I framed her small face in my hands and brought her lips to mine. “I need to have you, Brie.”
She pulled away from my hold and trailed her fingers down my chest. Gently, she lifted the hem of my sweater and then tossed it over my head. I watched, amazed and rock hard as she did the same with her shirt, exposing her soft pink cotton bra.
Unable to keep my hands to myself, I wrapped them around her torso and brought my mouth to her chest. When we were together that night, we were drunk and sloppy. I didn't have the opportunity to savor her. Though having her in the back of my car wasn't the best scenario, any second with Brielle was worth it.
I kissed her fair skin and slipped my hands inside her bra. Her nipples pebbled at my touch. With as much patience as I could manage, I slid my tongue across her peachy skin. Brielle moaned and dug her nails into the back of my neck.
“Please, Nate,” she muttered. “I need you inside me.”
Biting on the tip of her nipple, I looked up at her. “And I need to taste you.”
“You can have all of me, but please don’t make me wait.”
“Fuck,” I growled. “Get in the back.”
Brielle pushed off my chest and climbed in the back seat. Discarding my shirt, I watched from the rearview mirror as she undid her pants. At that moment, I thanked God I'd bought a jeep and climbed back.
Brielle sat with her back to the door. Towering over her, I kissed her lips, her cheeks, and down her neck. The rain continued to pour as I made my way down her body. Her jeans were still damp when I tugged them off. She had the devil in her eyes. I kissed every inch of her body until I reached the hem of her panties. Her breathing grew labored as I discarded them. She was wet and ready for me.
I desperately needed to taste her. I didn't know when or if I’d ever have her again, and I wanted to make every second count. My gaze locked on hers, I slid my tongue over her clit and watched as her eyes rolled back in pleasure as I devoured her. Her moans guided me to exactly what she wanted.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered. “Please . . . don't . . . stop.” Her body quivered and I let my tongue ride the wave of her orgasm.
When she finally caught her breath, I pulled away and reached inside the glove compartment for a condom. Patiently, she waited as I slid it on and positioned myself at her entrance. Running my tongue across my lips, I tasted her on them.
A grin took over her face. She clasped her hands around my neck and brought my lips to hers. “I want to taste me on you,” she muttered against my lips.
I sank into her.
She cried out in ecstasy.
We fucked.
It was hard.
Deep.
And mindfuckingly good.
We were both panting for air when I finally came. My back stung from the marks of her fingernails, and she wore a content, sated expression on her beautiful features. We stayed in the back seat holding each other.
“I’m sorry,” I confessed.
“For?” She stopped tracing small circles over my chest and lifted her eyes to me.
“I didn't know you’d get soaked by the rain.”
“I'm not following.”
“I unplugged the battery of your car.”
“Nathaniel!” She smacked my chest.
I chuckled and grasped her hand. Kissing her palm, I explained everything. “I didn't know how to get you alone. You ignored me after Christmas, and when I found you in the library, you ran off. Then I noticed your name on the learning center sheet and I lied about biology so you would tutor me.”
“You son of a bitch.” She shook her head. Her lips puckered with amusement. “What else?”
“I made sure Julian's roommate didn't go home so you couldn't get a ride. Then I made sure Terry was late so I could convince you to get breakfast. I didn't know the rain would be this heavy. Plus, I thought you'd call me when you didn't have a ride.”
“So you weren’t worried about me spending the night at Julian's?”
I shifted my arm so I could run it up her back. “It crossed my mind. But if you didn't sleep with him while you two were dating, I figured you weren't doing it now.”
Brielle scoffed. “You have it all figured out, don’t you?”
I brushed her curls away from her face and lifted her chin. “To get a few hours alone with you where you're not pushing me away, I’d do anything.” I didn't wait for her to respond. Instead, I kissed her again until she begged for more
Chapter 15
Brielle
Lie.
Lie.
Lie again.
I lied to everyone and it gave me anxiety. But being with Nate wasn't something I was willing to give up. There was no escaping what I felt for him. The adrenaline that coursed through me when we were together was better than anything I had ever experienced. But like most thrill rides, it scared me to death.