Page 124 of Rise & Fall


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One of his hands slides the straps of my tank top and my bra down each shoulder, allowing them to hang lazily off my arms. His other hand grips me tightly at my waist, holding me securely against his body and he continues his perusal of my neck.

“I’ll always catch you when you fall.” My head is spinning as his words ring in my ears and travel in a fleeting glimpse of lechery before it manifests into an intense kismet.

He pulls the straps down of my tank top even further, helping me slip my arms through them so that they sit under my arms and at my waist, also revealing a sliver of my stomach. He trails his comforting kisses down my collarbone and over the tops of my breasts. My black bra is still covering up most of my chest, but the goosebumps don’t relent as they follow the path of his dangerously soft lips.

He uses both hands to rip the tank top from my flesh, the fabric tearing in half. I gasp greedily, loving the way his emotions are controlling his movements. He’s passionate and rapacious.

I’m now only in my under garments, and yet I’ve never felt more covered in my life. Covered with his want, his desire, the safety he provides me. But I’m also bare for him to see, never hiding myself from my wants and desires.

He sits up briefly to take his pants off, and my breath hitches at the sight of his hardened cock nestled in his briefs.

Every hard line of his body was made for my eyes to wander over. My heart races when he leans back down over me, his body heat melting with my own and his mouth comes closer to mine.

“It was never going to be easy wanting you, baby girl.” He looks me in my eyes, bringing his tone down to a rough, needy, but whispered level. “Not when both of our hearts were guarded and we decided that we didn’t want to risk subjecting ourselves to the kind of pain that shattered our ideas of love. Wanting you meant owning up to the fact that I wasn’t happy before. But if I know anything about this life or the next, it’s that it was always going to be easy loving you.”

Nolan’s mouth crashes with mine. My hands fly to the back of his neck, grasping at his hair while his hands are roaming all over my body like he doesn’t know where to land. His touches are nefarious almost, dragging the air from my lungs as I force myself to inhale. Passion thrums in my heart, our tongues dancing a messy dance of need and want.

I wrap my legs around him, not wanting to let go of this moment. If I do, I’ll fall deeper and I’m not sure I can handle that right now.

Nolan slides down my body, my mouth welling at the loss as he kisses down my body.

First, he removes my breast from the cup of bra and licks at my hardened nipple. God, the feeling is fucking phenomenal as he sucks and licks, teasing me as his hands force my hips up toward his core. His erection digs into my pussy, and I can feel my arousal bleed through the satin of my panties.

Then he moves down under my breasts to my ribcage. His teeth scrape against my skin first before he replaces the playful bites with greedy, open mouth kisses.

He tells me to arch my back so that he can remove my bra, and in one swift motion, it’s being torn off my body gently and thrown behind us into the sunlight of the early afternoon, which filters in through his partially opened blinds.

He moves down my body a little more, pressing kisses over my belly and something foreign swells in my heart. He’s being slow and careful—his eyes filled with adoration—as he presses his lips against my stomach. The thought of him pressing a kiss to our baby’s forehead this way sends tears welling in my eyes, but before I have time to wipe them away, Nolan moves further down my body and peels my panties off my bottom.

He removes his underwear as well before bringing us up higher on the bed.

“What are you thinking?” I decide to ask him, seeing him battle something in his head as he climbs back on top of my body.

“I was thinking how fucking unreal you are. How lucky I am to have you.” His smile brings out his dimples, his eyes manage to heat me up even more than I already am.

“One thing?” I decide to ask, trying to reel in the beating of my heart while he moves his way closer, patching every hole and sealing every crack.

I squirm underneath him, feeling my thighs slick with my arousal as he brings his dick closer to my core. I hold his face in my hands, his fists are holding himself up on either side of my head. I smile at him before reaching up to kiss him, but he stops me before I get a chance.

“I was thinking, I love you too,” he whispers into my mouth and every single emotion I can possibly feel explodes into oblivion as he pulls my lips into his and pushes his cock inside of me simultaneously.

I moan on contact, my head digging deep into the pillow beneath me as he watches me take his slow thrusts.

It’s meaningful the way he makes love to me. It’s his silent swear that nothing will tear us apart. It’s his truth. Hisone thing.

He loves me. And I love him.

A reminder that I shouldn’t be afraid to fall.

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Nolan

“So,thebigbossis in love.” Mitch nudges me in the arm as we unload some plywood from the truck. Some of my other coworkers coo at me and I just wave them off as I walk back to the truck to unload more supplies.

It’s hard to believe I can smile at those words. Love always felt more like a chore than something of pleasure. But after spending the last few weeks with the girl of my dreams, I’ve learned that love is fun, it’s exciting, and it’s hopeful.

Work has been a steady distraction these past few weeks. Dakota and I went to her doctor appointment last week and they confirmed that by some crazy miracle, she is pregnant.

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