Page 87 of The Bartender's Baby

Wild.

Heat built low in my belly and spread through my body, my nipples taut and painful. I reflexively gripped my breasts, full and heavy in my hands, needing to rid them of the pressure. And suddenly, I was coming, panting and moaning, liquid bliss oozing over me.

It wasn’t until Nate hissed a low curse, dragging his tongue over my nipple, that I realized I was leaking.

“Oh my god!”

“No, no,” he rushed, pushing my shoulders back down, his hands cupping my breasts. “Let me.” He licked the milk off my skin then sucked at each of my nipples in turn.

“Oh my god,” I moaned, this time less embarrassed and more turned on, which made me feel… I didn’t know how it made me feel. A little bit of shame.

Although the way Nate stared at me with hunger blazing in his eyes, I couldn’t feelthatashamed.

He loved it.

I knew because he kept muttering it. “I fucking love you. Fucking love this. Anything your body does or wants, I love.” He pushed my breasts together, licking down the valley he created, squeezing out even more milk. “I’ll worship these tits.”

And he did. For I didn’t know how long.

Until he made me come again, my hips lifting off the bed.

“Please, Nate,” I begged, desperate and needy, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck me, please.Please.”

“Okay, princess, okay,” he said with a taunting laugh. “You don’t need to beg.”

“You love to hear me beg.”

He licked his tongue into my mouth, positioning himself at my entrance. “That’s right. I love to hear you say my name.”

With one swift movement, he was inside me. I inhaled sharply at the sudden fullness, the exquisite sensation of being joined with him in the most intimate way possible. He rolled us over so that I was on top, straddling him, allowing me to set the pace and rhythm. Giving me time to become familiar to him again.

“Ride me,” he ordered, clamping his hands on my ass cheeks, urging me to move. I swiveled my hips, each movement hitting exactly where I needed, stoking the fire rapidly growing within me, and he nodded, spurring me on with soft words.Yesandthat’s itandlook at you. His hands roamed my body, cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples, tracing the curve of my hips. His eyes never left mine, and in their depths, I saw a reflection of my own desire, my own vulnerability.

Tension coiled in my core, the promise of a climax within reach. Nate sensed it too. He reached between us, his fingers finding my clit, circling it, applying the exact right amount ofpressure. “Come for me, princess,” he said, voice ragged. “Let go.”

I did. The orgasm hit me like a wave, crashing over me, through me, leaving me shattered and whole all at once. Nate followed soon after, his body tensing beneath mine as he found his own release, his arms holding me tight against him.

As we lay there in the aftermath, our bodies still connected, I hoped he felt my love for him. I hoped he knew my heart belonged to him just as much as his belonged to me.

“Hey.” He jostled me, so I’d meet his gaze. When I did, his eyes searched my face, his lips parting like he was about to speak but never did.

I quirked my brow. “You okay?”

He closed his mouth, cleared his throat, and then kissed my head. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

I didn’t believe him, and I had a good guess at what he might have wanted, so I tried my best. “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, you know that?”

He traced his fingertips over my forehead and down my cheek to my lips like he was trying to learn the shape of my words as I said them. “You and George, you’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

That eased some of the tension in his face, and he offered me a satisfied smile, sinking his fingers into my hair, exhaling a noisy, sleepy breath. He closed his eyes, and I placed my fingers over his pulse, feeling the beat of his heart matching my own.

With Nate, I had found my home. And that was worth more than any words could express. I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of his skin, falling into an easy sleep.

TWENTY-SEVEN

TABBY

The opening of Tabby Cat was as stressful as any other leap off a tall building. Nate had been spending a lot of nights there, making sure everything ran as smoothly as possible.

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