After a second, almost primal growl, my breath rushed out of me when he wrapped his legs around my thighs. My control slipped when he deepened our kiss. I couldn’t contain my need. As our kiss deepened, my body took over, almost to the point of desperation.
This right here was what I’d been missing. Nate’s mouth, his touch, this complete connection.
I caressed his back and moved to unbutton his shirt with a shaky hand. I kissed his neck and traced hot kisses down to his chest to his nipple. Nate moaned when I lapped at his pink peak, and I bit down gently. He pushed himself closer to me as he rubbed against my groin.
Fuck, I was going to come in my pants.
My muscles became impossibly taut, my orgasm dangerously close to the surface as my desire peaked far beyond anything I’d ever experienced.
I needed him.
Here.
Now.
Consequences be damned.
Angling away, I unbuttoned his jeans, my palms sweaty, hands still shaky, but fuck I wanted this to happen. Wanted to taste and savor him. Wanted to finally bring just one of so many of my fantasies to actualization.
Wordlessly, he shifted his hips, the movement enough for me to risk making eye contact.
I shouldn’t have.
With his top teeth buried in his bottom lip, his cheeks pink, and his eyes connected with mine, my breath caught, and I paused, forgetting what my hands were doing, too caught up in the intensity in his gaze.
When he released his bottom lip, he raised his palm and stroked my cheek. The shake of his hand helped me to breathe, remember to take in air and exhale.
“You okay?” His voice was deep, breathy, and tinged with a tremble. “Your foot—”
“Fuck my foot.”
He laughed abruptly, and I smirked.
I took a deep breath and answered more quietly, “I’m okay.” His gaze dropped to his pants and my hand half inside his jeans. His cock twitched against my fingers, and I huffed out a laugh, ending in a smile.
“I think you’re more than okay too.” His own smile was easy, immediate, reaching his eyes and—
The loud bang on the door made me jump, startling the crap out of me. Reacting without thought, my body locked up, hands clenching on instinct.
“Ouch, fuck, shit.”
Alarmed, I cringed and released his cock, having gripped without thinking and far too fucking hard. “Shit, I’m sorry. You okay?”
He grunted and held his junk, brows furrowed. “Uh-huh, yep.” The strain in his voice did nothing to reassure me that I hadn’t broken his dick.
The door banged again, and I jerked my head in the direction, half expecting someone to break it down.
“I’m just gonna….” He trailed off. “Why don’t you deal with that?” Nate indicated toward the door, and I eased away from him. With my cock already deflating, my heart pounded in concern, wondering who was at the door, I nodded.
Nate stood and moved toward his room, and I took a calming breath before making my way to the door. Opening it, I groaned.
Jayden and Sutton stood in my doorway, Jayden barely managing to hold himself up and Sutton eyeing me from head to toe. He was the one who spoke first with a lazy grin. “Not disturbing anything, are we?”
I clenched my molars and forced a smile. “No. Just about to head to bed, though.” I should have known better than to think that would have been a deterrent for my friends.
Jayden pushed past me, reeking of booze. “How’d you get such a good room?”
“Come on in.” I rolled my eyes, and Sutton stepped in too, patting my shoulder as he walked past me.
