“Yesss,” she admitted on a gasp. “God, yes!”
“Say my name,” he instructed softly.
“Nolan,” she practically groaned, pushing against the digit buried in her ass. It was so sensually erotic to be impaled in such a personal place and Nolan made it so addictively pleasurable that she didn’t know how long she’d last. “I need your cock, Nolan. Please, please, please!”
“So pretty when you beg,” Nolan said, his voice warming with approval. Fresh arousal stabbed her as he withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his cock. He began the slow push and she opened for him, eager to feel him penetrate her completely. “Tell me your fantasies, love,” he said with a grunt of pleasure as he seated himself more fully inside her. She groaned, unable to form words as the sensation of being utterly impaled swamped her ability to think clearly. “Tell me how you dreamed of my cock…”
“Every night,” she gasped, arching deeply to accommodate Nolan’s length. “I fantasized about you fucking me, like this, just like you did before. Ohhh, Nolan!” His thrusts became harder and her tightened, pearled nipples rubbed against the comforter, adding another layer of delicious sensation that nearly sent her tumbling over the edge. “Oh God, I can’t hold back!” she admitted, shocked by how quickly she’d reached the point of no return but Nolan didn’t mind, in fact, he seemed just as wild to crash into that wall as she was.
“That’s it, baby,” Nolan encouraged her, his grip tightening on her hips. “Cum for me, sweetheart!”
Ahhhh! And there it was, crashing down around her, clenching every muscle and sending her spinning into an even more powerful orgasm than the first, as she gasped like a fish out of water, desperate for air. Nolan followed seconds later, pumping his cream inside her with wild, jerking thrusts until he withdrew and collapsed beside her, his spent cock dripping onto his leg as he breathed heavily, his arm thrown over his eyes.
“Oh Jesus,” he breathed, placing his hand on his heart. “I think I’m about to have a heart attack. That was intense.”
She could only nod; she didn’t trust her voice at the moment. She rose on shaky legs to clean up, still dazed by the intensity of her orgasm. She returned with a washcloth for Nolan and smiling, gently wiped his cock clean. “That was…” she was at a loss for words.
“As good as your steak,” he finished with a grin and she laughed softly, climbing back to the bed. He curled his arm around her and pulled her close. Her eyes drifted shut and she fell into an immediate and almost drugged sleep. Her last thought before total oblivion was, she could get used to this…
Nolan knew the moment Shannon had fallen asleep. He lay there, holding Shannon against him, quietly reflecting how perfectly they fit together. He’d never truly believed that bullshit before until this moment. Shannon was unlike any woman he’d ever met and she was as intoxicating as any drug. His grip tightened on her and she sighed in her sleep, her fingers curling against his chest reflexively. If he could bottle a feeling, this was the one he’d pick.
Shannon and Aubrey deserved the best in life. As his gaze traveled the tiny master bedroom, he realized he’d buy Shannon the moon if she so desired but she didn’t want anything so ostentatious. She didn’t trust extreme wealth nor did she want it. The problem, could he scale down his standard of living without feeling as if he’d downgraded into total poverty? Did the money matter that much to him?
He thought of how Dillon had walked away from the money and had made his fortune on his own. He’d never admit this to Vince but Nolan admired his older brother Dillon more than anyone in the world. Dillon had been brave enough to take on the unknown. Nolan had clung to his privilege and wealth in exchange for his dignity and self-respect. Maybe that was why he’d tumbled into such debauchery with so little of a fight. Knowing right from wrong — at one time, he’d been able to make that distinction. He wanted to be a worthy father for Aubrey. Being a part-time dad didn’t appeal to him at all. Not anymore. He’d been stupid to think he could be a Disneyland Dad. He wanted to read to her every night and watch as she learned to navigate the world.
That meant he needed Shannon in his world, too.
He realized, he was okay with that — more than okay.
For the first time ever, he fell asleep with a woman in his arms — the woman of his dreams.
-10-
“Oh my God, it’s gorgeous!” CeCe exclaimed with girlish delight, clapping her hands over her mouth before more squeals escaped. She turned to Shannon, excitement in her eyes. “If you don’t want it, I’ll take it! This is way better than flowers!”