Justice Falling (Falling #3)(64)
“Precious, I know why. I could gather that. Just know that you will never have to again. I forbid it. It is my job now to take care of you and Tanner. You will move in with me and you will never ever worry about money again.” I held her chin up and watched as her lips trembled, her body shaking, the shame powerfully visible in her gaze.
“You still want me?” she said so lightly I could barely hear her over the sound of the shower.
I tugged her against my naked body, her arms wrapped tightly around my back. She pulled so hard against me it was as if she could meld our bodies into one by sheer will alone.
“I’ve told you before. I’ll always want you. I’m hurt, upset, and angry over what took place tonight but I will heal. We will heal together.”
Chapter 16
My life was perfect. An uneventful two weeks had passed since Nate caught me stripping at Gems. In that time, he’d moved Tanner and me into his newly redecorated apartment.
London pushed through the huge changes to make the place more inviting and conducive to a family. It helped her timeline considerably and allowed her a couple of free weeks between clients, which Collier appreciated.
Nate and I decided when the time was right, we’d get a house, something perfect for our little family with the room for growth.
My job at Jensen Construction couldn’t be any better. I was officially a full-time salaried employee with my own medical benefits. I made quite a bit more money with the raise. Now that I was living with Nate, I had extra going to my school tuition.
He had London set up his-and-her desks in the office so that I could work on my studies in the evenings while he poured over his current caseload. It was almost frightening how easily everything fell into place.
Tanner was adjusting well and adored Nate. Nate was teaching him how to swim and included him in anything we discussed. Currently they were building a giant battle base out of Legos for the new army figures Nate had bought for him. Everything seemed heavenly.
I thought about how much my life had changed over the past five years. From foster child to single mother to stripping to working in an office in downtown New York City, to going back to school and now living with the man of my dreams. The man not only loved me, but loved my son. Life couldn’t be better.
“Hey, Precious, I’ve got something for you.” Nate padded into our den barefoot, wearing faded jeans and a V-neck white t-shirt that stretched delectably across his muscled chest. I licked my lips and looked my fill. He leaned a hip against the bookcase and crossed his arms over his chest. That didn’t help my instant desire at all. The t-shirt rode up on his biceps and the fabric expanded over his bulky biceps. “You keep looking at me like that and I’m going to have to do something about it.”
I grinned. “Whatever do you mean?” I answered coyly and twirled a lock of my hair. I leaned back in the high back leather chair and continued my appraisal. Nate was a feast for the eyes and looked incredible in a suit, but casual Nate was something special. From the tips of his bare toes, to his messy finger swept hair, he could make any woman swoon. He looked that good.
His gaze held mine as he presented me with the sexy smile I coveted. “Come here.” He set down a file on his desk and pulled at my hands. In one tug he had me wrapped in his arms, with his lips devouring mine. His tongue swept in and licked away all thoughts of schoolwork and pop quizzes and replaced it with lust and need.
The man was maddening. He could take me from zero to sixty in the time it took to blink. One of his hands slid down my back, sending shivers skittering along my pores as he palmed and pulled me closer by the seat of my ass. I felt the steely ridge of his hardening erection and my core clenched, tightening, ready for anything he would give.
Nate walked me back to the big double sided desk. With quick movements he had my yoga pants on the floor and my ass on the desk, legs spread wide. “Tan Man is in the bath. We have a little time.”
Vaguely I heard Tanner down the hall, splashing away in the bath. We never filled the water high enough that he could hurt himself and always kept an ear to the door. “Mmmm, then I better be quiet.” I yanked at the button and zipper of his jeans.
Nate pushed his jeans down. His thick cock sprung out, deliciously hard and moist at the tip. I wanted to taste his excitement but that would take a lot longer than we had and I needed him inside of me. His lips covered mine, our tongues danced to our own sensual rhythm while he nestled his cock right at my entrance. He pulled back, held my legs wide and rubbed the tip of his cock over my wetness.
“Love to watch when I take you, Precious. Going deep in your body, coming out slick with your arousal, f*cking Christ…nothing is better,” He moaned as we both watched him slowly press his thick cock inch by inch into me. The lips of my sex spread impossibly wide around his girth. Every time it felt and looked more beautiful than the last. When he was wedged so deep I swore I could feel him touching my heart. I shook with barely controlled desire. It happened more often when we were close like this, the emotions overwhelming me in their beauty.
“Oh, baby, I love how you feel me.” He gripped my ass. Nate instinctively knew what having us completely joined did to me. It was magical every time. He held me, buried deep, kissing my neck, hairline, chin until finally, his mouth landed on my lips. When he opened my pout with his tongue, he pulled out and thrust sharply. It stole my breath, forcing a weighted gasp that he swallowed into his own mouth on a growl. Nate slowly picked up the pace, pulling out, letting his hard shaft grate sweetly along every nerve inside me then plowing back home. Over and over he made quiet love to me, sucking down gasps and moans, preventing me from calling out like I usually did when we made love.