“Kaelynn,” he whispered against my lips. “I don’t want to leave.”
I moaned, feeling his body against mine. I’d never in my life wanted a man like I wanted Nash. My body physically ached to be near him. To feel his skin against mine.
“You can . . . make it up . . . to me . . . tomorrow.”
My words were heavy and spoken between kisses. Nash picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. He arched himself into me, allowing me to feel how much he wanted me too. I returned the favor by pulling him in closer with my legs, letting him know he was most definitely hitting me in all the right spots.
“Damn it, we need to slow down.” he said, nipping at my lips, grinding his hard length between my thighs.
“Don’t. Stop!”
I sounded desperate, and I was. He was winding me up so tight that if he walked away now I wasn’t sure how I would make it until seeing him again.
“Fucking hell. Baby, what are you doing to me?”
“Nash, oh God. Oh . . .”
He pushed in harder, the friction of his jeans and hard dick was the perfect amount of pressure I needed. My fingers dug into his hair, gripping him and pulling his mouth to mine as my moans mixed with his. I came so hard and fast I swore I saw stars.
Both of us stilled when my body relaxed. I had never in my life let myself do that with a man. How desperate was I that I could orgasm from a man rubbing his hard-on over me. Dry-humping each other like we were teenagers.
I buried my face into his neck. “I’m so embarrassed.”
He held me tighte
r. “Why? That was fucking hot as hell.”
Smiling, I kept my face hidden. “That is not me . . . I mean . . . I don’t know what you are doing to me.”
Nash slowly set me down, his face bent down so that our eyes met. “Did I not just utter the same words to you only moments ago?”
My lips pressed together before I whispered, “You did.”
“I hope you know I wasn’t planning on, well, I didn’t think anything would happen between us. At least not tonight.”
He smiled and my already weak legs wobbled. “Let me rephrase that for you. I wasn’t planning on sleeping with you, but I sure as hell like hearing you come.”
My entire face heated and I looked away. Nash placed his finger on my chin, drawing my gaze back to his.
“There is nothing wrong with being attracted to each other. I want you, Kaelynn, but I also want to get to know you before we take that step. Just so you know, I’m a pretty creative man, so I’m sure I can come up with ways to make you come without actually being inside of you.”
I was positive my jaw had fallen to the ground.
“But what if I want you inside of me?”
The words came out before my brain could catch up. It was true; I wanted him. I wanted Nash’s hands all over me. I wanted him to do things to me that no man had ever done before.
I wanted him.
And in order to have him, he needed the truth.
“Nash, I . . .”
His phone started ringing with Blake’s ringtone again and we laughed.
“I’ve got to go. I’m sorry. I’ll call you later?”
For a moment, my mind started to panic. Nash had to be worked up, and he was headed to a bachelor party. What if he met someone there? Based on his call with that permitting floozy the other day on our way to Houston, he was obviously okay with one-night stands.