Chapter 4

• A week passed by, I was used to being around Nate and also got familiarized with the city. It was so different from New York but I loved it. It was Saturday and we were both chilling in the house.
• "How about a movie, Thompson?" Nate asked as he sat down on the couch next to me and placed an arm, lazily around my shoulders.
• "Stop annoying me, I'm trying to read," I replied, not taking my eyes off the book that I was currently reading. He snatched it from my hands and closed it without placing the bookmark, "God, you are such a jerk," I started to hit him on his arms. He pushed me against the couch and caught my hands, pinning it to both my sides.
• "Have some real fun, babe," he laughed and I noticed how adorable he looked. I kept staring at him and my gaze flicked to his lips. I badly wanted to kiss him. I felt his hot breath on my face and noticed his eyes fall to my chest. He quickly let go of me and sat back against the couch.
• "Ummm..you pick the movie," he mumbled, not meeting my gaze and I got up from the couch with a frown. I put on some random movie and joined him. Neither of us spoke a word and there was this awkward silence which was unusual.
• Oh god, did he find out that I wanted to kiss him?
• I moved forward from the couch and tried to focus on the movie but felt him staring at me from behind. Was he really looking at me or was I imagining things? He move closer to me and my breathe hitched at the close approaximity of our bodies. Oh god, there was so much sexual tension between us. Atleast I felt it. I just wanted to turn around and smash my lips to his but took a deep breath and concentrated on the movie. After some time, I felt his hand slightly brushing against my bare thighs as I was wearing just a pair of shorts.
• Holy fuck!
• I felt a tingling sensation between my legs and swallowed hard. I looked at him from the corner of my eyes to find his gaze fixed to the TV. I felt his hands slowly inch closer and closer towards my shorts. Sweet Jesus! Whatever he was trying to do, I was in no mood to stop him. I bit my lip, enjoying the feel of his hands and neither of us looked at each other. I was damn sure that we had crossed the line. The line was no longer visible to us. His hands was dangerously close to my core and I let out a shaky breath.
• "N-Nate," I whispered, not meeting his gaze.
• "Do you want me to stop?" he asked in a husky voice. It was like placing a dessert infront of someone and asking if they wanted it or not. Why the hell would I want him to stop? I shook my head slowly and that was all he needed. He grabbed my face, smashing his lips to mine.
• Holy cow! Nate was kissing me! Nate was freaking kissing ME!
• I was mentally screaming inside my head and held his arms as I felt my entire body melting against him. He pulled me closer, grabbing my thigh so that I was cradling his lap. He entered his tongue inside my mouth and we both fought for dominance. Nate wasn't my first kiss but I was still feeling insecure wondering if I was any good compared to him. I felt his hands dig into my waist and he tried to slip his other hand inside my shorts. We both pulled back and I remove his t-shirt, grazing my fingers against his perfect body. He touched my pussy against my panty which was soaked, making me jerk against his lap.
• "You are so wet," he whispered and I breathed heavily, not believing that this was actually happening.
• Dear Lord, if this was a dream, I would never forgive you.
• "I wanted to do this ever since I saw you that day at the airport," he groaned, placing me on the couch, capturing my lips again. I kissed him back, showing him all my love in that kiss.
• I wanted to do this forever, you idiot.
• He slid his fingers inside my panties, tracing the length of my wet pussy. Damn, it felt so fucking good. I arched my back as he placed wet kisses against my neck.
• "Nate," I moaned as he rubbed my throbbing clit while his other hands, squeezed my boobs.
• "Man, why didn't we do this earlier?" he spoke against my neck as I wrapped my legs around waist.
• "I know," I purred and felt his hard-on poking against my core. He inserted his one finger inside me and I moved my hips against his hands, wanting to feel more of him. God, this was so much better than I imagined.
• "You are so damn tight, Becca," he muttered and I gasped as his skilled fingers, fucked me mercilessly. I felt a strange sensation building within me and didn't want him to stop.
• "Oh god, Nate... please don't stop," I whimpered and he increased his pace. I suddenly felt my body explode and fell back against the couch, my vision going blank for a second. He removed his hands and I balanced my weight on my elbows, noticing him lick his fingers clean.
• Fuck, that was so hot.
• "You taste so good, come on now," he grabbed my hand and threw me over his shoulders. I laughed at his actions, loving every bit of this moment.
• "Where are we going?"
• "Shhh," he smacked my ass and threw me on his bed, making me gasp. He quickly removed his shorts, followed by his boxers and I saw him standing in front of me, in all his naked glory. I gulped at how huge he was. I was sure he wouldn't fit inside me. I mean, he knew I was a virgin but we were lost in the heat of the moment and I wasn't sure if he remembered it. He immediately wrapped a condom and removed my shorts swiftly.
• It all felt rushed and quick. Heck, it was nowhere near the slow lovemaking that I imagined but not everything was perfect. I was ready to give myself to him. I removed my shirt and he squeezed my boobs over my bra, making me moan in pleasure. I felt him enter and closed my eyes, trying to ignore the pain. Fuck, I just hoped this pain was all worth it. He slammed into me so hard, making me cry out loud.
• "God, you feel so fucking good," he grunted and breathed heavily against my neck. He slowly started to move his hips and I noticed the pain subside. It was soon replaced by pleasure I found myself enjoying it. He started riding me, increasing the pace and I held onto his neck, wrapping my legs around him.
• I still couldn't believe that we were in his bed. One second we were watching TV and then Bam! here we were. I had no idea what this meant for us but I knew Nate wouldn't hurt me. I pushed away my negative thoughts and tried to enjoy the moment. I felt another orgasm build up and dug my nails in his back.
• "Nate, faster," I cried out, shamelessly while he spread my legs wider and slammed into me with full force. I came all over his cock and he groaned, finding his release shortly. He fell back on his bed and we both tried to catch our breath.
• Now I get why there was a lot of hype about sex!
• I turned around to find him, pushing his hair back from his forehead. We were both covered in sweat and I smiled, looking at him fondly. Neither of us spoke a word and when I was about to open my mouth, I heard his phone go off. He lifted himself and took his phone from the bed stand.
• "Yeah,"
• "Alright, I'll be there," he cut the call bluntly, making me frown.
• "Uhh...I got to go, see you later, Becca," he grabbed his shorts and walked outside while I stared at his back in disbelief. No fucking way, he wouldn't do that to me. I wasn't one of his random flings.
• Or was I?