His words hit me deep, and as he lets go of my hands, faces forwards and starts to drive, I have a million emotions going through me, but the one that stands out above all else is how turned on I was by the power he exuded in there. Isn’t that fucked up? Out of everything, I pick out that Nate looked hot as fuck as he commanded the place and chopped some guy’s fingers off.
Fuck. I think I’m going to be in deep shit by the time he’s done with me, because he’s changing how I think already, and I have no idea how to process that.
Chapter Fourteen
Present Day
Nate
I wake up to feel Kat led against me, her head in the crook of my shoulder and her arm across my chest. She’s breathing lightly, so I presume that she is still asleep.
Something has changed dramatically between us during the course of the last twenty-four hours. There has been a shift, almost like an acceptance of the fact that she hates me but wants me. Or maybe she doesn’t completely hate me anymore?
Her words come back to me… “You don’t need to break me to make me love you, Nate, because I’m pretty sure I’d get there on my own.”
The minute those words left her mouth, it was like something inside of me came to life, a part of me that had been dormant for as long as I could remember. No woman has ever made me feel what I do for her. No woman has ever managed to make a crack in the exterior around my heart. I’ve never let myself get too close, but Kat is different, and I knew that the very first time I laid eyes on her. I knew I wanted her, knew I had to have her, knew she was different, knew she would be more. So much more.
Certain people can walk into a room and light it up without doing anything, and Kat is one of those people. Her smile, her eyes, her beauty and her sass makes the room come to life, and in doing so, it’s setting me alight. I’ve always been a hard-faced asshole because I know that people are waiting to fuck you over at the first chance. I mean, trust doesn’t come easy, and love is something you should rarely give because it should only be for the most privileged.
I could love Kat.
And that scares the fucking life out of me.
I’ve never loved anyone before, but I feel this pull inside of me when it comes to her. I have this need to make her smile, keep her safe, piss her off and make her mad at me, because if she feels all of these emotions because of me, then surely, she feels something too?
She stirs and I watch as her eyes flutter open. So beautiful.
“Good morning,” I say as her head tilts back and her eyes meet mine, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.
“Morning,” she replies, her voice still sleepy.
“Sleep well?”
“Yeah. You?”
“Never better,” I reply honestly. I’m not usually one for lots of sleep, and I’m always up before the birds start singing, but last night, I slept like a log, and I have every suspicion that’s to do with her.
I expect her to try and move away from me, but she doesn’t. Instead, she slides her hand up my chest, her fingers tickling my skin as they move to the back of my neck and stop at the nape as she allows them to tangle with my hair.
“Nate, what are we doing?” she asks me, and fuck if she doesn’t look completely vulnerable as she asks that question.
“What do you mean?” I need to make sure we’re on the same page here and that I’m not about to go and show her my softer side and then get fucking burnt.
“What is this? What is happening with us?” Her voice is quiet, like she’s shy to ask in the first place.
I move so that I shuffle down the bed slightly until I am eye level with her. I bring her leg up and over my hip, hooking her around me.
“I think this is us learning to like each other,” I say, keeping it light because I don’t want a deep discussion to turn into something that may ruin what we have right now. I move towards her and place a kiss on her lips and circle my fingers on the outside of her thigh. Goosebumps immediately appear underneath my touch, and I love how I affect her like this. We’ve only slept together twice and both times have been phenomenal, and her body has reacted to me in a way that tells me that we do belong together.
I move my lips from hers and trail them along her cheek, down her neck and to her shoulder as I move my fingers to the inside of her thigh, circling, teasing. It may only be six in the morning, but I am fucking hungry, and I need to eat now. I continue to make my way down her body, my lips moving over her breast, my tongue flicking her nipple gently. She gasps, arching her back, pushing her front against me.
She wants this, and I’m going to fucking take it.
I move down further and push her onto her back. She widens her legs as I settle between them, my tongue finally getting a taste of her sweet pussy. She’s already wet for me and fuck does that turn me on.
I start slowly, gently working her into a frenzy as I lick, suck and swirl my tongue around her clit. I bring one hand up to tweak her nipple whilst the other grips her hip.
“Nate,” I hear her say, and I can hear the desire in her voice, so I turn up the pressure. I press my tongue harder, moving it quicker, and then I move my hand from her hip, bringing it down and plunging two fingers inside of her. She cries out, her legs lifting up slightly, sinking onto me as much as possible.
