I closed my eyes, savoring the way her words cloaked me in relief and happiness. Then her lips were on mine again, kissing me like she planned to kiss me forever, which I hope to hell would be the case.
When we broke apart again. I rested my forehead against hers. "Just so we’re clear here, this isn't some sort of friends with benefits, or a trial let's see where this goes. I want to be with you Natalie. I want to tell the world that you are mine or maybe I'm yours, and I know that’s selfish considering what being with me has done to your career —"
Her lips were kissing me again and I sank into it thinking that it was a good sign. I broke away from the kiss with reluctance, but determination to get everything that needed to be set out. "I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I'm to make everything right for you again. I promise."
She rubbed her nose with mine, a gesture that I never would've thought could fill me with such sweetness. "Don't you know, Hunter? You already made everything right just by being here and telling me you love me."
I slid my hands up her back. "I do love you Natalie. I've been wrong before about being in love. That wasn't love. And as humiliating and crushing that whole experience was, I can't help but be grateful for it now because if things had gone as planned back then, I wouldn't be with you here now. And there's nowhere I'd rather be than right here with you."
Her cheeks blushed and she had this most beautiful, sweet smile on her face. "When did you get to be such a romantic, Hunter?"
I shrugged. "It's all your fault."
That sweet smile widened and then her lips were on mine again. Thinking that we'd said all that needed to be said at this time, I repositioned us pulling her underneath me on the couch.
"I'm going to make love to you now." I trailed kisses along her jaw and nibbled lightly on her ear.
"I certainly hope so."
I always felt a little crazed and desperate when I had sex with Natalie. Maybe it was
because my hormones were raging out of control. Or maybe it was because each time, I wasn’t sure if it would be the last time.
Right now, I still felt crazed, but a part of that was in wanting to be as close to her as possible. My goal though was to take my time because I was sure this wasn’t the last time, and I wanted her to know through my touch, how I felt.
The part we hurried through was in getting naked. Once my hands were on her soft, smooth skin, I pulled back on the throttle and took my time. I worshiped her body with my lips and fingers. Her sighs and moans were like music as I made sure no inch of her body was untouched.
“I want you,” she said on a gasp as she reached for me.
“I’m right here.” I slid up her body, stopping to suck her nipples just the way she liked.
She bowed off the couch, and her fingers found my dick and stroked him.
I growled, and fought to retrain my urges.
“I need you inside me, Hunter. Please.”
Whatever my lady wanted, she’d have. I lifted her leg over the back of the couch as I settled my hips between her thighs. I rubbed my tip along her wet pussy lips, eager to feel her around me.
“Oh fuck.” I started to back away.
“What’s wrong.”
I gave her a sheepish smile. “I need a condom.” I started to reach for my jeans.
“I’m on the pill.”
My gaze whipped to hers. All this time we’d been fucking around, and she’d never said. Then again, why would she? She thought she was just a plaything. One of many playthings.
“I’m clean. And there’s only been you, Natalie,” I said.
She reached for me. “Then you should make love to me.”
I don’t know how I didn’t come right then and there. I’d never been with a woman without a condom. Not even with my ex.
I moved back into position, and I lay over her, holding her lovely face in my hands. “I don’t deserve you.”
Her hands caressed my back. “Yes, you do. I thought we were opposites, but we’re more like yin and yang. A perfect fit.”