me and I buck against him but he keeps a hand at my waist to keep me in place. The room spins around me and Nolan picks his speed up again. I didn’t think it was possible, but he does and with each stroke, I’m closer and closer to ecstasy. I’m closer to reaching my climax. Closer to feeling free.
“Oh, shit, Natalie I’ve missed this so much,” he says through his teeth. His head then falls back and he lifts my hips so they aren’t touching the floor. I squeeze my legs around his waist because it’s coming—from the both of us. A scream screeches out of me and he grunts heavily, his hips still pounding against me, before falling against my chest. We explode, releasing a satisfying sigh.
We pant heavily, our stomachs sinking and rising and our breath touching one another’s shoulders. I’m at an all-time high right now. It’s a familiar feeling I’ve missed. A feeling of being complete, whole. I’ve never felt this way with anyone but Nolan. Even when I was with Bryson, it never felt this way.
Nolan lifts up slowly and his palms press against the carpet as he gazes down at me. A smile is on his lips and he finally looks himself again. There doesn’t seem to be any stress, anger, or anything negative and it’s how it should be but I know it’s all going to change in only a matter of minutes. We’re going to talk soon—really talk—and I’m ready for it. I’m tired of the secrets and the games. I’m tired of the rumors and the stupidity.
I need to figure out if this struggle has been really worth it. I need to know if we’re really worth it. I need an answer now in order to know what to do from this moment on. I still don’t know if Nolan’s done anything with Sharon that may make me run away but I’ll find out tonight. Something just tells me he has, and I know I won’t like hearing it.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Nolan
That felt good. Really good. I’ve been waiting to see her roll with pleasure ever since we’ve split. There are no words to describe how much I’ve missed her and her body. After we’re done, I help her to her feet and we get dressed. I glance over at her and she’s smiling which I’m glad for.
“So, where are we going to talk at?” I ask her after pulling my shirt on.
“Not here. Not while Tyler is around.” She gives me a side-glance and I sigh, watching as she buttons her jeans.
“Well how about for now we party like there’s no tomorrow?”
She looks up at me with a grin and I smile, offering my hand. She takes it and I lead her to the door. I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much but I love her and I hate myself for putting her through hell for these past couple of weeks. Differences aside, I love Natalie and I’m glad she feels the same way. I’m glad I’m not too late.
As soon as we’re downstairs I see Tyler scanning the room. He’s most likely looking for Natalie but I’m not handing her over. Not yet. Instead of going in his direction, I take her to the den where a few people are practically sitting in the dark. A few have drinks in hand and some are laid out. I see one spot available at the end of the couch and I grip Natalie’s hand while going for it. I sit and tug her on her arm but she frowns as she looks around. “You know I don’t bite, Bunny.”
She bites on a smile and I spin her around. Her hips lower and she sits on the middle of my lap. Her warm vanilla scent fills my lungs and I breathe her in, hooking my arms around her middle, never wanting to let go. I wish I could take her right here, right now. She always feels good against me.
She twists in my lap to look at me and a few streaking lights shine from the living room and touch her face. Her features are soft, humble. She isn’t stressing at all. I need her happy—complete. “I don’t want Tyler to see me all over you.”
I frown, hearing his name come out of her mouth. “Why does it matter? Are you dating him?”
“No.” Her head shakes quickly as she grips my hand. “It just feels rude and disrespectful, you