Nathan was still frowning as he climbed into the vehicle beside me.
"Are you expecting a jealous ex-boyfriend to suddenly show up and slash your tires?" I joked, trying to lighten the mood.
"Just put it this way, I wouldn't be surprised," he remarked, pulling his Range Rover onto the main road.
"Seriously, you need to relax and trust me when I say that some psycho will not be slashing your tires. So where are we going?" >"We're getting there, sweetheart," he said, dragging his lips from mine and trailing them down my collarbone until his mouth closed fully around my nipple.
"Give me a second," he said, reaching over for the box he'd left on my table earlier. I shifted against him, ready to feel him inside me as he extracted a condom from its package.
His mouth found my ear as he settled between my legs again. "Tell me what you want," he whispered huskily.
"I want you," I said, unsure how to tell him exactly what I wanted.
"Where?" he breathed, pulling my earlobe into his mouth making me buck beneath him.
"There," I said, lifting my hips for emphasis.
"Here?" he nudged, moving my legs farther apart so he could settle fully against me.
"Yes," I moaned as he slid inside me.
"God, you feel so fucking good," he said, straining as he moved slowly in me.
Unable to take the torture anymore, I raised my hips, taking him fully. My fingers raked hard against his back, pulling him against me. He lost all self-control as our bodies moved together. His lips found mine through labored breathing, and I could feel the wave building as he called out my name.
"Oh, Ashton, fuck," he called, moving faster and faster. My body felt like it would explode until we reached the climax, finishing together.
I felt completely spent with all my limbs like jelly. "Holy crap, is it always like that?" I asked as he rested heavily on top of me.
"It's never been like that," he answered, propping himself on an elbow.
"Really? You're not just trying to make me feel good?"
"Really," he answered, dropping a light kiss on my lips before rising off me and heading for my bathroom.
A few minutes later, Nathan returned and switched off the light before climbing into bed. I tucked myself under his arm, sighing with satisfaction as he stroked my hair. I flushed slightly, remembering how I had responded so completely to his touch. I had been unprepared for how consuming making love was and how everything else of importance melted away. All I could focus on now was how badly I wanted him to keep touching me.
Chapter 16: The Pledge
Nathan
"Sleep," I said, when she shifted her hips in my direction.
"Not likely," she breathed.
"You're exhausted. You'll be asleep before you know it. Just relax," I coaxed.
She shifted again and I tightened my hold on her.
"I'm not all that tired. We could if you wanted," she whispered in the dark. I might have taken her up on it if not for the stifled yawn I heard from her.
"Sweetheart, when we go again, I want you to be completely alert. Now, go to sleep," I encouraged.
I thought she was going to argue more, but she relaxed against me. "Thank you for an unforgettable night," she said.
I chuckled. "Anytime. Thank you for being you."
"Mmm-hmm," she said as sleep dragged her under.