I pushed back onto his chest, rolling over so I was now straddling him, completely in control, or at least that’s what I was telling my foggy brain, but Nash was not having that. He rolled our bodies again, studying my face once more before he leaned down, brushing his lips against my neck, then to my jaw and then finally landed on my lips.
I felt his hands fumble around a few times, but eventually he worked my dress down my body and unsnapped my bra, cupping me in his hands. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this with you,” he whispered before leaning his head down to suck and bite at each of my nipples. His mouth stayed locked on me the entire time while he stripped the rest of my clothes off.
I felt him shift slightly as he pulled his shorts off while I kept my eyes squeezed shut the whole time. I had a feeling if I opened them, the whole room would be spinning. “So beautiful,” he whispered, and I leaned up to pull him back down, biting at his lip as I felt his bare skin meet mine.
He wedged my legs open, and his fingers slip inside, causing me to whimper at the contact. He thrusted in and out, as I arched up against his hand. I felt so close, but he pulled away before I could make it all the way. I heard the familiar sound of foil ripping before he was back over my body, kissing me roughly while he slowly pushed himself in.
He groaned against my lips as he touched his forehead to mine, and I breathed through the slight pinch of pain. After I felt him in all the way to a hilt, we found a steady rhythm together as I dug my fingers into his back, pulling him even closer. Our movements became erratic, our heavy breathing mixing together.
He pounded into me even harder with a growl, reaching a hand down between our bodies, and I fell apart shouting out his name, as I tried to catch my breath. Nash made it difficult to think as he continued to pump inside of me and then one last time before he shouted out my name.
“Everything I ever imagined,” he breathed against my neck as his hands twisted into my hair and we laid there together, our limbs wound around each other as we tried to catch our breath. The alcohol’s effects were quickly working on me, making my eyelids heavy with sleep before we drifted off, entwined with each other.
Chapter 26
The next morning when I woke up in Nash’s arms, I knew that I had made a mistake. Not necessarily a mistake at being with Nash, but I had pushed him into the physical part of our relationship far too soon. All because I had decided to go out and get wasted.
My old ways of filling a void were slowly creeping back into my life, only this time I was trying to fill the gap that Justin had left behind. Nash seemed so happy though, and I just didn’t want to ruin that, so I figured I would give things a little more time.
Nash and I spent a lot of time together, going on group dates, the movies, or out to eat by ourselves, but we didn’t have sex again. He didn’t push it, and I felt a little guilty, but I wanted to wait until the right time. Even though I didn’t know if that would ever come again. I felt more like one of his friends than a girlfriend whenever we were together.
“Hey, Nash, can you stop at Shorty’s? I was going to talk to Brian about possibly getting my job back when school starts up.” He looked at me sideways, but didn’t say anything and turned in that direction.
I rubbed my hands nervously against my shorts. I knew I needed a job once the school year started up so I could pay for utilities and school books and figured I would look at Shorty’s first. Sure, it would bring back lots of memories that I just wanted to go away, but at least Justin wouldn’t be there.
He had probably all ready graduated from the police academy and was most likely working as a cop by now. I secretly said a silent prayer for him every day even though I had never been religious. I really needed to just stop thinking about him. But I couldn’t.
Nash’s door popped open and I looked at him as I hopped out of the truck. “What? I thought we might as well grab some food while we’re here.”
“Uh-huh, more like you think I need protection or something. I’m a big girl, and I’m sure Justin’s not even here.” I bit my tongue as I swung the door open and instantly spotted his figure sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand.
My breath caught in my throat, all I really wanted to do was run over to him and feel his arms around me, but I pushed forward trying to ignore him as much as I could. But of course that couldn’t happen. “Della,” he called out in a surprised voice as I leaned against the counter, looking for Brian.
Nash stood closely beside me, glaring over the top of my head at Justin who stood up and moved down to where I was. “What are you doing here?” His eyebrows knitted together as he stared at me, and I saw his hand twitch like he wanted to reach out and touch me, like to see if I was really there. I was just about to do the same thing.