Page 68 of Imperfections Forbidden
“You can say you saw fireworks and stars on your twenty-fifth birthday.I’m that good.”
I nudge him in the ribs with my elbow.“Shut up.”
“I have something for you.”
“What?I hope it’s not another pair of sweatpants.”
He grins down at me.
“If it is, you can keep it.”I look at him skeptically.“What is it?”
“Something almost as beautiful as you.”His hand comes up from under the covers.He’s holding a red leather gift box with gold designs around the edges.
“Nick.”I look at the box.I don’t want to open it.I know whatever is inside, I’m going to love it.Tonight is only one night, it wouldn’t be right for me to keep it.“Nick—”
“Open it,” he says with a stern voice.
I bite down on the middle of my bottom lip.I know exactly where this is from.I know it’s over the top expensive.I put my hand on top of the box and look up at him.
“Go ahead,” he coaxes, kissing me on my temple, his hands lightly pressed against my stomach, his fingers gently moving against my skin.
I flip the lid and my mouth hangs open, my eyes glued to the glimmering shine I see in the box.It’s an aquamarine and diamond bracelet, with delicate dangling stars going all the way around it.I look at the clasp, and then bring it closer.It’s a C and an N, intertwined in a platinum setting.I’ve never seen anything like it before, and I’m stunned by its beauty.
He kisses my temple and pulls me closer.“Do you like it?”
I run my fingers around it.Is he kidding me, do I like it?“I love it.But I can’t accept it.It’s too much.”
“It’s yours.I can’t take it back.It’s one of a kind, like you—if you’re not wearing it, no one will.You’re not obligated to anything by accepting, it’s yours because I love you.”
I turn around and look at him.
“You’re going to hurt my feelings.Do you want to see a grown man cry?”He gives me the pouty lip, puppy dog face.
“Since you put it that way, I have to accept.”I bring his head down for a kiss.How can I resist those eyes and that face?They’re a killer combination, and I’m no fool.
“Will you put it on me please?”
He unfastens the CN clasp and puts it around my wrist.“Thank you.It’s beautiful.”I can’t believe I have to let this go, this man that I’ve always wanted.I don’t know if I will ever feel this way again with anyone else.We only have tonight, and I want it to last, without thoughts of the things between us ripping us apart, shut it all out.
I turn in his arms, sitting up, and wrap my arms around his neck and legs around his waist.I feel him rising up hard against me.I kiss the sides of his lips and he whispers across my lips, “I can’t see myself spending the rest of my life with anyone but you.If I have to wait ten, twenty years—a lifetime—it’s going to be you.”
Feeling him ease into me, my breath catches, loving the feel of him sliding in but knowing I’m playing a dangerous game.“Nick, I don’t think we should.”
He runs the tip of his nose against the side of my throat kissing the spot.“Why not?”
“We didn’t use anything before.”I’m hoping we get lucky a second time.
“I have a condom.”
He puts his hand on his dick, pulling out and rubbing it against me, between my folds, teasing me with my wetness.I bite down hard on the side of his neck, and he grabs his pants off the floor beside him, pulling out a foil packet and ripping it open with his teeth.
“Hold on, baby.”He rolls it on.My hands on his shoulders, he grabs me by the waist and pulls me down hard on his lap, impaling me.My yelp turns into a deep moan, feeling like I’m riding high and hard on a wave I never want to get off.He grabs my hair, pulling my head all the way back until I can hardly make a sound.Sinking his teeth into the swell at the top of my breasts, my hands go up his neck into his hair.
“I want to fuck you, Cat, can I fuck you?”
“Yes, yes,” I say, my voice hoarse to my own ears.“Fuck me, Nick, please fuck me.”Before I know it, he pins me to the floor, on my back, my hands above my head, and slams into me hard and fast.I hear myself scream, and it’s a scream deep in me from pleasure tinged with pain.He thrusts into me repeatedly, pushing himself and me to the breaking point.My body begins to quake, my insides clench tight, contracting hard around him as I tip over into a freefall of pleasure; all sound is gone, I can’t talk.I spiral back down from my high and see the moment he finds his release—our eyes meet, and he screams my name.All I can see is the man I love.
We fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms and I wonder, just before I drift off, where do we go from here?
