"I do." His eyelids flutter open briefly to soak in the sight of my naked body. "Fuck me harder."
I don't need the coaxing. I push my body forward and grab the couch too. I slide my hips back and forth along him, gliding his cock into me. "I can't believe it feels this good."
"Believe it." His hands jump from the couch to my thighs. "You're so wet. Christ, so wet."
"You know I came here just to fuck." The words are raw and unapologetic. They're true. After listening to him tell me on the phone how he was going to fuck me if he ever got the chance, I got in a taxi and knocked on the door of his apartment. Now, twenty minutes later, I was on the brink of my third orgasm.
"I don't give a shit why you came here." He smiles through clenched teeth.
I groan as he pushes my body back so he can run the pad of his thumb over my clit. "It's only this one time."
"It's not." He pushes his hips up from the couch in a lazy circle. "I'm so fucking deep right now."
"So deep," I repeat back. "I can't fuck you again."
"Shut up, Jessica." His hand bolts to my head and he pulls my lips into his. "Shut up and fuck me."
I raise my hips at the sound of the challenge. I push back down, hard and fast and he moans so loudly, it reverberates through me. I push back and then forth again clenching my sex around him.
"Christ, this is my heaven." He throws his head back onto the couch again, his eyelids closing.
I lean back, resting my hands on his powerful thighs as I glide my body back over his. I pull myself up and then drive myself back down over and over again.
"I'm going to come." His breath is barely more than a whisper. "I'm going to fucking come so hard."
I still as he pulls tightly on my hips, pushing his body deeper into mine. A deep, guttural groan flows out of him as he clings tightly to me.
"Please, Nathan." I grasp onto his shoulders. "It was one time."
"Like hell." He pulls me quickly from him, pulling the condom off with deft ease. "You're going to come until you see that you can't live without this."
I pull away. "I came. Twice, please."
He picks my body up so effortlessly, twisting it around so I'm kneeling on the couch. I feel him slide to the floor on his knees behind me. "I'm going to eat you until you come over and over again."
"Nathan." Why am I pretending to resist him? I'm the one who came here for this? I'm the one who couldn’t stop thinking about that night at the club.
"I love this body. I love you." He plunges his tongue into me just as the last word leaves his lips. He didn't say that. No. He couldn't have said that.
Chapter 15
"You're sure he said it?"
"I heard it. I'm sure." I toss some mixed greens into a bowl. ""He said he loves me."
She points towards a package of cherry tomatoes. "Use them all. I love those little things."
"See that's my point." I wave the large knife in the air.
She ducks in mock fear. "Hey, watch it. That point might kill me."
"Sorry." I laugh. "See how you love the little tomatoes." I toss a bunch in a bowl and rinse them under cool water. "He loves me like that."
"He loves you like a tomato?" Her face twists into confusion. "That's strange, even for Fingers."
"No," I snicker. "He just said it in the moment. It wasn't based in reality. I mean you're not in love with the tomatoes."
"Why are you trying to convince yourself that he doesn't love you?"