Page 48 of Catch Me If You Can

I prop my hand under my head and stare up at the ceiling as Caleb rolls on to his stomach, looking up at my face.

“Nathaniel…” he begins again.

I tilt my head to look at him. Dear god, his eyes are beautiful. And same thing goes for those messy strands of his, draped over his forehead. I have no clue where my hat on his head went but honestly, I don’t care. Seeing his hair getting rustled up like this looks immaculate. I love seeing him disheveled. I want to see him like this more often. My fingers twitch as I hold myself back from brushing his strands out of his eyes.

Actually…fuck it.

I reach down and softly guide back his hair on his temples like he likes to do all the time.

He closes his eyes and leans into my touch. “Stay in this room with me tomorrow,” he mutters softly.

“What?” I smile, still grooming my fingers through his soft hair. He lifts his hand out from under his chin and rests it on my chest.

“Let’s forget about the search for a little bit and just… hang out. You and me. Like old times.” His eyes drift open and connect with mine.

I bite my lower lip and study his face. “Will you order chicken fingers with me?” I smile.

A smile crosses his face as he shifts closer to me, leaning his chin on my chest this time and swinging his leg between mine.

A shudder goes through my body as soon as I realize we're both naked and his glorious dick is now resting on my hip.

“Fine. Chicken fingers, it is,” he huffs.

“In that case, abso-fucking-lutely,” I chuckle.

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I didn’t even realize I fell asleep, but I guess two back-to-back orgasms would do that to a person.

Can’t say I never had wild hookups before, but damn - that was on a whole other level.

If I’m being honest with myself…I’ve never come so hard before in my life. Honestly, I don’t think I’veeverfelt so connected with anyone else. And it’s not just because he’s a guy. I think…it has to be because it was withhim. Something about how controlling he is. Telling me he wanted to take care of me? That I was deserving of someone who cared? It was all so…new to me. It was just so… unexpected. But definitely not in a bad way.

I love the way he touches me. The way he combs his fingers through my hair. The way he listens to what I like and does it again and again.

Ugh, I almost groan again just thinking about it.

If today is anything like last night, it's going to be the best day ever. And we don’t even have to do anything sexual. As mind-blowing as last night was, I'm just having such a great time being with him. Having all of his attention on me without the hovering cloud of what I did to him years ago or what we came here to do sounds like heaven. Just me and him. All day.

I open my eyes to see the sun peeking through the curtains.

I look to my left and see Nathaniel’s back spread across the sheets. His arms are tucked under his pillow, underneath his head. His tan skin glistens against the white bed sheets. The sheets sit perfectly on his hips, right below his back dimples. He looks fucking delicious.

I look down at my own body. Yup, still naked... and still painfully hard.

I don’t think—after everything we did last night—that I’ll ever be soft around him again.

I wanted to talk about it last night, but it didn’t seem like he was really into having the conversation. I want to tell him how much I like what we did… but more than that, I want to tell him that I likehim.A-fucking-lot. It’s confusing, but… I feel like we wasted a lot of years over my dumb mistake. And if he feels even a sliver as to how I feel right now…what are we doing here?

If only I could wipe what I did away and get that time back. Would we have gotten here earlier? Where even are we? How does he even feel about all of this? Ugh! So many questions.

But clearly, he wants to keep things simple. I can do simple. Especially if that means getting to do what we did last night again. Maybe he’ll even let me kiss him.

Out of all the firsts I want to experience with him, it hurts that his first kiss was stolen from me. I was pissed then and I’m still pissed now.It should’ve been mine.

I turn onto my stomach and shuffle closer to him. Rubbing my thumbs up and down his spine, I hear a soft moan.

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