Page 45 of The Wrong Side Of Us

Smirking, I walked up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You’re jealous,” I teased.

Nathan frowned, removing my arms from around his neck. “I’m going to bed.”

Men.

After eating a couple spoons full of ice cream, I followed behind Nathan into the room. He sat on the bed, scrolling through his phone, though I could tell he could care less about what he was looking at.

I began undressing, doing my best to suppress my laughter when he had to force his gaze to stay on the phone. I took advantage of the situation.

“What are you doing?” Nathan asked when I took the phone from his hands, placing it on the nightstand. I crawled on top of him, straddling him with my legs on each side of his body. His eyes fell to my bra-covered breasts before it went back to my eyes.

“Trying to prove to you that I don’t care about another man that isn’t you.” My lips traced his jawline while my hands ran down his chest. I smiled against his skin when I felt the muscles tensing.

“You’ve been the only man in my life,” I confessed.

I kissed my way down his chest, looking back at him teasingly. Still, his gaze was intense and dark…I was testing him, and I knew it. My lips parted as my tongue slid out, tasting his skin.

The last thread of control he held onto snapped as he flipped us over, making me bounce slightly off the bed. Nathan cut my laugh of amusement off when his mouth claimed my own with passion and ownership. I moaned, arching my back as he took complete control.

My remaining clothes were torn off without mercy as he ravished me. He sank into me with one swift thrust, and I cried out, throwing my head back. I panted, struggling to get air into my lungs while I accommodated to his size.

He gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him.

He was enjoying this.

“Test me now,” he dared, pinning my hands over my head as he began thrusting into me with wild abandon.

Just like that, I surrendered to him.

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“I should make you jealous more often,” I mumbled against the pillow.

Nathan chuckled, massaging the muscles of my lower back.

“Mm, that’s nice. You know what else would be nice?”

“Wild guess…ice cream,” he replied.

“You know me so well,” I whispered.

He placed a kiss on the nape of my neck, squeezing my ass. Sleepily, I ogled over my man as he stood and walked over to the kitchen, completely naked.

I sat up, closing my eyes and leaning my head back against the headboard.

“Here it is,” I heard Nathan say from the door.

For a while, we were quiet, eating the delicious snack in the middle of the night. There were still so many pending conversations, though. We couldn’t avoid them forever.

Nathan didn’t seem to want to talk about it, but I didn’t want to avoid the subject any longer. He’d gotten sex; he could be honest with me, couldn’t he?

“So…what’s the deal with Derek?”

Nathan stared at me for a moment before sighing. Clearly, he didn’t want to discuss the matter with me for now, but I couldn’t let the chance slip by.

“I knew him some years back with Hannah. They were friends.”

“Friends? I never heard of him.”

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