Page 73 of Evil Queen

Nikita

Nathan’s hands slid up my stomach and slipped under the base of my shirt. He didn’t pull it off, but instead, he continued up until his hands were cupped around my breasts. I let out a huff as his cool skin gave me goosebumps, and he smiled at my reaction. He looked so good in his suit that I almost didn’t want to take it off, but while his hands journeyed over my chest, mine dropped down to undo the button of his suit jacket. He pulled his arms out of the sleeves one by one so that he never truly had to stop touching me, but once I started to work on his button-up shirt, he broke contact with me so that he could strip it off. He shoved both the jacket and the button-up off the side of the bed and then placed me down on my back on the bed.

He anchored his hands on either side of my face and leaned down to kiss me. It was a soft peck at first, just enough to give me a taste of him, but then my arms slid up his chest and wrapped around his back, and he parted his lips slightly to let his tongue slide out. Mine entangled with his for a bit before he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth to nip it. He pulled away just enough to kiss me on my cheek and down my neck. Then his head dropped against my shoulder.

“Man, Nikki,” he huffed in my ear. “I love you so much.”

“I…” It got caught in my throat a little bit.

They were words I’d thought so many times before, but I’d never said them out loud. The past week had been so good, though, and after talking with Sicily and seeing Nathan worry about me over Cherri during the fight at prom, I realized how important it was to say. He meant so much more to me than even myself, and at that moment, I was overwhelmed with the need to be honest with him about how I felt.

“I love you too, Nathan,” I said.

He leaned on his forearms so that he could look down over me. “Really?”

The purity in his eyes was so heartwarming. “Of course, really.” I reached up and put a hand on his face. “I figured it out.”

He grinned. “You did?”

“Yeah.” I craned my head so that I could kiss him. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”

“No. Don’t apologize. Honestly, it gave me a lot of time to figure out who I really am and who I want to be. I still don’t think I have it totally figured out, but there is one thing I know for certain, and that’s how much I love you.”

“Me too,” I said. “Since I was a shut-down, abused little girl, you’ve always been by my side. It was painful to watch you with Cherri, but I held out hope that it would work itself out. I feel selfish, and I feel like I shouldn’t get to be so happy while other people are suffering, but I do get to be happy. I love you.”

It was all that needed to be said. Nathan smoothed his hands along my sides, nesting them into the bend of my waist. My body burned all over, most warmly where he touched. He bent over and kissed my stomach, and then when he slid his hands up, he pulled my shirt with it.

He laid a line of kisses up my stomach and along my sternum. He alternated between kissing me and licking me until I was little more than a puddle in his hands. His breath blew in warm puffs across my skin, leaving a feeling behind like a blazing iron had been dragged across it. I could feel my ears burning, and my legs trembled with anticipation as he worked.

It was usually around that time that I would try to lock some of myself away, tethering myself to some reality that eventually I’d have to give Nathan up. I’d try desperately to keep my feet on the ground while he was trying to drag me into the clouds.

This time, I let him pull.

Every time his lips pressed to a new spot on my skin, it felt like I was getting higher and higher. His mouth traveled further up until it pressed against the front clasp of my bra. He snapped it free and pulled my bra away, almost immediately closing his warm lips over one of my waiting breasts. His hands massaged while his mouth worked my sensitive nipple, and I let out a sigh of pleasure, writhing beneath him and anticipating what was yet to come. One of his legs kicked between mine to push forward and apply gentle pressure to my heat below. I found myself grinding against it as he switched from one breast to the other and back again.

Eventually, he sent one of his hands between us toward our legs. He undid the button of my pants and dove beneath them until he was able to rub over me through the fabric of my panties. A moan sang out of me, and Nathan took it as a sign of satisfaction and became rougher with his movements. He bit at my nipples, and the fingers between my legs pulled aside my underwear to poke directly at my sensitive spots.

“Nathan,” huffed out of me before I could stop it. “That feels good.”

He lifted his head from my breasts and looked directly into my eyes. His rubbing below grew faster. A finger sank inside of me while his thumb continued to flick my bud, and my mind started to simmer. My lips were held slightly open, with only my breathless moans coming out, and my vision blurred as an orgasm started small and then ricocheted all over my body. I lifted my back into the feeling of Nathan’s hand, but he held eye contact as he rubbed me through. I dropped back to the bed, trying to catch my breath.

Nathan stood from the bed and undid his pants. He continued to look down at me with a dark, starved expression that sent chills blanketing my body. He’d taken on a new alpha-aura that I’d never seen before but wasn’t unhappy to see. Kicking his pants off, he took his hard length into his hand and stroked it as he looked down at me with apparent admiration.

Nathan held out a hand, which I took, and he dragged me up to stand. He flipped me around so that he could push me against the bedroom door, and moments later, his hands were on my pants, pulling them down. He trailed kisses up my legs as he stood back up, then attached himself to me and buried his mouth against the crook of my neck. He used a hand to brace himself at my entrance, then slowly pushed into me.

Our moans matched in desire and desperation as he thrust in, and when he was settled inside, he stopped moving. “Shit.” He laughed against my shoulder. “I’m clearly going to have to figure out a way to deal with how good you feel.” He pulled almost all the way out and slid all the way back into me. His hands braced on my hips, and he said, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I replied.

In the wake of that, Nathan picked up the pace as he moved in and out of me. It took him no time at all to find the spot inside of me that made my brain fuzzy and fogged over. All I knew was Nathan’s closeness and the feeling of him stoking me, stirring me up, forcing my body to memorize and remember him. I loved him so much, and as the thoughts of all the times we had ahead of us flicked through my mind, I came again. It snuck up on me, but when it hit me, it was monumental and all-encompassing, causing me to scream out. One of Nathan’s muscular arms slammed against the wall next to me, tensing to survive the feeling of me spasming around him.

“You’re not helping,” he growled.

“Blame yourself.”

He pulled away from me, dropping out and leaving me desperate for more, but he grabbed my hand and turned me around. He pulled my head to him and mashed our lips together in a deep, passionate kiss. He sat down on the bed and pulled me down to straddle him, and I wasted no time in guiding him back into me. He was searing hot and slick as he went in, and I shuddered as he clasped his mouth over my breast to suck. I started to ride up and down with fervor, chasing more of the ecstasy I had found in freeing myself to enjoy him.

The way he flicked his tongue over my nipples and sucked with gentle firmness threatened to drag me over again. Nathan grew ever larger inside of me, and eventually, he released himself from my breast. With his hands digging into my hips, he pumped in a few more times. Another orgasm hit me, causing my entire lower body to shake, and Nathan repositioned to pull out of me just in time to release, shaking and moaning as he did so.

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