“No,” I answer. “I need your cock.”
“Good girl,” he says. “Never be ashamed to ask me for exactly what you need. I’ll always give it to you.”
He rips open a condom packet that he must have had in his jeans, and rolls it over his length. I stare up at him, and our gazes clash. His blue eyes are swirling with lust and desire, and he’slooking at me almost tenderly. Like I’m something precious to him.
“I love you,” I say, unable to contain the feeling.
“I love you, too, honey. More than you know.”
He notches himself at my entrance and slides inside in one motion. He holds me against him for a moment, and then starts to move, his hips thrusting into mine in a steady, thundering rhythm. The belt restrains my arms, but something about letting Nathan control this entirely makes me feel completely free—completely abandoned to my pleasure. He adjusts the angle, taking me deeper, and his cock hits that spot inside me that makes me see stars. I cry out as he pounds into me harder and harder, consuming me with each thrust.
“I’m yours, Viper,” he grunts. “Completely, and totally fucking yours.”
I thrash against the bonds, relishing the way they hold me back even when I desperately want to touch him, to show him that I’m his as deeply as he is mine.
“I love you fucking me like this,” I pant. “It reminds me of how we used to be, at the beginning of all of this.”
“Always fighting,” he says.
“Maybe it was all just foreplay.”
“You were.” Thrust. “Making me.” Thrust. “Work for it.” Thrust.
Nathan groans, and I swing one of my legs onto his shoulder, encouraging him to take me deeper. He reaches between us and thrums my clit, rubbing it hard and fast as he picks up the pace of his thrusts. He starts to come, his cock swelling inside me, and I feel myself tighten in response.
The orgasm consumes both of us, sweeping through us in tandem. My back bows over the bed, and I clench my legs around him harder, anchoring him inside of me. We stay just like that, pressed together, foreheads touching, breaths comingin pants, until he pulls away gently and rolls us onto our sides. He cocoons me in his arms, pulling me close against his chest, and stroking my back up and down. Gently, he undoes the belt from around my wrists.
“Nap, and then room service?” he asks me.
“Nap, room service, and then jacuzzi,” I say, flinging a finger in the direction of the huge tub.
“Perfect.”
“You know,” I say after a beat. “This is the first time we’ve had sex in a bed. We’ve always had to sneak around at the barn.”
“Well, there’s probably more sneaking around in our future Viper, seeing as you still live with Beau and it’s going to take a while for me to build you a house.”
“We can get a matching trailer next to Jenny’s. She’ll love it.”
“Anything you want.”
46
NATHAN
Candiceand I stand in front of the stables, our hands linked together. We left Bozeman this morning, with Ballantine in tow. I drove in front and Candice trailed me because that eased her nerves a bit. I’m still amazed at the fact that she drove to Bozeman by herself, overcoming her fears of winter driving—just to see me. In all honesty, everything about this woman amazes me. Her strength. Her resilience. Her quiet kindness and sharp intelligence.
I’m damn lucky that she chose me.
I turn to tell her as much, but my eyes catch on a silver sedan pulling into the driveway. The driver is wearing sunglasses and a ball cap despite the overcast day, and she comes to a halt right behind Jonah’s truck. He’s about to start unloading it, when the door of the silver sedan swings open and completely blocks his access to the back.
“Oof. He’s gonna be pissed,” I mutter, looking at Candice for her reaction.
But she’s already taking off across the driveway, heading right towards the silver car, and the woman who has just gotten out of it.
“Winnie,” she screams. “Win!”
The two women collide, arms wrapping around one another in a tight hug. I get closer, trying to hear what they’re saying. Candice mentioned her friend Winnie to me one time before, and this must be her. Maybe she’s surprising Candice with a visit.
