“Lie back,” he ordered softly.
I obeyed.
Nate towered over me, kissing a path from my lips down my stomach. It seemed his hands were memorizing my body. His tongue circled my belly button and I giggled softly. Warm fingers slid between my legs. His thumb lightly pressed on my clit and an electrical current ran up my body. His mouth followed, trailing a wet path from my belly button to my clit.
My hips bucked when his tongue slid across my core. A rush passed through me and my nipples hardened. Nate reached up and pinched one.
I moaned.
I cried.
I came as he continued to stroke my clit.
When my body returned from the abyss, I was greeted with a grinning Nate. “Hmm,” I moaned.
“I can do that all weekend if you like.”
“I like,” I teased.
Nate discarded the remainder of his clothes. His dick was rock hard when he slid down his boxers. “You’re beautiful,” he said as he climbed on top of me. My legs parted for him and he positioned himself at my entrance. “So fucking perfect.”
His head slid against my damp core and I opened for him. Nate’s thickness filled every inch of me. His lips pressed on my neck as he pushed farther into me, and I whimpered in pure ecstasy.
Nate moved slowly at first, and then picked up speed. Panting and moaning, we made love, our lips on each other’s bodies through it all. My toes curled as tingles crawled over my skin and we came together.
His heart hammered in his chest.
I was numb with bliss.
Heaven.
Nathaniel
I’d been a fool for so many years.
What Brie and I shared was indescribable. It wasn’t a feeling. It was knowing, with certainty, that a love like ours was impossible to live without. Being with her was living. I didn’t know back then what I would miss out on.
She was married to my brother. But I didn’t care. She was mine. And I was hers.
A light snore escaped Brielle’s nose, and I fought the urge to touch her. “Hmm . . .” she moaned and slowly opened her eyes. “Are you watching me sleep?”
My fingers traced along her bare shoulders and down her spine. “I’m admiring you.”
Brielle chuckled and rolled her eyes. “You and your pick up lines.”
“It’s not a pick up line if it’s true.”
“It’s creepy to watch a person sleep.” She arched an eyebrow at me. “You’re not admiring, just being a creeper.”
I tickled her ribs and she squealed. “Still a creep?” I asked.
“No, no.” She laughed. “Not a creep.” With a wide smile, she sat up on the bed and covered her chest with the sheets. “What should we do today?”
Ignoring her question, I tugged on the sheet. Her full breasts greeted me. My hand cupped one. “You’re the only thing I want to do,” I replied, my thumb circling around her beautiful light-pink nipple.
“We have to eat something.” She tried to slap my hand away, and I moved to the other one. “We can’t stay cooped up in a hotel room all day.”
“You’re right.” I pulled my gaze away from her nipples and up to her face. “Why don’t you go spend the morning with your mom? Have lunch with her and then we’ll meet up later.”
She cocked her head to the side. “What will you do while I’m gone?”
“A couple of my coworkers think I’m in my room with the stomach bug. I have to make some work calls, play into the whole violently sick thing.”
“Wait.” She crossed her arms. “Does Delaney still think you’re in Houston?”
My hand massaged the kink in my neck. “Yes.”
“What if she calls you? Or better yet, what if she wants to Facetime you?” Brielle covered her face with her palms.
“Hey.” I grasped her hands and kissed her palms. “Every hotel looks the same. She won’t know the difference. I promise she won’t suspect anything.”
Brielle shrugged. “Okay. I’m going to take a shower.” She threw her legs off the bed, and I followed. She stopped walking and looked back at me.
“What are you doing?”
“Going to take a shower,” I said and scooped her in my arms.
“Insatiable.” She shook her head.
“For you? Always.”
Chapter 34
Brielle
It was surreal to walk around and not be afraid to hold his hand. As we took a stroll through the center of town, a gentleman asked if he wanted to buy his wife a rose. Nate smiled and handed him the cash for the red flower. Joy was all I felt.
But I couldn't live in a bubble with Nate forever. It was only a matter of time before reality kicked in and knocked me off my pedestal.
I wasn’t his wife.