Page 34 of Natalie's Nighthawk

“Please,” she whispered. “I need …”

“What do you need, chickadee?”

You. I need you.”

He kissed her briefly on the lips before withdrawing. At her moan of displeasure, he assured her, “I need a condom.”

She opened her eyes in shock as if the idea of protection never occurred to her. “I’m on the pill,” she informed him.

He moaned. He’d never gone without a condom before. “Are you sure? I'm clean. We get tested all the time for the job. But I need to make sure this is what you want.” He needed to be absolutely sure. She nodded.

“Please,” she moaned, reaching for him. “I need you inside me. Now!” She didn’t need to ask him twice. In an instant, he lifted himself over her, his erection probing her moist folds. With one agonizingly slow thrust, he was deep inside. The sensation was all-consuming, and he was afraid he’d come right then. Her heat, her wetness … he felt it all; without a condom, he felteverything.

Fuck!She was incredibly tight. He gritted his teeth as he began to move. Slowly, Graham withdrew and thrust again, her inner muscles clenching while simultaneously stretching around him. She was so wet that he slid easily in and out.

“Incredible. My chickadee feels incredible,” he breathed. Graham watched her. Her head thrown back, revealing that long, delectable neck where he couldn’t resist placing his mouth. Her dark hair spread over the pale sheets, and her eyes were squeezed shut.

Plunging a hand into her hair, he tilted her head up, “Look at me, Natalie.” Her eyes flew open, and in them he saw everything he’d ever wanted. She gazed up at him, an enchanting mix of vulnerability and hunger in the green depths. Her expression was raw and loaded with unfiltered emotions, and desire – a heat so intense it threatened to burn his own icy orbs.

“I can feel every inch of you. Your heat surrounding my cock is intense.”

“Faster. Harder,” she moaned, spurring him on. He leaned in to capture her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue to match his movements. She was incredibly responsive as he moved within her.

“I need …” she groaned. “More. Please.” Reaching down between their bodies, Graham flicked her clit as he thrust harder. Once. Twice. Three times and Natalie shattered. Her orgasm all-consuming as she arched against him. He continued to pump into her as he rode her orgasm, her inner walls tightening around him until he was overcome by his own orgasm, her name bursting from his lips.

She held him tight, wrapping her legs around his hips as he emptied himself inside her.

Graham collapsed on her, breathing heavily. She ran her hand up and down his back as she held him to her breast as he attempted to calm his racing heart.

Nothing he’d experienced had prepared him for this, he felt as if he had been knocked over, everything flipped upside down.

Graham gathered her close, grounding himself with the feeling of her in his arms. He kissed the top of her head as she sighed. “Wow!” she whispered, as overwhelmed as he was. “I … wow!”

He chuckled. “I know,” was all his brain was capable of saying. They lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow until the chill in the room cooled their heated skin. Returning from the bedroom after freshening up, he found a naked Natalie peeking out the curtains. His heart leapt; he had just had her, yet he wanted her again already.

She was magnificent standing in the snowy glow entering through the curtains and highlighting her curves. “There are at least six inches out there.”

He looked past her to see for himself. “Doesn’t look like it’s going to slow down anytime soon.” He wrapped his arms around her and placed his chin on the top of her head as they watched the snow. If he could freeze time, this would be the moment. He wanted to hold on to this time forever. It was perfect. She leaned back into him, and he sighed.Shewas perfect. How could he, with all his internal darkness, measure up. He was suddenly seized with fear and doubt.

Natalie turned around in his arms to face him; she was so little standing in front of him. Smiling up at him, she whispered, “Do you know how perfect you are? How absolutely wonderful this moment is?”

“I have an inkling,” he winked down at her. The tenseness he had felt a moment ago dissolving upon seeing her smile. She placed her cheek against his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist, and he was content to just hold her.

She shivered as he breathed her in. “Cold?” he asked as he tightened his arms around her.

“Maybe a little.” He kissed her head, reluctant to release her. He didn’t want this interlude to end, didn’t want to leave.

“Let’s get under the covers.”

Her eyes widened. “You’ll stay?”

He tilted her chin up. “I’m not going anywhere,” he assured her. He steered her to the bed, and together they crawled under the covers. One arm under her head, the other wrapped around her stomach, they faced the window. He relished having her in his arms as he listened to her breathing while sleep claimed her, and the still falling snowflakes blanketed the world outside.

Chapter 12

Nataliewokethenextmorning, her body wonderfully sore. Graham was sitting on the edge of the bed, talking softly to someone on his cell. “I think you can handle things for one weekend without me.” Wait, did that mean he planned to spend the whole weekend with her? She hoped it did. “Come on, David, give me a break,” he continued pausing to listen to whatever David was saying on the other end. He ran his fingers through his hair, causing some of it to stand on end. “When have I ever asked for anything before? Fuck, give me a break!” He laughed then. “I’ll remember this the next time you ask for time off … I plead the fifth … no comment … I’m hanging up now.” And he did, placing his phone on the nightstand.

He turned towards Natalie, still smiling. “Siblings.”

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