The Ferro Family (Secrets and Lies 6) - Page 12

I sit there for a moment with Nate between my legs. He’s leaning in, close to my face. There’s a pale white light shining through the windows from the streetlamp outside. It spills across his face and dusts his dark hair with patches of white. “I want you, but—”

That’s enough. Whatever self-restraint Nate had is gone. His mouth crushes against mine and I’m lost in a kiss so hot it makes the spot between my legs pulse. When he pulls away, I gasp for air and say his name softly. His lips are on my neck as his hands push my skirt past my hips. I hear his zipper and know there’s only the thin fabric of my panties between us. He pulls my bottom to the edge of the counter and then positions himself just below me.

Looking into my eyes, he growls, “Fuck me, Kerry.”

I gasp when I feel him push into me with no forewarning, no careful fingers. Suddenly he’s there, filling me, hard and hot. I dig my nails into his neck and bite my lip to keep quiet. His hips press against mine and I take him deeper as he palms my ass, crushing me to him. I spread my thighs wider and latch my ankles around his hips. He watches my eyes as he rocks into me, pushing in deep and then pulling out. The movement repeats and I can’t keep my eyes on him. My head tips back and my mouth opens into an O. My ponytail dangles down my back as I clutch his shoulders and rock with him.

Nate breathes hard against my ear, pressing his cheek to mine, as he takes me harder and faster. The rhythmic movements become frantic until I’m wound so tightly that I nearly shatter. I buck wildly against his hips as I find my release and then still.

Hanging onto his shoulders, I open my eyes. “You weren’t supposed to do that.”

Nate’s voice is rich and rumbles when he speaks. “No one tells me who I can fuck. If you want me, take me. If you don’t, then leave.”

That was a weird answer. I respond carefully. “It’s not that simple.”

“Yes, it is,” he’s watching my f

ace now. He’s still hard inside of me and presses his hips forward. I gasp and dig my nails into his shoulders. “Do you want this?” I nod slowly. “Say it, I need to hear you say it.”

“I want you, Nate. I just don’t want—”

He pulls away and I gasp with the sudden movement. He turns me around and commands, “Bend over.”

I hesitate. “Someone will find us here. Nate—”

“No one is here at midnight. Kerry, it’s just us.” He positions himself behind me and presses me down over the counter so my ass is right in front of him. “Tell me you want it.” He waits for me to say it, to agree with him before doing anything.

“Of course I want you. Nate, being with you is one of the best—” my words die in my mouth as he pushes into me. His thick shaft presses into my hot core and I gasp as I clutch the counter.

“Stop thinking. Let yourself feel and let go, Kerry.”

I lay there as he fucks me senseless. I like the feel of him inside me without the condom and get lost in the sensations. We move from the window to a desk, changing positions. Although it’s dark, I know he’s watching me with every thrust of his hips, devouring the look on my face. It’s incredibly sexy. I know he’s completely here now, with me. There’s nothing else in his mind, no one else breaks through. Not for either of us. I’m not comparing him to Matt anymore, or thinking about anything except how he makes me feel. Our bodies move together in silence until we’re both spent and completely satisfied.

I smooth my skirt, run my hands over my hair, then bend over to pick up the paintbrushes that splattered on the floor. I have the happy, heaviness of being so thoroughly satisfied. The lazy grin lines my lips as I lean back against the counter.

Nate zips up and then glances at his phone. After he shoves it into his back pocket, he glances at me. His voice is flat when he says, “See you Monday.”

I don’t know what I expected, but when he turns to leave my heart drops. He doesn’t offer to stay or even glance twice at me. I suppose this is what he felt like when he woke up alone last time.

I could linger back in the classroom and mope. I could act like it doesn’t hurt, and fake it next time I see him. I could plan to fuck him again and make sure I leave first next time—that plan sounds awesome—but I don’t want to wait. I rush after him, grabbing my bag, and following him down the hall.

“Hey,” I’m suddenly next to him matching his long stride. “You’re running off kind of quick.”

He glances at me as we head down the stairs. He stops on the landing and turns to me. “Me? You were practically packing up your paintbrushes before I zipped up. I can take a hint, Kerry.”

“What are you talking about? That wasn’t a hint.”

“Fine, call it whatever you want, but I get it. You just wanted a fuck and you don’t want to get caught. We did that. It’s over.” He’s cold and I don’t understand why.

“Nate,” I reach for his arm, but he shakes his head and rushes down the stairs.

He calls up to me without a glance in my direction. His feet hit the stairs in a quick rhythmic pattern, echoing in the darkness. “It’s fine. We both did exactly what we said we’d do.”

I lean over the banister and yell down at him. “Then why are you running away?”

He doesn’t stop. Nate pushes through the doors and is gone.

I feel sick and lean my back to the wall, and slump down to the floor. I gather my knees into my chest and sit there for a while, replaying this evening’s events. I don’t understand why he bolted, and thinking about it isn’t clarifying anything. What did I do wrong? Was this payback for bolting on him last week? Is he that petty? Or did I really hurt him by skipping out? I didn’t mean to, but that doesn’t seem to matter. The look in his eyes in the stairwell tonight wasn’t something I want to remember. It was cold and calculating, like Ferro’s soulless gaze.

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