Page 19 of Somewhere Only We Know (Healing in Cincy #4)
JAX
COLLEGE, SUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEAR
I ’m putting away the last of my clean laundry when I hear a car door slam shut.
My heart leaps to my throat when I rush to the window seat at the top of the stairs and peek out the window to see Nate’s car out front.
Rushing down the stairs and out the front door, his bright smile greets me before I’m flying into his arms. My legs are around his waist and my face is buried in his neck soaking in the patchouli scent that always follows him around.
I feel my body relax for the first time in two weeks.
And to most, two weeks is nothing. But when you finally go from friends to more with the person who’s been by your side for the last three years, two weeks away is too long.
“Hi, Bee,” he says with his voice muffled.
“I missed you,” I tell him and swallow down the tears that decided to creep out.
“I missed you too.” We stay entwined on the street next to his car until Nate slowly bends and my legs loosen from around his waist before I drop down to the ground.
I back up as he grabs his bags out of the trunk and together we walk back into the house like an old married couple. It’s weird, as I say that, because most would run scared at that thought. But me? I’ve walked alongside Nate for three years and I don’t see that ending anytime soon.
My black lab Jersey greets Nate when we come back inside. Apart from me and my dog, it’s just been us since this morning.
I head back up the stairs with Nate trailing behind.
Walking back into my room, I finish putting away my clothes when he comes in and drops on my bed.
Once my bed is free from clothes, I join him and cuddle up next to his side.
We lay like this, like it’s the most natural thing in the world–his arm around my back and my leg thrown over his waist. Nate kisses the top of my head and I hold tighter to him.
“Where’s your parents? Your sister?”
“They’re on a group trip with some of their college friends. And Kamryn is…I actually don’t know. I haven’t talked to her much lately.”
When my parents found out the trip coincided with my birthday, they were a breath away from cancelling.
But with my insistence that they go and that I’ll have another birthday they can make it up to me with, they flew off late last night.
I can’t even tell you what’s going on with my sister and Liam.
One day they’re in love and the next they’re fighting.
I had hoped the best for them, but at this rate they’ll be lucky to get through this summer unscathed.
“And they left you alone before your birthday?” Nate asks, confused.
“It’s just a birthday. Plus, I knew you were coming back.” I say and snuggle further into him with lightness in my voice.
“You did, did you?” Nate asks and shocks me by tickling me .
The problem with being friends for so long is that he knows where all of my ticklish spots are and he hits all of them. I do my best to scoot away from him, but he pulls me back and sits on my legs.
“Okay, okay,” I breathe out through my laughter.
His hands position on my sides in warning before he’s resting them on the bed and leaning down into my space.
In the span of seconds, the air has changed and I’m more aware of the position we’re in than ever before.
I bring my hand up to his face and trace the angular features.
My thumb brushes along his full bottom lip.
“Welcome back.” I tell him before erasing the small inch of space between us and kissing him.
“Happy birthday, baby.” Nate says as he moves and settles between my legs.
His tongue licks at my bottom lip before he’s sucking it into this mouth.
I turn to jelly when he does that and my mouth parts on a whimper.
He takes advantage and plunges his tongue into my mouth.
I wrap a leg around his waist and revel in the feel of him pressing against my core.
My hands roam over his body and I pull him into me.
I tense in anticipation as his hands roam down my body.
Suddenly, he breaks the kiss and trails down my body.
Laving kisses on my neck and licking at my collarbone.
My breath comes in embarrassing pants as he slides his hands up my shirt.
Nate’s hands engulf my body as he places kisses on my stomach.
He follows where his hands are, kissing a trail up my torso and licking the underside of my breasts.
There’s something sensual about his head being covered by my shirt as he teases me.
My hands claw at the comforter as Nate sucks a nipple into his mouth. He teases the tip with his tongue, flicking and tugging until I’m squirming underneath him. His other hand plays with the other nipple, twisting and pinching.
“Oh, God,” I breathe out. I didn’t know it was possible to make someone come like this. I didn’t know my nipples were this sensitive.
Nate continues his ministrations until I’m quivering beneath him. He slowly releases me and kisses down my body and pops out from under my shirt with a smirk.
“That’s one,” he says and my eyebrows furrow.
“What…?”
“Do you remember what I told you?”
I try to think back to what he said months ago. But my brain is still three minutes behind and nothing is coming to the front. That is until Nate’s thumbs rub circles on thighs.
“Yes.” I tell him and hold his eye contact.
He bites back a smile and places a kiss on my t-shirt covered stomach. “For this to work, I need you to tell me what feels good.”
I nod my head. “Okay.”
Nate sits up on his knees and drags his hands to the waistband of my shorts. “May I?”
“Yes,” I say, even though I’m beyond nervous. Him touching me with his fingers was one thing. But using his mouth? That sends my nerves into overdrive.
Nate drags my shorts down and I lift my hips before they’re flying off my legs.
He falls forward and kisses me thoroughly before he’s sliding my shirt up.
Giving my body attention until he’s sliding back down the bed.
Nate places kisses on my inner thighs, sliding up until he’s moving to the other one. Driving me up and pulling me back.
“Nathan,” I groan.
“Yes, Bee?” the cheeky bastard asks.
“Stop teasing me. ”
“Okay.” He says and licks me from bottom to top.
I moan my approval as he teases me with small licks at my entrance and stiff licks against my clit. My hips swivel trying to chase the friction, something, anything that my body is craving.
“Spread your legs wider for me, baby.” Nate says before he’s diving in and making my hips lift off the bed. I feel his fingers enter me and his mouth plays with my clit. “What feels good?” he asks with the huskiest voice I’ve heard from him.
“That.” I choke out as he flicks my clit with his tongue. “Definitely that,” I whimper when he sucks it into his mouth. Mimicking the action of kissing me there. “Oh, God,” I say as he pushes his fingers inside me again. “That feels so good.”
“What else? Harder, faster, slower, softer?” He asks as he drops kisses on my thighs. “Less fingers, more fingers, tongue? You tell me, J.”
“I liked what you were doing,” I start.
“Liked?”
“Love what you were doing,” I tell him and my breath catches as he drops his mouth back to my pussy. “And another finger.” I say and gasp as he groans against me but adds a third finger and I feel deliciously full. “That. Oh, that feels so fucking good.”
“You feel so fucking good, Bee,” Nate praises.
He works my body and listens to my cues, licking and sucking, bringing my body closer and closer to the edge.
“Relax, baby,” Nate instructs. “Let me make you feel good.”
I blow out a breath and unclench my body. Nate begins to work my body like an instrument. Using his fingers and mouth to wrench my pleasure from me, my breathing comes in pants and my body coils ready to spring.
“Scream my name when you come, Bee.”
Nate curls his fingers and my body is weak to the motion.
I scream his name when I let go. His mouth stays fused to my pussy as my orgasm slams into me.
My hand falls to the back of his head as I rub myself against his mouth for the friction.
When my body falls from the high, I fall back onto the comforter and stare up at the ceiling boneless and breathless.
Nate places a kiss on top of my mound and crawls up my body.
“Thank you.” He says when he settles next to me and takes me into his arms.
“Shouldn’t I be thanking you?”
“No. Thank you for letting me be the first you experience this with.”
I place a kiss on his chest and lay back down. “The pleasure is all mine.”
We fall into a fit of giggles. What I thought would be awkward silence, Nate makes me more at ease with him in my half-nakedness than anyone ever could. And if our need for each other continues, then maybe he’ll stop planning and finally be my first.
That is if I don’t die from sexual frustration.