Page 36 of Queen Rose

“Oh my God. Are they looking up here?” My leg drops from him, and I promptly freeze in place, gasping as I stare into his eyes.

“Who the hell cares? Your back is to them. But—” He gets this big, goofy grin on his face and waves out the window like a maniac before reaching over to the switch on the wall and flipping off the light. “There, princess. I doubt they can see more than shadows now, if they’re desperate enough to look.”

Swallowing, I nod. “Yeah, okay.” I’m totally turned on by the idea that they know what we’re doing up here but too embarrassed to admit it.

“You okay?” He braces both forearms above me on the window and leans in, his forehead touching mine, his bare chest grazing my sensitized nipples.

“Yeah.” I grab his shoulders and bring my mouth to his. I slick my tongue over his lower lip before I bite on it. “Kiss me, Nate.”

He chuckles. “Oh, I’m going to.” His tongue sweeps into my mouth on a groan before he eases back. “Just not where you’re expecting.” He gets on his knees in front of me and hooks one of my legs over his shoulder before yanking on the tie of my bikini bottom. As cool air hits my bare pussy, I shudder.

“Oh God, Nate,” I hiss as his tongue swipes leisurely through my folds, then alternately circles and flicks at my clit. My legs begin to tremble almost immediately. I thread my fingers into his hair, holding on as heat washes through me.

The view from here is nothing short of amazing. Nate eats me out like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted. Like he could never get enough. And, Jesus, he’s thorough. His talented tongue seems to be everywhere at once as he laps at my sex, then dips it inside me as far as he can go, fluttering it against my inner walls. I think I may pass out from the sheer ecstasy of it.

I glance over my shoulder, inhaling sharply. Yep. They’re all still within view.

“Right here, princess. Watch me. I’m gonna make you come. Gonna make you fly.” His pale-blue eyes connect with my brown ones, and I know he’s right. Because I’ve never felt anything better.

But then he slides two fingers inside me, and I’m immediately a goner, the orgasm crashing through me. I have no clue how long I shake and throb for, only that it’s Nate’s face between my legs when I do, his fingers inside me, his tongue licking me as I let go.

And the fact that he knew I needed the awareness of who was touching me makes my heart squeeze in my chest. He knows me at least that well. He knows me better than anyone does, better than anyone ever has.

From somewhere around my waist, the distinct sound of a throat clearing finally grabs my attention. Nate adjusts my swim bottom, tying up the side he’d pulled loose. I’m still staring at him, half out of my mind when he stands and tucks my breasts back into my top. He leans in, lightly touching his mouth to mine. “Are you ready for some hot tub fun now?”

I blink, swallowing, and it finally registers what he said. “Oh.” I glance down between us at the evidence of his arousal, then back into his eyes. “But what about you?”

“Time for that later. We’ve got all night, right?” He gives me a playful smirk, then has the audacity to boop my nose before he tugs me toward the door to the bedroom.

My mouth drops open, but then my lips stretch into a smile. “You’re cute. But yeah, I guess we do.” My gaze strays back to the window.

“Thinking about how they watched you? Wondering if they were still watching after I turned off the lights?”

“Sort of.” I bite my lip, trying to decide if Nate needs to know this tiny detail from the very beginning of our relationship.

His brow furrows, then he tips my face to his. “What is it?”

I wrinkle my nose. “So, do you remember the first day you saw me out on the balcony?”

He laughs. “Um, how could I forget?”

“Did you know that before I came out that I’d been watching you from the window? I wasn’t sure if you could see me.”

“I knew someone was up there, yep. And then I knew who it was when you marched out there later, looking over your glorious empire.”

I wrinkle my nose and swat at him. “That’s what I get for being honest.”

“Princess, I don’t know why you wanted to harass me that day, but I’m sure glad you did.”

I tilt my head to the side as I stare into his eyes. “Isn’t it obvious?”

His brow raises, and he gives a slight head shake.

“I wanted you. Didn’t matter who you were or what you did. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Not from the minute I saw you on the side of the road.”

He growls, hauling me to him. “Don’t say shit like that or we’ll never leave the room.”

I shrug. “Would that be so bad?”

“No. But I also know how excited you were for us to hang out with your friends.” He wets his lip. “So, let’s go down there and have some fun. Then we can come back up here for some more.”

“Okay. One last thing.”

He cocks his head to the side, waiting on whatever I’m going to say.

“Is my face, like, really red? Because they already got an eyeful. I’m nervous to go down there now that they—”

“Now that they know I made you feel good? Princess, correct me if I’m wrong, but your friends seem like they have your best interests at heart. I’d like to think you know that’s what I was after just now.”

I know he’s right, but this is all so new to me. To be touched and have it feel good. Not leave me wanting to vomit or run to Xander for comfort. Nate doesn’t know that though, so I nod, and we head outside to see what other mischief our crew can get into tonight.

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