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"You assuasp out, a smile across my face
He tilts his head, possession in his eyes "Do you think you could resist?" He positions hi his head up and downhis stiff head to ently
"Of course," I breathe
"Bullshit By the ti foraway fro in otten how to breath, forgotten how tobut have this man fk rabbingthem so that they point to the sky, spread and open for hiht to the source of my need "Do you needwith the curiosity of wondering what he will do next
He , then entering,as he fks ainst ainst et more of hih,the connection
"Do You Need My Cock?" He grunts out the words, every other dip of his ck deep, then shallow, then deeper
"Yes!" The word explodes from me, a plea for help in a deep hole of pleasure I speak, the words quick and breathless "I need you so badly So fking badly, Nathan Please Please givehis thrusts short, keepingon the brink of insanity "Tell me that you are mine To use as I wish"
I whimper, an ache inside me that is almost painful in its intensity "I aabove me, his her, higher, higher His face abovehis ck exactly where, exactly when, and exactly how I need it
Orgas, peaking and falling, every thrust of his ck bringinglife into it and keeping its radually ebbs, losing force until I athe hardinto his back, our bodies runts, givinginside ofas he shudders and then is still
"Fuck …" he whispers, hovering above me, his eyes on mine, wonder in them "You have no idea how incredible that was" He rolls offfor it the ainst his side, ers trailing up and over the lines of his abs, settling and stopping against his chest and resting there, his heart pounding beneathmy eyes "I just laid there"
"You don’t have to do ainstthere, nad and half asleep, when the door opens and the end of my world walks in
CHAPTER 6
She is beautiful, but I already knew that The day after Drew told me about Cecile, I went to the library and used one of their con on the keyboard, the mouse aard in my hand It had only been two months since I had my laptop, but so much had happened that it felt like years I now understand why Nathan had wanted me to have limited access to the internet Had I researched hiured it out I certainly would have found out about Cecile Photos of theossip articles, filling the ies results with occasional pictures of Nathan and me dotted in Our trip to Napa, the paparazzi shots of us at events -- it is a drop in the bucket coeous as she looked in those photos, it pales in coreen eyes that hts a thin frame, statuesque face, and soft lips Lips that are parted, eyes that are wide, perfect brsts that heave as she gasps, her eyes darting froroet, the dewy effect onlybeautiful
"I’m so … sorry," she stammers "I didn’t think … I should have knocked …" She lifts a shaky hand to herback, anguish filling her face, and then she slu, cruraceful faint I have ever seen Nathan ju there at the saht
"Did I hear …" His voice disappears when he takes in the situation, his eyes zeroing in on the li hers
I leave the three of thelass slider onto the pool deck Nathan, with his beautifully nude, hard body, bends over her and utters soft words of love Drew, elevating her feet, runs to the kitchen for a glass of water Cecile, in thesoft, blonde hair tangled around Nathan’s fingers
I enter the guesthouse, walk nad to the bed and sink onto it My world zeroes in on that ie, the men in my life surrounded by her, her one easy reentry into a life that I just h words to describe how much I hate that bitch
It was cruel for my mind to ever convince my heart that I had a chance Of course she caain, ould ever leave Nathan to begin with? I tell er, a few years, I le his heart, erase her h And her here … I knohat is colass door I knoithout looking, without waiting, what Nathan will do He loves her in a way that I can only dreaht and complete He lives for her, works for her, breathes for her, loves for her There is no one else in his world, no room for anyone else in his heart I should have known, should have stoppedexpectations, and hopes, and dreams that will never receive any nourishh the racks of clothes and wonder what to take -- what I have right to She won’t want my clothes, won’t wear the hand-me-downs But she is a wo by and watching rand worth of clothes out the front door
I grab a s a few pairs of jeans and five or six ofup tennis shoes and pulling , exaavethe sunlight
"I like you better nad" There is a s s by threads in my chest