ChapterEleven
NADIA
He’s here. For a second, I was sure I’d dreamed him up, but he really is here. “How did you get in?” I can’t stop myself from reaching up and touching his face. He has a bit of scruff along his jaw, and it makes him even sexier than usual.
For so long, I thought something was wrong with me. I never had any attraction to other boys at school. I tried with Kyle, but not once did he or the experience spark anything. With Walsh, my attraction and need for him was there the second we met, and it was consuming.
“You need to lock your window.” A laugh bubbles up inside of me thinking about him sneaking into my bedroom. A grown man. I can’t believe he went to that length to come see me.
“You climbed through my window?”
“What else was I supposed to do? I haven’t been able to reach you all day. I don’t like that shit,” he grumbles before turning me around and tugging the towel from my body. I let out a small squeak. “I’m starting to think I shouldn’t let you out of my sight.” He brushes his fingers down my side.
“Really?” I glance over my shoulder at him, and hope blooms in my chest that this could be something more.
“Yeah really.” My breath hitches when he leans down and presses a trail of kisses along my back. He’s always worried about my well-being, and it warms every part of me, especially my heart.
“I’ve missed you,” I admit, turning around to face him.
“Little flower.” His words sound almost painful. “You’re pure temptation. You know that?”
How could I possibly know? When he looks at me, I feel sexy, and with the way his eyes are growing darker and the hungry expression he has, it must be true.
I close my eyes when he leans down to kiss me, and it’s soft at first. He grips my hips and pulls my naked body into his as the kiss turns deeper. I grip the front of his shirt because I never want to let go of him. When he’s close, I forget about everything else, and all the doubts and worries I have fade away.
When he breaks the kiss, he drops his forehead to mine, and his breathing is heavy. I run my fingers down his chest, wishing he was naked with me.
“I missed you too,” he finally says, making me smile.
“You missed me?” I peek up at him through my eyelashes, and he nods.
I’m so out of my depth when it comes to these things, but it’s worse knowing he has a world of experience on me. It’s hard to believe that this man is missing me. Especially after what Kyle said. His words about me not being his father’s type really hurt.
“Nadia, if you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been able to stay away from you since I found you.”
“Found me?” I suppose he did. He found me and turned me into some wanton sex goddess.
“Finders keepers.” He gives me a half smile. “Now tell me what the hell happened.” He snags me around the wrist and pulls me toward the bed.
“Nothing. I just tripped backward over a step.”
“Tripped backward?” He pulls me down into his lap, and I feel his hard cock press into my ass.
“I was talking to someone, and when I took a step back, I forgot the stairs were behind me.” I shrug, trying to brush the subject off.
I’m not so sure I should tell him about Kyle. If he knows he’s on to us would he call this all off? Maybe that would be a good thing. I’m going to get my heart shattered, and who knows what other fallout there might be.
“Were you talking to a boy?” Walsh’s hold on me turns possessive. “I told you to stay away from the boys at school.”
“Why?” I ask. Is he really jealous?
“Are you fucking kidding me?” His intensity fills up the space around me, and my body instantly responds to it.
“I don’t know. Are you staying away from other women?” He shifts and then pins me to the soft mattress beneath him.
“You have doubts about this? I came in your pussy this morning. I think we both know what that means.” My face heats because I had thought about that.
“I thought maybe you’re like snipped or something.” He reaches down between us and yanks at his pants. A second later, the head of his cock is pressing into my opening again.