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‘Nat,’ he says again, but I just don’t want to hear it. I seriously don’t think my ego can take any more of a battering today. It’s already curled up in the fetal position, rocking in a corner somewhere.
‘It’s okay.’ I step off the porch into the pouring rain once more. ‘I just don’t want to ruin things between us. You’re the first person I’ve ever met that I feel like I can really be myself with, and I don’t want to lose that. I promise I won’t make things awkward again, so I’m just going to go and…’
He’s watching me intently, and as I babble, he steps closer to me, the rain making dark splotches on his t-shirt.
‘What are you doing?’ I frown. ‘It’s pissing down. You’re going to get drenched.’
‘Nat,’ he says slowly, eyes fixed on me. ‘Last night you were drunk.’
‘Yes, I know.’ I exhale loudly. ‘And I know it’s not an excuse, and I… what are you doing?’ I ask nervously as he steps further into my space until all I can smell is the heat in the air, overlaid with warm rain and a waft of coconut from Beck’s skin.
My heartbeat kicks up another notch, pounding so loudly I’m sure he can hear it over the sound of the storm as he closes the distance between us. His face hovers close, his lips a fraction of an inch above mine, and when he speaks, I can feel the small, warm puffs of breath against my mouth.
‘You’re not drunk now.’ His lip curves.
‘No,’ I whisper, swallowing hard. ‘No, I’m not.’
His hand lifts and wraps around the back of my neck, instantly sending a shiver down my spine and setting my belly dancing with nerves. He closes the distance between us, his lips pressing against mine soft and hot.
For a second, time seems to stand still, and everything sharpens into painful acuity. I feel the cool raindrops hitting my flushed skin, a shiver skittering down my spine, making my nipples pebble beneath my wet clothes, the hot, hard press of his body against me as he folds his arms around me and pulls me closer, his tongue skimming the seam of my lips.
Helpless to obey his unspoken demand, I open my mouth and tilt my head as he slants his lips over mine, the kiss firing every nerve in my body. His tongue plunges into my mouth, tangling with mine, and the heat of him blows through me like an inferno.
He grips my neck tighter, his fingers pulsing over the pressure points and sending chills rippling across my skin, a delicious contradiction to the heat warming my belly. His other hand tangles in my dark curls gripping gently as I hold onto his waist, pulling him closer on a low, deep moan.
The sound seems to ignite both of us, and from that moment on, I think we both lose our minds. It’s a frantic mating of mouths, lips, and tongues. He drags me up against him as he begins to step back, and I follow blindly not wanting to lose the connection. He roughly jerks me over the doorstep. I dimly register the slam of the front door, and then my back is pressed against it firmly as he pins me with his larger frame.
It’s like being consumed from the inside out. I feel his hands slip over my shoulders, sliding my wet hoodie down my arms and dropping it to the floor. He releases my mouth, and my head falls back against the door with a soft thud as he latches onto my neck, kissing a burning trail down to my tendon, where he nips and sucks as his hands snake underneath my t-shirt, those long smooth fingers gliding across my skin, making me shudder.
I grab his hips pulling him against me as he takes my swollen mouth again, taking the kiss deeper. I groan into his mouth as I feel his rock-hard cock grinding against mine, the friction a sweet pain as he rocks against me.
I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life. Even my hot and heavy fantasies can’t compare to glorious feeling of wild passion and freedom. There is no mistaking the fact that I’m making out hot and heavy with a man. I can feel his larger frame pinning me helplessly to the door, the rough scrape of his beard against my face and the pressure of his dick, hard and wanting, riding against me, and it feels perfect. This is what I needed, this is what has been missing from my life, and now that I’ve tasted it. I want more.
Suddenly there’s a loud banging on the door behind me, startling us both as we break apart, breathing heavily. For a second, neither of us move, Beck is staring down at my mouth, and I’ll bet it looks as red and swollen as his. His hair is a mess where I’ve run my hands through it and gripped hard, and he’s sporting a very obvious hard-on, which is tenting his sweatpants.
The loud knocking comes again, and Beck sucks in a deep breath, closing his eyes momentarily before reaching for the door and opening it tentatively.
Chapter Fourteen
Beck
Why is it mothers know exactly what you’re not supposed to be doing at the exact moment you’re not supposed to be doing it?
‘Oh, um… hi, Mum.’ I smile awkwardly, shifting my body behind the door so she can’t see the huge hard on Nat’s just gifted me with, which doesn’t look to be going down any time soon. Not with the taste of him still in my mouth and the scent of him on my skin.
‘Hello, love.’ Mum smiles warmly as she hands me two huge shopping bags.
‘What’s this?’ I try to take them without moving too far into her line of sight while Nat hides behind the door sniggering.
‘Leftovers from the roast yesterday and some groceries,’ she replies, completely oblivious to my current predicament. ‘I know how caught up you get when you’re working. I imagine there’s probably not a scrap of food in the house.’ She turns and picks up another two bags by her feet. ‘I’ll just pop these away in the kitchen.’
‘No!’ I burst out, startling her, as I grab the other two bags from her hooking them clumsily over my fingers and juggling all four bags, while trying not to let her see below my waist. Damn it, why won’t my dick give me a fucking break.
‘Um, you’re right, Mum,’ I say quickly. ‘I’m in the middle of a huge project, so I’ll just put these away myself and get back to work but thank you. I really appreciate it.’
‘Oh, well, if you’re sure then.’ Mum smiles. ‘I’ll just get going.’ She turns and heads down the path toward the now open gate. How the hell did she get that open? ‘Bye, baby.’ She blows me a kiss.
I nod and give a pained smile.