bare skin and then proof of my desire for him. “Christ. You weren’t kidding about no panties.”
“I never kid about VPL,” I whispered before I crushed his mouth beneath mine.
We kissed ravenously as he got his pants undone and his dick freed.
The fact we both needed this right now, without foreplay, just intensified the effect of the champagne—my head spun, my breath caught when he aligned me over his hardness and slammed home.
“God. Yes,” I moaned and let my head fall back as he thrust up into me.
We moved together with a synchronicity that would’ve scared me had it not been everything I’d ever dreamed of. If it hadn’t been spontaneous. While Nolan obviously had mad bedroom skills, I considered myself lucky that all that expertise was now solely focused on me.
All. The. Time.
He traced the cord in my neck with his nose. “I think I could come just from the scent of your skin. Drives me fucking insane.”
Bracing myself with my hands on his shoulders, I let the sensations roll through me. The friction of his suit pants on the backs of my thighs. The heavy breathing that’d already fogged up the windows. His hands squeezing my hips as he drove into me.
And his scent, skin-warmed wool, cotton and piney cologne. I already felt that tightening in my core, that tiny tingle that lit the fuse toward detonation. Swiveling my hips, I ground down every time he rocked his pelvis up.
“Like that. Just like that,” he panted against my throat.
“Yes, I’m almost there.”
“Give it to me. I wanna feel you come around me.” His lips found mine again and he interspersed kisses with words. “Nothing is sexier than that. Nothing gets me off faster than that.”
“Say it. I wanna feel the rumble through my body when you say it.”
His mouth returned to my ear. “Gabriella. My Gabriella.” The low-pitched near growl reverberated through every nerve ending, every skin cell, every synapse, and I flew apart.
Nolan didn’t kiss me as I came. He kept his mouth on my ear, saying such dirty, delicious things that it made me shiver and tremble.
Best thing ever that he’d figured out my trigger point without me having to tell him.
Then he said, “Fuck,” his quads tightened and he was there too. I matched his frantic race to the finish line, but managed to angle my head so I could watch his beautiful face awash in pleasure.
In the aftermath we clung to each other. Bodies still. Breathing labored.
His voice was ragged when he said, “How can it get better every time?”
“I’ve been wondering that myself.”
He framed my face in his hands. “I love you.”
“I love you too. But don’t you dare make me all teary eyed after you just fucked me stupid.”
He laughed. “Never a dull moment with you, Welk. Let’s finish the champagne.”
I found tissues and we cleaned up, setting our clothes to rights again. “Love that suit on you too. Total coincidence it matches with my dress?” I teased him.
“Not even close. I knew that we’d have an occasion to wear them, I just didn’t know when.”
“That was before . . .”
“I kissed you or touched you or had any idea whether you’d laugh in my face at the thought of us being more than friends.” He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “And look at us now. Getting tipsy in the back of a limo after you rocked my world.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I let it stay as the last word.
We drained the champagne, classily passing the bottle back and forth, laughing—about what, I had no idea, but we were just two happy, silly fools in love. That would’ve been the perfect end to our night . . . except the limo driver informed us he couldn’t make it up Nolan’s driveway.
“That’s fine, we’ll walk.” Nolan helped me out of the car and tossed me my cape. I teetered dangerously on my stilettos as I caught it.
I squinted at the Mount Everest of driveways. “Dude. There’s no freakin’ way I can walk up that in these.” I pointed at my feet.
“Take ’em off and walk up barefoot.”
“It’s thirty fucking degrees out here.”
“I’m not sober enough to carry you.” Then a gleam entered his eyes. “However, I could give you a piggyback.”
“What part of ‘no panties’ is confusing to you? You want me to flash your entire neighborhood?”
Nolan laughed so hard at that I feared he might’ve pulled something since it took him forever to quit holding