heart beating against my chest.
I tilted my chin up, our lips a breath apart, our eyes connected and locked together in a trance-like state. I closed my eyes. Nathaniel’s breath tickled my lips as he hovered there for a moment. Then, finally, his lips brushed against mine in a gentle kiss. Though soft and loving, its electricity ran through every inch of my body like an earthquake.
He pulled away just enough to look at me again. For a moment, Nathaniel didn’t move. His eyes locked onto mine, and I found myself lost in that stormy gray gaze of his.
“Nate,” I breathed, leaning into him, craving the taste of his kiss again.
At the mere whisper of his name, his hand cradled the back of my head, and his arm tightened around my back, pulling me closer to him. The taut muscles of his biceps tensed under my fingers as his lips collided with mine in a fierce, passionate kiss.
I pressed against him to further deepen the kiss, savoring the sensation of his mouth against mine. Our tongues tangled together, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that had been building for months. It was like coming home after a long journey, finding the missing piece that completed me.
The world around us faded away as the heat of his body spread through me like wildfire, consuming every thought and leaving only a burning desire in its wake.
I moaned softly into his mouth as Nathaniel’s hand slid up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. His hard length pressed against my core, and I wanted him more than anything.
When we finally pulled away, gasping for air, Nathaniel rested his forehead against mine and looked down at me with a hunger that I’d never seen before. “I want you,” he growled, his eyes dark with desire, and the heat in his voice made me shudder.
I nodded eagerly, unable to resist the intense pull between us any longer.
Nathaniel picked me up effortlessly, carrying me to the bed and laying me down gently. He climbed on top of me, his hands roaming over my clothes as he kissed me hungrily. One hand slowly traveled down my body, stopping at my breast. He squeezed it gently, eliciting a gasp from my lips, and he smiled with amusement.
I reached down to the hem of his shirt and tugged it insistently. His eyes flashed with passion as he pulled it over his head before tossing it to the floor. I took a deep, shuddered breath as I saw his bare chest. He was sculpted, with solid muscle and an eight-pack that any woman would die for. He was a masterpiece, more perfect than I ever imagined. I ran my hands up his firm arms, across his broad shoulders, over his chest, and down to his abs. My panties grew damp with desire. I had never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Nathaniel.
As he kissed me again, his hand unbuttoned my shirt, and he helped me wriggle it off before skillfully unclasping my bra with one hand and tossing it aside. His hungry gaze moved from my face to my exposed chest so slowly that my nipples puckered into stiff peaks, and I began to blush. He pulled me closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he spoke.
“Eva, you’re more beautiful than I ever imagined,” he whispered, his hot breath raising goosebumps on my skin.
His fingers cupped my left breast and caressed my areola before rolling the pebbled nipple between his fingertips. The tip of his tongue swirled around the right nipple, sucking it into his mouth with a gentle pull on my flesh, causing me to arch my back and whimper.
My breath quickened with anticipation as Nathaniel’s hands slowly began to inch up underneath my skirt. His hand left a trail of fire as it moved slowly up my thigh, heating my skin wherever he touched it. As his hands moved to the edge of my panties, his fingertips brushed against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, and I gasped against his mouth.
His lips moved to nip the skin on my neck as he undid the zipper on my skirt. I lifted my hips, and he tossed the skirt to the floor beside the bed, along with my panties.
“So fucking beautiful,” Nathaniel appreciatively cursed as he saw my fully naked form, his hands caressing my legs before he moved his lips to my inner thigh. He kissed me, moving his mouth closer to my core and leaving a raging inferno in his wake. I groaned as he teased me, pulling away before he could taste me.
He growled in frustration and pulled me closer, kissing me deeply as he caressed my breasts again. I gasped as the fingers of his other hand brushed against my center. He gently stroked my slick folds. My hips writhed under his expert touch, and I mewed into his mouth.
“Please, Nathaniel,” I cried out, my body aching for him.
“So eager.” He smiled delightfully.
Nathaniel’s lips found mine again, his tongue pushing into my mouth as he slid his fingers inside of me, forcing my back to arch. He moved them in and out, pushing in a third finger until I was gasping for air.
His own desire strained against his pants, and I reached down, moving my hand to his hard length and stroking him firmly through the fabric. Nathaniel groaned at my touch, thrusting against my hand.
I urgently unzipped his pants and yanked them down, along with his boxers. His large, throbbing member sprang free like a coiled cobra ready to strike. I gasped at the sight of it. My mouth watered as I took a deep breath and stared in wonder at its impressive size.
