I can’t help but think about Mike, Nate, and Cain. Suddenly, I found myself staring at a photo of us standing outside a restaurant. A tear trickles down my cheek. They are the best part of me. My attention then shifts to the messages from Nate. I hesitate momentarily before my fingers begin to type, almost involuntarily. I ask him to come to Rae’s and send him the address. I can’t help but wonder what I am thinking and if it is the right thing to do.
As the clock ticks away, I suddenly hear a gentle knock at the front door. My heart races with anticipation as I quickly jump out of bed, still dressed in nothing but a loose-fitting t-shirt and panties. I rush towards the door. As I swing the door open, I am greeted by the sight of Nate, dressed in a green flannel shirt, a white t-shirt, and a pair of jeans. His appearance sends a warm flutter through my chest, and for a moment, I am lost in his gaze.
“You came?” I utter
“You texted,” he replies.
He steps inside the apartment and the door shuts behind him with a soft thud. We stand facing each other, our eyes locked in a silent conversation. He then steps forward and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. We say nothing, but the silence between us speaks volumes.
I hold him tightly, feeling the chill emanating from his body. “Why are you so cold?” I ask, concern lacing my voice.
He hushes me with a gentle shh and lifts my chin with his finger.
I look into his eyes, and before I can say anything else, he leans in and presses his lips against mine. The kiss is soft yet intense. I feel my worries melt away as I lose myself in the moment.
I lift his t-shirt and rest my hand on his abs, feeling the texture of his skin against my fingers.
“I’ve missed you so much, baby.”
I look at him as wave of emotions sweeps over me and my eyes tear up. Without a second thought, I lean in and kiss him again, feeling his lips pressing against mine. As we embrace, I wrap my arms tightly around his neck, savoring the feeling of being held by him once again.
Nate lifts me effortlessly and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. He gently carries me to the bedroom and places me down softly on the bed. We sit there in comfortable silence, feeling the warmth of each other’s presence without the need for words.
I feel his touch and he gently moves a strand of my hair behind my ear. A sweet smile spreads across my face as I gaze into his eyes. He takes my hand and brings it to his lips, planting a soft kiss on the back of my hand. Then, he leans in and starts kissing my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
Without a word, he tugs and pulls my oversized t-shirt off over my head. He tosses it carelessly to the ground as I sit there in just panties.
The sound of our breathing grows louder by the second, filling the space between us with a sense of anticipation. Our eyes meet and my pulse quickens as a rush of emotion washes over me.
In the heat of the moment, I lunge towards him with a sense of urgency and promptly take his flannel shirt and t-shirt off. He is already starting to unfasten his jeans.
I gaze upon his perfect body and his black tattoos adorning his skin. Among them, I spot the one featuring my lips on his chest and I can’t resist placing my hand on it.
Our faces are just inches apart, our chests rising and falling in unison with every breath we take. The sound of our heavy breathing fills the air and I can feel his warm breath on my lips.
I recline on the bed and he moves himself next to me, settling into a comfortable position.
My back is pressed up against his chest as we spoon. His head nestles into my neck. He pries my legs open and takes my panties off. I lift one leg to the side without hesitation as he starts rubbing my clit slowly.
He places his lips gently on my neck, his warm breath creating a sensual heat on my skin. His heavy breathing on my neck intensifies the moment, making it all the more passionate.
I shut my eyes as he gently runs his fingers over my clit, sending a wave of soothing sensations throughout my body. My lips part as a soft moan escapes, giving voice to the pleasure pulsing through me.
He slowly dips his fingers into my pussy, feeling my warmth. With a gentle motion, he moves his fingers around, pulsating them up and down.
I can’t help but notice my knee almost touching my head. He starts kissing my leg as his fingers move faster inside me.
A whimper escapes my lips as I surrender myself to him.
He comes to a halt and removes his fingers from my pussy, moving his body on top of mine. We are skin-to-skin. He places my hands above my head, lacing his fingers with mine. Securing our grip with his other hand, he gently rests it behind my ass.
His cock rubs against my pussy and I feel it twitch. He doesn’t need to position his cock into place. The tip is already at the entrance and my pussy accepts him.
He thrusts slowly, but deeply into me.
“Nate…” I breathe.
He fucks me slow and smooth. His movements are infused with a deep sense of passion. Despite the slow pace, there is undeniable energy in his movements.
His fingers constrict around mine, exerting a firm and unwavering hold.
Our breathing reverberates throughout the room, filling every corner with its loudness. It is hard to ignore and seems to echo endlessly, creating a sense of stillness that is only broken by the rhythmic inhales and exhales.
He is moving slowly and intimately and I can feel the passion building up between us. It’s incredibly mesmerizing and I’m loving every moment of it.
I wrap one leg over his back, drawing him closer to me as he continues to move within me with a mesmerizing precision.
“You’re going so deep,” I moan.
He breathes deep into my neck and kisses it. My eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans through his teeth.
Nate’s thrusts deepen, each one fueled by a surge of passion.
“I love you…” he says, out of breath, kissing my neck.
What did I just hear?
