Mirage - Alice Tribue Page 0,53

never get enough of him. When he’s completely naked, all bets are off. I sit up slightly, resting my upper body on my elbows so that I can take him all in.

Nathan watches me with unconcealed mirth, his head cocked to the side, and then he’s on me, the humor gone and replaced with something softer, something more. He touches his temple to mine, in one motion sliding it back and forth. I suck in a breath when his hand travels down my side and let it out when his arm wraps around my back and pulls me even closer to him, impossibly closer.

I feel his lips at my ear, and a low growl escapes his lips. “You’re mine.”

My body has a visceral reaction to his words; I cling to him for dear life, as if at any moment he can just vanish and leave me with absolutely nothing.

“Nathan…”

“I love you, Tori.”

My breath catches again at the words other men have spoken but I’ve never once believed. Not until now.

“I love you, too.” The words leave my mouth without any second thoughts; I don’t doubt them or try to take them back. There would be no point anyway because they’re true.

“You’re scary beautiful,” he tells me, his eyes intense. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can, his mouth is on mine. Everything about this kiss is reckless, unguarded, and demanding. It feels amazing. I close my eyes, allowing myself to let go and enjoy what’s happening between us. His hands are everywhere, controlling, and dominating. They circle my sensitive breasts, trail down my stomach, and then finally… finally, he dips his fingers between my legs.

A whimper gets lost in the kiss as he begins to explore me with his hand. A gasp suspends in the air as he slips a finger inside of me and tickles me from within, right where I need it. My body convulses as the pressure increases and as the sensations grow stronger. The orgasm hits me fast and hard. I hold onto Nathan, crying out for him as it surges through me.

“I’m right here,” he whispers, his words bringing me back down. My eyes flutter open when he curls his fingers around the side of my neck, his thumb rubbing along my cheek. All I can do is stare into his eyes until I can’t take it anymore, until I’m afraid I might burst from all of this emotion that I’m feeling. I bury my face in the crook of his neck and he in turn slowly, almost painfully, slides into me. My legs wrap around him, acting on their own accord, and I hold onto him as closely as I can, crying out in pleasure when he finally begins to move. I’m getting off on all of it. His movements, his murmured words in my ear, the connection between us—it’s as close to perfect as I’ve ever been. His familiar scent drives me wild, making me want more of him, making me need more.

“Oh, God,” I whimper as his hips move faster. He groans his response, increasing the pace even more. There’s a little piece of me that doesn’t want this to end, but I can feel it, start to reach for it, circle my hips in order to meet his movements. It doesn’t take long for the familiar feeling to grow, starting in the depths of my stomach and traveling outwards, setting my nerve endings on fire and causing my body to lose control.

Another thrust from Nathan and I’m done, consumed with my climax, his lips on mine drowning out my cries. Somewhere in the distance, I swear I can hear a wave crashing onto the shore as Nathan collapses on top of me.

“Holy shit,” I say, the words carried on a breath as I come down from the high. He lifts his torso and angles off me, pushes the hair out of my face, and finishes with a soft kiss.

“Best I ever had,” he says with a jerk of the chin and a grin. I giggle at his declaration.

“Ditto.” I roll onto my side and study the green in his eyes, not dark like an emerald, light, much lighter, like… like sea glass. I’m completely lost in him, in everything that he is.

“I am so in love with you, and I don’t know what to do about it because I’ve never loved anybody before. I don’t know what happens next. What do we do now?”

“Baby.”

“I know, I know, we