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Chapter 32

MADELINE

Both hands fly to the side, gripping the sheet, or at least trying to grab what I can from it. “Hmm …” my moans are endless, bouncing off the walls all around me.

Nate's tongue brings me to life, moving inside me like he's mining for treasure. I transport my hands from the sheet to his hair, losing my fingers in them. My mate eats me like I'm the only meal he's ever had.

“Oh, that feels good.”

Nate’s palms occasionally slide up my naked body and run across my skin, making each nerve ending shiver with delight. Still, most of his attention is on what's going on between my legs.

He's gentle now, taking his time. There's no hurry to go anywhere else and no place to be. Nate looks up at me, letting me know I'm his priority, and giving me pleasure is everything he wants.

Every movement of his tongue makes my limbs strain with pleasure. I pull on his hair so hard I'm afraid I may come away with a few strands. He’s unfazed by this, locking his attention on giving me all the pleasure in the world.

“Fuck, Nate, it feels so good.”

This encouragement works in my favor as he picks up the pace. It's just enough to keep me in the zone without distracting me from the pleasure I feel. My brain begins to light up, and I feel myself losing control of all my senses.

“Yes, right there.”

He obeys the instruction faithfully, focusing on the spot that makes me go insane. I start shaking on the bed, but he holds me in place, determined to draw pleasure out of me—successfully.

I lift my hips and release with a powerful groan that sets my brain on fire. Shortly after, I fall back on the bed, too tired to move.

My mate raises his head, bringing his eyes level with mine. He smiles slyly before moving up the bed, kissing every part of my body

“You're going to make me pass out again,” I murmur. “I'm not sure my brain can keep up with my body anymore.”

“That's a good thing,” Nate grins. “I'll go down on you as many times as I have to. Anything for my love.”

“Say it again,” I request.

Nate leans in closer. “I love you.” The words go directly to my brain like a drug. “I love you,” my mate repeats, knowing the effect he has on me.

“I love how that sounds,” I giggle. “I may have to record it so I can always hear it.”

“Why don’t I just keep telling you over and over?” He seals the promise with a quick kiss. A thought crosses my mind, putting a slight damper on our time.

I need to get my stuff.

“Do you think we can stop at my place to pick up some things?” I ask. “I didn't exactly come here with a lot of stuff.”

“Tell me whatever you need and I'll have someone go there and get it for us.”

“You don't have to do that.”

“I want to,” he says. “I wasn't kidding, Madeline. I don't want us to be apart, especially right now.”

“I don't know, I'm a pretty free spirit,” I joke. “You'll have to tie me up to keep me in my place.”

Nate smiles wickedly. He puts my hands in his and pins them above my head in full control of my movements. “No leash,” he says, “but I've got this.” He tightens his grip even more. “How's that?”

I'm unable to form words, so I only nod my approval. When he lets go of me, I have the biggest smile imaginable. “You like that, huh?”

I nod so quickly, it almost gives me a headache. “I love it.”

“Then your wish is my command, my darling.” Nate shifts his weight on top of me and kisses me soundly. I open my mouth, giving him access to my tongue which he takes full advantage of.

He sucks on my tongue, extracting every single ounce of moisture before returning it. He savors my mouth, taking his time while his hand holds my chin in absolute control. Slowly, he loosens his grip allowing me to breathe again.

Oh my God, so much pleasure.

Nate moves down my body, pinning me down and moving to my breasts. He places both hands on them and feeds them to his lips one by one.

I lie back as the man sucks hard on my nipples. Each one greets him accordingly and I can't wipe the smile off my face every time he chooses one to put his mouth on.

He sees my smile and kisses it before going back down. Nate goes lower still, kissing my belly button and just beneath it. My legs instinctively begin to part, giving Nate exactly what he wants.

He spreads them even more, smiling at the prospect of going down on me again. “You're beautiful,” he says before kissing my soft pink flesh.

My body remembers Nate's touches. Each kiss comes with a memory that makes me shudder and shake.

Nate begins to eat me out again, sticking his tongue as far as it can go before dragging it across my walls. His thumb moves to my clit, adding a burst of extra pleasure.

I struggle to stay still, but Nate helps out by holding my legs steady. He continues to dig his tongue into me like he's searching for buried treasure.

“I want you inside me,” I cry. “I fucking want you now.”

Nate rises to the occasion, returning to me and revealing with his member that he’s ready to go. He slides into me, going deeper and deeper until I feel like my brain may break.

“Fuck!” I cry as he pulls out before sliding into me again. I moan as he continues to fuck me, but the sound lessens when his hand moves to my neck again.

The sound of his flesh slapping against mine forms a glorious rhythm. My tits bounce under him and I see his eyes follow their movement.

He reduces the speed of his thrusts. “You're mine,” he declares.

“I'm yours,” I say, struggling to get the words out.

“Say it again.”

“I'm yours,” I cry out.

“Again!”

“I'm yours!”

We both cum at the same time. I glory in our energy and Nate's climax is full of satisfaction. He remains inside me, not in a hurry to leave. We share a passionate kiss that takes my breath away once again.

“I love you,” he confesses.

“I love you,” I sigh.

It almost hurts when I see my apartment. Nate's car stops in front of the building and I exhale.

I have gotten so used to being with Nate that this no longer seems like my home. I feel like I'm being driven to college and I'm about to start a life that's unfamiliar to me.

“Are you sure you want to come back to work tomorrow?” Nate asks. “You can still take another week off. No one will complain.”

“No, I'm good to start.” I turn to him. “Working will be good for me. I want to get back to regular life, remember?”

Nate nods in understanding. “I know, I get it. I just can't stand the thought of you being stressed.”

He leans over to my side and kisses me. I lean into him, making it easier. When he pulls away from the kiss, my grin stretches from ear to ear. “If you keep kissing me like that, I'm going to forget what stress feels like.”

“In that case, let me keep this going. We wouldn't want you to feel stressed now, would we?”

I shake my head, but stop him just short of the kiss. “You know we're just going to stay in the car if you keep doing this.”

“What's wrong with that?” he asks with a sly smile. “You know I don't mind.”

I shake my head, moving far from him. “You're such a temptation.”

“Me? You're one to talk when all I can imagine is your legs wrapped around me.”

My cheeks heat and I look away, focusing on the front door of my house. Memories of the past few months come rushing back. We've had to live through so much already. I'm just glad things are back to normal, or as normal as they can be.

“For what it's worth, your aunt is going to be so happy to see you tomorrow,” Nate chuckles. “A lot of people are waiting for you to return.”

We both get out of the car and walk toward the apartment. “This is it,” I say once we reach my door.

“Looks like it,” he chuckles. Nate snakes his arm around my waist and draws me in. He pauses just before my lips, but kisses me deeply.

My legs turn to jelly and everything around me starts to fade away. I fall into the kiss with everything I have, wishing it will never end. Sadly, we eventually part. The looks we give each other make it appear like we'll never see each other again, even though we'll meet tomorrow morning.

“I guess I'll see you at work tomorrow.”

“Or hear me out here, we could just spend another day at my house. What's one more day going to hurt?”

I open my mouth to protest, but the wrong words come out. “Yes, let's go.”

Nate scoops me up from the porch in a flash. I'm in his car before I even realize it, and he wastes no time speeding away.