and our relationship mending back together. We were growing in more ways than one. I don’t think I’ve seen Natalie smile that much since I’ve met her and that’s saying something. It’s good and bad.
Instead of talking last night, we ended up making milkshakes and cuddling on the couch watching movies until we had fallen asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to carry her to her bedroom and decided to sleep with her. I know we need to talk but it seems like something always gets in the way. Tonight for sure, I tell myself.
I know now that I’ve won her over. From now on, I can’t fuck up because I want her in my life, for the rest of my life.
I’ve been confused about a lot of things but I’ve never been so sure about anything until she came around. I know Natalie won’t let me down. She never wanted to leave my side and although I fucked up by letting her go, I know I’ll never let it happen again. She’s my girl. My Bunny. I’ll never let her go like that again. Letting her go was like committing internal suicide. I was emotionally dead without her.
With her, I’m living again. With her, I’m whole.
She mumbles something as she moves against my side and then her eyelids flutter. She stares up at me with the richest brown eyes I’ve ever seen and then a smile forms on her lips. “It’s nice to wake up to your face,” she murmurs,
“I could say the same thing.” I kiss her cheek and she adjusts herself to lie on my chest.
“I have school today,” she sighs.
“What does that mean?”
“Tyler is in my English class.”
I tense, looking away from her. “Do you want me to drop by?”
“No, Nolan. He can’t do anything to me at school. I just need to talk to him and figure out what happened. I don’t want him to feel threatened. It might cause more drama.”
I shake my head as she runs her fingers across my arm. “Just don’t fall for his shit, Natalie.”
“I won’t, Nolan.” She lifts herself up to climb on top of me. She stares down at me, her eyes soft as she bites her bottom lip. “You trust me, right?”
“I trust you. Not him.” She begins to straddle on top of me and my legs lock, enjoying the feeling. “What are you trying to do?”
“Get you to ease up.” Leaning down, she places a kiss against my cheek, my neck. Her lips trail down to my chest and then rise to my lips again. “It’s my turn,” she whispers.
I don’t say anything—I want to, but I don’t. Instead I watch as she lowers herself until she’s hovering above my arousal. She tugs on my boxers while looking at me beneath her eyelashes and as soon as they’re down, she grabs a hold of me.
Her tongue starts at the bottom and I shiver as she tickles her way up. I grip onto the edge of the bed and my head falls back as a loud sucking noise fills the room. I don’t know how the hell she’s so good at it but I’m not complaining. I hear myself curse mildly and then she stops. The bed sinks beneath her weight as she sits up and I steal a peek, watching as she takes her panties off.
As soon as they’re off, she’s on top of me and a heavy grunt has fled from my vocal chords. Her moans turn me on even more as she straddles herself on top of me. She rides hard, fast, and her hand grips my chest to keep the leverage. She has a tank top on and I want so badly to rip it off but she lowers herself against my chest, leaving me with no choice but to let her keep it on.
Her lips crush mine and I cup her ass as the strokes deepen. She moans against my lips; I swallow it. Our panting increases and then the throbbing intensifies. “Oh, Nolan,” she moans against my ear. Her voice always does something to me. It always builds me up.
Flipping her onto her back, she stares up at me and I crash into her again. I grip the top of the headrest and pound into her quickly, creating a continuous bang against the wall. She shrieks and her eyelids lower as her head falls back and her body arcs into mine. She then grips my forearms, begging