Page 76 of The Wrong Side Of Us

“I’m happy to be here. It’s been a pleasure seeing you grow up, Evelyn. Besides, your grandmother would have wanted this.”

Deb then hugged me, already welcoming me into the family as if we had just gotten married. It was obvious that to her I was already part of the family.

And I was.

This was the family I’d always wanted.

***

We barely made it past the door of our little home before Nathan crashed his lips onto mine, blindly locking behind us before he cornered me against the wall, his tongue parting my lips with no argument from me.

There was no denying him.

The hunger he had for me took over as he nipped at my lips, his hands roaming my body like they hadn’t for several days. I threw my head back as he placed open-mouthed kisses down my jaw and neck, devouring me like I was the only meal that could satiate him.

“Mmm, yes,” I moaned when his hand lowered to the shorts I wore.

Unexpectedly, Nathan lifted me up, his lips never leaving my skin as he carried me over towards our bedroom. He bypassed our bed, stumbling as he sat me down in the shower.

Good.

Kill two birds with one stone.

He wasted no time. Possessively, his lustful eyes followed my movements as I rid myself of my clothing, taking me in at my most vulnerable. Usually I would still get shy in front of him, except it had been too long.

I raised the t-shirt he wore, and he pulled it above his head in seconds, gripping my hips and turning me around, my hands landing against the cold tile as a sharp hiss left my lips.

The soft brush of his fingers as he lowered my panties made shivers erupt throughout my body, my legs parting instinctively as I felt him teasing me, giving me a taste of what I wanted but never giving it to me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing the nape of my neck, his tongue playing with my earlobe.

I barely registered the warm water falling on us already, his hand making me lose focus as it dipped between my legs. His finger slowly entered me while I bit down on my lip to keep me from crying out.

My body felt on fire.

He’d ignited it and was now refusing to put it out.

“Nathan, please just—”

I didn’t get a chance to say anything else. His fingers left me, and he thrust deep into me, my hands sliding down the tile wall as I gripped to anything to keep me from losing stability. He groaned behind me as he felt me clenching him, tightening around him after such a long time without him inside.

“I’m afraid I can’t be gentle now,” he rasped, slamming back into me, unable to help himself.

I moaned, letting him do with me as he pleased. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t gentle; I didn’t want gentle, not in that moment. I needed him in a fierce way, more than I could ever understand. I pushed back against him as he grasped my hips, meeting his desperate thrusts.

I can definitely do this for the rest of my life.

***

We laid in bed, wrapped in nothing but each other and the sheets. Nathan had his head over my belly as I held my hand up, admiring the ring on my finger. I grinned like an idiot, sure that Nathan couldn’t see me until he spoke up.

“Don’t your cheeks hurt? It looks like you’ve frozen,” he mumbled. He was tired; I could tell by the tone of his voice. I ran my fingers through his brown locks, messy from all the intense, post-engagement sex we were having. The shower had been of little use, considering we were now slightly sweaty. He didn’t seem to care, though, as he relaxed and placed a chaste kiss on my belly.

“I can’t help it, Maxwell. You make me a very happy woman,” I replied.

He raised his gaze, gray eyes meeting my own with a smile. “I’m a lucky man, Evie. I must have done something right in another life to deserve a woman like you.”

I hummed, my heart fluttering with the way he smiled up at me. How had we been so crazy to allow ourselves to be nearly torn apart over something so stupid?

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