Page 46 of Unwrapped

She stiffens when I lay both hands on her shoulders. When I do this, she will usually lean into my body and hold on to my forearms while I wrap my arms around her, but this time, she shrugs out of my touch and steps away from me, leaving me feeling small and empty.

“Just say what you have to say, Nick. If you came to end it, go ahead.” She turns around to face me. “But you’ll have to say it to my face.”

“I didn’t come here to end things, Miranda. How could you think that?” One more step closer, but she steps back.

“How can I think that?” she yells. “How do you think? You practically kicked me out of your house yesterday. You refused to hear me out and treated me like shit when all I did was come over with a solution.” She wipes at her nose and comes toward me, pushing at my chest. The first shove is unexpected, and I take a step back, but when she shoves me again, I grab her hands. “Don’t touch me. Don’t you touch me.” She tries to pull her hands away, but I pull her to me, slamming her body against my chest.

“I’m sorry,” I say against her temple. “I was an ass.” I pull away so I can look her in the eyes. “I was scared I was going to lose you, so I lashed out. I didn’t want to go through what I went through a year ago. Hell, what I feel for you doesn’t come close to anything I’ve ever felt before, and I couldn’t deal with the idea of you walking away.”

Her eyes softened when I first started speaking, but when I mentioned my last relationship, her eyes darken, and she yanks her hands from mine with a strength I didn’t know she possessed.

“I amnotPaige. You will not punish me for her sins, Nicholas Bain. I am Miranda!” She takes her index finger and points at herself, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I’m the one who loves you and wants nothing from you but your time! I’m the one who came to you the other day so we could talk like two rational adults. I’m not going to let you treat me like shit because of what someone else did to you. I’m sorry I hurt you, Nick, but the difference is, I never meant to.”

She turns her back to me, but not before I see the tears fall down her cheeks. I close the space between us and grab her elbow, turning her to face me. I pick her up and look around the small living room to find a door that’s cracked open. I go inside and find her bedroom. It’s a small space, with a low ceiling. The shades are drawn, and the bedsheets are rumpled. I sit down and put her on my lap. She tries to get up, but I hold on to her.

“I was an idiot, and when you walked out, I thought that was a sign of what’s to come. I thought you would choose your mother and end our relationship to protect her feelings. I lost my mind. I realize now how stupid that sounds.” I grab her face and turn her to look at me. “I’m sorry. I hate that I did this to you. I hate that you thought I came here to end things. I’m crazy in love with you, Miranda. I love you more than I thought it was ever possible to love another human being. Forgive me. Please.”

Her eyes search mine, and I let out the breath I was holding when she runs a hand through my hair.

“Well, you hurt me too. The way you treated me yesterday. I don’t ever want to feel like that again.”

“You never will. Not from me. I promise.”

She doesn’t say anything for several moments. She stares into my eyes as if they have the answers to her question, but I hold her stare.

“You big jerk,” she finally says as she puts her forehead against mine.

“Biggest fucking jerk. Can you forgive me?”

“Yes. Can you forgiveme? And next time we have a fight, can you talk to me instead of shutting me out?”

“I’ll forgive you for anything. And yes. I promise never to shut you out again.”

“I missed you like crazy. Where the hell did you go?” She lays her head on my shoulder and wraps her arms around me. Suddenly, everything is right with my world again.

“My mom has a dog, and I had to go get her. I stayed at her place. I got no sleep, the dog barked nonstop, and I thought about you all night.”

“Serves you right. All I did was think of you too.”

We’re silent as I hold her in my arms, bending down to kiss her forehead every few seconds. She exhales and strokes my hair. It’s as if she breathed life into my body. I twist her around so she can straddle me. The minute our eyes meet, I reach up and kiss her lips. She grinds on top of me, and I’m lost. I lie down, and she covers my body with hers.

“I need you, pretty girl. Feel what you do to me.” I take her hand and rest it on my hard cock at the same moment that I bite her bottom lip. “Let me make love to you.”

She pulls away from my mouth and lays her head on my shoulder. “I’m a mess, Nick. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m still in the same clothes as yesterday. I need to shower.”

“Yeah, but you’re my mess. Let me love you. Right now. I need you right now.”

I kiss her senseless, not giving her time to think as I slide to the middle of the bed and lay her on top of me. She’s just as eager as I am. She lifts my shirt from my pants, unbuttoning it with so much speed. The instant she’s done, I’m shrugging out of the shirt at the same time she pulls my t-shirt over my head.

She goes crazy on my naked chest, kissing, biting, and sucking the taut skin. We break apart only long enough to get rid of our clothes. Once we’re both naked, I cover her body with mine as I suck on the base of her neck.

She moans when I slide my hand between her legs and stroke her engorged clit. She’s so wet as I slide two fingers in her pussy.

“Ahh,” she says, throwing her head back into the pillow. “Now, Nick. I need you now. We can take our time later.”

She reaches down and grabs my dick and starts to stroke it, but I move her hand away, knowing I won’t be able to last for very long if she continues.

I push her legs apart and align myself at her entrance. I’m so lost in her softness, so far gone by the sounds of her moans and the feel of her soft skin, I don’t hear anything else. All I know and feel is her.

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