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I move against the pillows to get more comfortable. Nash climbs on the bed and settles in front of me. I bend my knees and put my feet flat on the mattress. He looks down at me like he’s about to devour me. I hope he does.

Dragging a finger along my balls, my dick twitches, precum spilling from the tip to land on my stomach.

He pours the lube into his hand, rubbing his fingers together to warm it before bringing them to my hole. I tense, but every part of me wants this—him inside me.

He massages me gently, before sliding a finger in. My hips lift, my lips parting on a moan as he slowly works his finger deeper. Then another. And another.

I want this man so bad that it isn’t even uncomfortable. It doesn’t hurt. I just want to feel him.

With his fingers, he fucks me slowly and deeply, loosening me for him. He doesn’t touch my dick once, but he stares at it,watching it twitch and bounce. His expression is intense, sexy in a way I can’t describe.

“Nash, please—”

“I’m coming, baby. Don’t worry.” He moves forward, pulling his fingers out and applying the condom before nudging his cockhead against me. He eases forward and pulls out. He does this over and over until he’s fully inside me.

He lays over me, holding himself up with his elbows as he kisses me and fucks me slowly. I hold on to him like I’ve never held on to anyone before. Nash somehow fucks me with so much emotion that it feels like more. It is more. Everything I’ve felt for this man spills over, and I feel it from him too.

This is big. Whatever this is between us, it’s huge. Special.

Nash kisses my lips, my cheeks, my neck. My fingers grip him as he moves in and out with firm, quick thrusts that have my dick leaking and my body hot.

“Nash—” His name comes out raspy, and I’m not even sure what I’m trying to say.

“I know,” he says. “I feel it, too.”

Tears burn my eyes but not for any reason I can think of. Everything is perfect. So I push them away and allow myself to feel everything good that’s happening. I let myself be in the moment, feel Nash on top of me, inside of me—I feel him everywhere.

Nash’s breathing changes, and I have a feeling he’s close.

“I want to come with you,” I say. “At the same time. Please—”

His hand finds my cock and he strokes me along with his thrusts.

“I’m going to come,” he warns. “You feel too good; I can’t help it.”

“Harder—” I grasp onto his forearm, digging my nails in.

He thrusts harder, squeezing my cock a little tighter.

A deep sound rumbles in his chest, and I feel his dick pulsing inside me. It sends me over the edge with him, just like I wanted.

We’re both panting, holding each other like we’ll never let go. We don’t move for a long time, with no words spoken. We don’t need them. We both know that something serious just changed between us. And there is no going back.

Chapter thirty-five

Nash

Carter holds my hand the entire drive to Heather’s house, which takes about forty-five minutes. She came a little distance to get Teddy, which makes this all the more important. Carter has been clingy all morning, and though I thought something like that would irritate me, it doesn’t. Not even close. I want more. Part of me wishes we didn’t have anything to do today so we could stay in bed all day, tangled up and naked. I think I’m addicted to him.

We find the house easily and pull up to the curb so I can park.

“This is a beautiful house,” Carter says as he looks over at it. It’s set further in the back than the others on the block. Plants and flowers hang on the porch by the front door with a rocking chair in the right corner. A large oak tree is in the front yard, providing a lot of shade that I bet is amazing in the summertime.

On the left side of the house, just at the end of the driveway, is a metal wheelchair ramp that must lead to the side door.

It’s just about two now, so we get out, passing a mini-van and a truck in the driveway. We head for the front door, but Heather comes out onto the ramp, wearing leggings and an over-sized pink sweater, and calls us over.

“Hi,” Carter says. “It’s so nice to see you. I can’t thank you enough for this.”