My fingers trembled and my nipples hardened as I wrapped my hand around his rock-hard erection and slowly stroked the length of his massive shaft. He gave a throaty groan with pleasure at my touch, and his eyes grew darker with lust as I worked him up and down.
“God, Eva,” he moaned, his hips beginning to move with the rhythm of my hand.
My fingers tightened around his length as he grew even harder in my hand. He groaned as if he were in pain.
He slowly ran his hand over my breasts and down my stomach, building even more moisture between my legs. I stopped moving my hand and pressed my breasts against his bare chest.
“I want you, Nathaniel. All of you.” I whispered.
His steely eyes met mine, and a flicker of passion washed over his face. My heart raced excitedly as he shifted between my legs, positioning himself at my entrance. I held my breath as the tip of his manhood pushed past my lips.
As he entered me, stretching me with his girth, I cried out at the sudden intrusion, but it felt so good. I didn’t want him to stop. Once he was fully embedded inside of me, he slowly pulled out again and pushed back in more forcefully. I gripped his rigid arms tightly to brace myself as he did it again.
He paused to kiss me. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment since the first time I laid eyes on you.”
His hands groped and fondled my breasts, and I moaned with ecstasy. He began to quicken his pace, and I pushed my hips toward him to have more of him. Soon, our movements were feverish and desperate as we both strived for more pleasure.
We moved together as one as if our bodies had been made to fit together, and we were consumed by the passion that burned between us. I wanted this moment to last forever—the feeling of his hard body against mine, the sound of his heavy breathing in my ear, and the sight of him gazing into my eyes as he moved inside of me.
I moaned as his thrusts grew harder, my body tightening around him as his length filled me again and again.
“Oh, Eva, you’re so tight,” Nathaniel groaned as I squeezed around him.
Nathaniel’s movement became more desperate, each thrust bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I clung to him, the coil in my core tightening.
Finally, with one deep plunge, I cried out, and my entire body shuddered in rapture as wave after wave of bliss crashed through me. He growled as I pulsed around him, and he thrust into me more roughly. His hands roamed all over my body, gripping my hips tightly with each push, sending jolts of electricity shooting through me.
He swelled inside of me as his orgasm approached, and I wanted to give him the same blissful pleasure that he had given me. I rocked my hips against his hard thrusts, milking him for everything that he could give.
“Evangeline,” he moaned, his body quaking above me. “You’re mine.”
He buried his face in my neck, and he groaned loudly, releasing his hot seed inside of me as my body shook with delight. He thrust into me again and again until every last drop was spent, before collapsing on top of me. I basked in the afterglow of his hot body pressed against mine.
Eventually, Nathaniel rolled over onto the bed, pulling me into his arms, and I melted against him, his body heat enveloping me.
“I love you, Evangeline,” he murmured into my hair, his voice barely audible above the sound of our ragged breathing. “I swear I’ll do everything I can to be worthy of you.”
“You always have been,” I whispered, resting my head on his chest and listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat, and then paused to look up at him. “You don’t need to hide from me. I’m here, no matter what.”
“Thank you.” He kissed the top of my forehead.
The walls were crumbling at last. Our connection had been reignited, brighter and warmer than any flame.
“Why me?” he asked suddenly as if he needed my reassurance again. “I know I’m not the easiest guy to deal with.”
I smiled. “You got lucky. When I got these weird powers, I also started having this thing for grouchy jerk-face hunks that give horrible orientation tours and don’t like to be called ‘Nate.’”
“Is ‘jerk-face’ your worst curse word?” He chuckled and then smirked. “And I like it when you call me ‘Nate,’ but only you.” He leaned down to brush his nose against mine. “I did get lucky, though.”
The way those gorgeous eyes stared into mine made me feel loved and cherished in a way I had never felt before. We lay there, intertwined in our cocoon of comfort, simply enjoying being next to each other, kissing, and tracing each other’s faces and bodies with our fingertips as if we needed to imprint this moment in our minds before it disappeared.
Finally, my eyelids grew heavy, and my mind fogged in fatigue with each passing moment. I rolled off of him and settled my head into the pillow. Nathaniel encircled me in his arms, pulling me close to him so that his chest pressed against my back. His heart beat in rhythm with mine as he nuzzled his face into my hair. His steady breath on my neck spread an indescribable warmth through my body as I slowly drifted off to sleep, safe and secure.
