Page 18 of Falling Too Soon (Seasons of Love #1)

DAPHNE

I screamed as I felt Nathan grab me around my waist and pick me up. I had almost made it to my room too, but now I was being carried like a sack of potatoes back into the kitchen.

What in the actual fuck did I just agree to? I went from packing my shit to leave to agreeing to being fuck buddies? Lexi would be thrilled. Like seriously, she may throw my vagina a party when I get home, balloons and all.

“I haven’t had my breakfast yet, Daphne, and I’m starving,” Nathan growled as he placed me on the kitchen island and started pulling off my shoes.

“What are you doing?” I shrieked, even though I knew exactly what he was doing.

“Having my breakfast,” he said, unbuttoning my pants as I stared back at him blankly. I think I glitched. I couldn’t form words, so I covered my face with my hands and lay back on the island. “Good girl, but put your hands down. I want your eyes on me.”

I slowly lowered my hands and stared back at him. There was no way this wouldn’t end in heartbreak. Nathan Pierce was going to ruin me.

Fuck it , I thought, sitting up to pull my sweater over my head.

Almost immediately, Nathan’s mouth was on me, licking my chest, his hands reaching behind me to unhook my bra.

He took one of my nipples into his mouth and pinched the other, eliciting a moan from me.

I was pulling at my pants. I couldn’t get them off fast enough, so Nathan backed away slightly to assist me, tugging them, along with my underwear, swiftly down my legs and onto the floor.

“Lean back, Baby, but keep those gorgeous eyes on me,” he panted as he pulled me closer to the edge of the cool surface.

He splayed one large hand across my stomach and the other gripped my thigh as my legs parted for him. I was probably dripping onto the counter at this point, and I didn’t care. He met my eyes with a smile and then dipped his head to run his tongue through my wet and needy center.

“Hmm, delicious,” he hummed. “So ready for me already.”

“Oh my God, Nathan.” His mouth felt so good.

He continued to attack my center, flicking my clit with his tongue, adding one finger and then another inside of me.

I cried out and wriggled on the island. Nathan attempted to keep me still, but I was all over the place and completely unhinged as he continued to fuck me with his fingers .

“Damn, Kitten, you’re so responsive to me.

Do you like it when I eat this pretty pussy?

” I could barely form a thought, let alone words, so I moaned.

Seemingly satisfied with my response, he dove back between my thighs to suck my sensitive clit into his mouth again while he fucked me hard and fast with two thick fingers.

I felt myself on the edge of a powerful orgasm.

My breathing was uneven. I felt lightheaded and then, suddenly, I was falling.

Throwing my head back, I came so hard that the now familiar gush of my release sprayed my legs, and it most definitely soaked Nathan.

He was completely unfazed and continued to lick me through my orgasm.

My clit throbbed, my pussy still clenching around his fingers.

“Holy fuck, Nathan,” I uttered when my breath returned to normal.

I squealed as Nathan slid me down off the counter, kissed me hard with a mostly closed mouth, spun me toward my room, and gave my ass a slap. “Now, go get cleaned up while I make you something to eat.”

Stunned, I turned my head to look at him with my eyes wide and my mouth agape. What the fuck just happened? I arched an eyebrow. “Yes, sir,” I offered with a salute.

“Oh, I like that,” he said with a wink and a wide smile.

Grinning to myself, I made my way to my room to get cleaned up, wheeling my suitcase behind me.

That was so fucking hot, him taking me on the counter, eating me out like a man possessed, and then sending me on my way.

I couldn’t stop smiling as I took a quick shower and dressed in leggings and an oversized hoodie .

When I opened my door to head back into the kitchen, the smell of bacon greeted me.

Mmm, bacon. “Smells good,” I said as I entered the kitchen.

Nathan turned to face me as I walked in, his hazel eyes and scruffy face, and that devilish grin making my still sensitive clit pulse.

Damn, he looked good. I noticed my clothes were folded neatly on a chair. Thoughtful .

“I hope you’re hungry. Here, come sit, and I’ll bring you a plate.” He motioned for me to take a seat at the dining table, where his workstation was set up on the other end. “Coffee?”

“Yes, please. Thank you,” I said as I took a seat, eyeing his work area. “So, how’s your writing coming along? Working on anything interesting?”

“I’m bouncing around a few ideas.” He placed a fresh cup of coffee in front of me, complete with my pumpkin spice creamer, and then brushed his hand over my shoulder before going back to the kitchen.

Don’t look at his ass. Don’t look at his ass.

I was totally looking at his ass. I mean, it was a fine ass, and we have established that we were, in fact, “fuck buddies” or whatever, so I could totally look at his ass, right?

I raised my eyes to see Nathan looking directly at me.

Busted . Again. His shit-eating grin was almost too adorable.

He winked. My cheeks and chest flamed. This was at least the second time he had caught me ogling him.

Get it together, Daphne . I licked my lips.

“Don’t worry, Kitten, there’s plenty of time for that later. Right now, you’re gonna eat your breakfast like a good girl.” Another wink from Nathan had me rolling my eyes at him and chuckling.

Nathan had made a delicious yet simple breakfast of bacon and eggs with toast. We made small talk throughout, and it wasn’t nearly as awkward as I had expected.

After breakfast, he said he was going to work a little more, so I took that opportunity to catch up on some reading.

I was curled up on the couch in front of a roaring fire for most of the day while Nathan sat at the dining table, tapping away on his laptop.

It was comfortable, like we had been doing this for years.

The sound of his typing was soothing, and even though we weren’t engaging in conversation, it was nice to know he was there with me.

I caught myself glancing up at him from time to time with a smile on my face.

I know we said friends with benefits, but I knew it was just a matter of time before I fell head over heels for this man, and that scared the shit out of me.

It wasn’t that I was opposed to falling in love again.

My problem was that I didn’t trust my judgment.

Marcus had seemed great too when we first got together, so charismatic and attentive.

He made me feel special every day until he didn’t, and then he made me feel as if everything wrong in our relationship was my fault.

By the end, I was conditioned to appease him and smooth things over when he was upset.

I was thankful that I was able to see him for what he was and get out of that relationship, but how could I be sure that Nathan was any different?

Sure, he appeared to be the perfect guy, but so had Marcus in the beginning .

I felt eyes on me, and when I looked up at Nathan, he smiled at me. I smiled back, knowing I was totally fucked.