only for a moment before he started to move inside her.
Charlotte gripped his shoulders tight. No doubt her nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t seem to mind as he increased his pace.
She lifted her head up to see him, and the sight of him took her breath away again. This time it was because of the way he was looking at her. As if she were the sexiest, most desirable person in the entire world. He was completely lost in her.
A fact that was only confirmed a moment later when he said, “Fuck, Char, you feel absolutely amazing.” His words came out on a groan and it was the hottest thing she’d ever heard.
She needed him closer, to feel his body pressed to hers. She shifted up on the counter so she sat up, right on the edge. Nick wrapped his arms tight around her back, holding her against his chest, and she wrapped her legs around his back, holding him tight.
The increased skin contact only heightened every sensation that tore through her, intensifying every thrust. It didn’t take long for Char to feel the building tension deep inside her core. She wasn’t going to be able to hold back. It was taking everything she had in her not to lose the tenuous grip on her control.
“Let go, Char,” Nick murmured. “Let go for me.”
She bit down on her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes shut. She wasn’t going to be able to hold it off much longer. Her legs started to quake and tremble, and Nick increased his pace of relentless thrusting, driving into her. Just when she was about to scream out her release, he closed his mouth over hers and kissed her hard, swallowing her screams of pleasure with his kiss and giving her the space to experience her climax in full, without fear of waking the baby.
Still kissing, Nick’s own release followed moments later. He held her tight. His mouth was still on hers, as they both returned to earth. Their kisses came slower and lazier, until finally, they pulled their mouths away from each other. Nick’s lips were turned up in a satisfied smile that she knew must match her own.
He didn’t pull away or move to unwrap himself from her, and she, too, stayed wrapped tight around him, selfishly wanting to soak up as much of the moment as she possibly could.
“That was…” He started pressing kisses to her neck and collarbone.
His attentions stirred up a renewed desire, but there was no way. She was exhausted. It was too much. He’d need a rest, too.
“It was,” she agreed. “I didn’t think it was…mmm.” Her words dissolved into groans as he sucked and nibbled on the sensitive skin on her neck. “Nick, I…”
“You want me to stop?”
She shook her head and he chuckled. “Didn’t think so.”
“But, you…we just…”
“Let me worry about that.” He grinned, and it was both the sexiest and sweetest thing she’d ever seen. “But I do think…wait here.”
He unwound himself from her body, and Charlotte immediately felt the loss of him. She watched and admired exactly how incredibly sexy he was as he moved through the small guest house. He disappeared into the bedroom and returned with blankets, pillows, and quilts that he arranged on the floor in front of the couch after moving the coffee table aside.
When he was done making up what could only be described as a nest, he returned to her still on the kitchen island and kissed her, his hand on her chin, holding her to him. Char couldn’t help it: every time they kissed, it melted her a little. It was a good thing she was sitting down, because she was positive her legs were completely incapable of supporting her. She gasped a little as he once again scooped her up and this time carried her to the bed he’d made for them on the floor.
“This is sweet,” she said after Nick deposited her on the blankets.
He looked down at her and moved like a cat until he was overtop her, with a wicked grin on his face that sent a shock of desire once more between her legs.
“I assure you, sweetheart, there is nothing sweet about my intentions.” His eyes flared before lowering his mouth to hers once again.
It wasn’t until later—much later—when Nick’s arm was draped over her waist and he was pressed up tightly against her, his deep breathing telling her he’d finally exhausted himself enough to sleep, that Char let