a delicious sight. I did it a few more times just to see his reaction.

When I stood, he took the liberty of removing my shorts and top. He slid his pants to his ankles and accepted me onto his lap. I rocked my hips, making room for all his girth. Our eyes met and our bodies moved languidly. Nadir’s stare was intense, adding to the tension coiling in my stomach. His hands slid down my back to my ass, where he cupped my cheeks.