This One Moment (Pushing Limits, #1)(39)

He positioned himself between my legs. I wrapped them around his hips and he slowly plunged inside me. My body stretched to accommodate his wide width. Those girls who’d written all the erotica about him on the fan sites turned out to have been right about a few details after all. Not that I planned to tell them.

“God, you’re so f*cking tight, Forget-Me-Not.” Nolan’s eyes flared with lust and desire. “So f*cking tight and hot. I’m not going to last much longer.”

That made two of us.

I expected him to begin pumping inside me. He didn’t, though. He lowered himself so his chest lightly touched mine and he kissed me long and hard.

Before he started moving inside me, I caught a flash of emotion in his eyes. It went further than lust and desire. What I saw in that moment was a reflection of what I felt for him: love.

But there wasn’t enough time to register what it meant. The slow burn inside me, which had ignited when he first touched me, flared out and consumed me.

I cried out his name. And the sound of my name falling from his lips was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.

Never until then had I loved my name more.





Chapter 23


Nolan


I could’ve easily stayed inside of Hailey all night. So it was with great reluctance that I pulled out of her and tossed the condom in the garbage. Outside, the wind howled, restless, the opposite of how I now felt.

But by the time I returned to the bed, Hailey was bailing on me.

Like hell if I’d let that happen.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tight. “Where do you think you’re going?” I murmured in her ear.

“My room.” The vulnerability in her eyes almost brought me to my knees, and I took her face in my hands.

“What if I don’t want you to go?” This was the first time I’d ever said that to a girl. With all the other girls I’d spent the last few years entertaining myself with, none had meant enough to me to want them to stay after we’d f*cked.

“All right,” she said hesitantly.

“Thank you.” I brushed my lips against hers, then led her back to bed.

She cuddled up to me, her head on my chest, listening to my satisfied heart. Listening to the heart that wondered how the hell I’d be able to leave her again.

Which was why I couldn’t say the three words sitting on the tip of my tongue. As much as I loved Hailey, and because I did love her, I couldn’t tell her the truth. I couldn’t ask her to come with me to L.A. I couldn’t introduce her to my world. I couldn’t expect her to put her life on hold and come on the road with me. Everything about my life would destroy all that made her special.

So, instead, I traced lazy circles on the soft skin of her lower back, hoping that deep down she would hear the words I couldn’t say.

After a few minutes, Hailey’s breathing evened out, and for a few seconds I allowed myself to believe this was my new permanent. That every night and every morning for the rest of my life, Hailey would fall asleep and wake up in my arms.

But while my brain knew this was all only temporary, I wasn’t so sure my heart was on the same page—or even in the same book.

Careful not to disturb Hailey, I moved from under her. She muttered in her sleep, then curled up under the covers. I grabbed my notebook from the nightstand. Using my cellphone to light the page, I scribbled down the lyrics that poured from my heart.

And like the last song I’d written since moving in with her, the words easily poured onto the page.





Chapter 24


Nolan


The first thing I noticed when I stirred from my sleep was the warm body pressed against me. The second thing I noticed (well, third after the raging hard-on) was Hailey’s scent.

I smiled and lightly kissed the naked shoulder peeking from under the covers. Hailey stirred, pressing her hot ass against my cock.

“Mornin’,” I murmured into her ear. I had no idea of the time, but judging from the sunlight streaming into the room, it had to be midmorning.

“Hmmm,” she replied, which I took to be a positive sign.

My hand shifted under the cover and brushed against her full breast. This time she sucked air in sharply. I cupped the warm flesh and traced circles around her nipple. This was met by a moan from Hailey and her body jerking back against me.

From the bedside table, my phone played Jared’s song. I ignored it and moved my hand down Hailey’s stomach to between her legs. I palmed her heated *, which was already aroused and waiting for my touch. “God, Hailey. You’re so f*cking ready for me.”

I interpreted her answering moan to be an agreement, then slipped a finger between her folds to tease her. My thumb brushed against her clit.

“Oh, God, Nolan,” she called out.

Jared’s song played again.

Again I ignored it.

With a little more pressure this time, I circled her clit, and I swear she was this close to coming.

The song played for the third time, and I was ready to hurl the damn phone against the wall.

“You should probably answer it.” Hailey shifted away from me, not giving me much choice.

I reached for my phone. “Hey, what’s up?” Lucky for him he couldn’t read my mind.

“Who the hell are you?”

At his near shout, I yanked the phone from my ear. “What are you talking about? You know who I am.”