Chapter 164

KATE

I took a quick shower. The smaller cabin next to the house had glass doors and windows on all walls, except in the bathroom. There was only a sofa and a huge television furnishing the space.

Nathan had already set the table when I returned.

"I'll take a quick shower and be right back," he said before grabbing his things and leaving.

The shower didn't help me feel less excited. My whole body was craving him. The tension was increasing with each passing minute.

Dinner was almost torture. The pasta was delicious, but watching Nathan eat only worsened my state. How could someone be so sexy while eating?

He seemed a bit nervous, and I had no idea why, but the amount of wine he drank confirmed his nervousness.

When we finished, he went out to light the bonfire a little ahead of the house, close to the sea. It was dark, and I could only see him when he lit the fire. I could also see what I thought were chairs.

He walked back to get me and held my hand as we took the short path back, surrounded by low grass. The bonfire was at the center of a circle with stones on the ground, and the space was surrounded by grass. I could see some rocks further ahead before the vast sea stretched out on the horizon. I could hear the sound of the waves.

There were two chairs placed together in front of the bonfire, facing the sea. We sat down on them.

I held his hand over the wooden arm that connected the chairs and waited for him to speak.

A long minute passed before he started.

"I know I haven't been good to you this past week. So, I'm sorry. First for that, and second for staying silent every time. The truth is, I wasn't just angry about what happened with Niels. I was angry at you, but I was also angry at myself."
What did he mean? His eyes searched mine.

"I was a coward. I wanted to run away the first time I heard you say you loved me, and every time I heard you repeat it, I got even more terrified." He took a deep breath before continuing. "You shouldn't love me because I don't deserve you or this feeling that scares the hell out of me. Liking you scares the hell out of me. Feeling all this terrifies me."

He had been afraid all this time. Afraid of my love. Afraid of what he feels for me.

"But I've thought long enough to know that I couldn't live without it. I couldn't stay away from you, and I don't want to. You're the most important thing in my life. I'll never regret insisting so much on you. And even though I think I don't deserve your love, I decided to stay with you because I'm too selfish to let you go. I promise I'll try to be the best for you. And if I can't, I hope you'll forgive me one day."

I tried to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

"You are already the best. And all this fear is normal. Do you think I don't feel it too?" I stood up to embrace him, climbing onto his lap. "Thank you for talking to me. It means a lot to me."

Hearing him say that I was the most important thing in his life was scary and, at the same time, made my heart melt. I already knew Nathan well enough to understand how difficult it must have been for him to open up and say all these things to me.

"I'm sorry for everything," he said, hugging me tightly.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm so sorry."

"Let's forget all of this. It'll be alright," he said, holding my face with one hand and looking into my eyes. Then he bit his lower lip and slid his thumb over mine. "Now... I could fuck you right here... but you deserve more than my desperation."

"I don't mind." I advanced against his mouth, thrusting my tongue into it, urgently wanting to taste him.

He responded with the same fervor, his tongue dominating mine, competing to take more of each other. The desire made me move my hips against him, seeking something to satisfy the need between my legs. He moaned in response.

Rising, he carried me back to the cottage as he slipped my tongue around his neck, licking and sucking.

I ripped off his shirt as soon as we entered the house, and he did the same with my blouse. Lying on the sofa, he pressed his body against mine, his lips exploring my neck, biting and descending to my breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth while his hand slid under my shorts and panties. His fingers pressed my clit in slow circles, teasing me. I needed more.

"Please," I begged. "I need you inside me. Now."

He stood up and pulled me up as well.

"Let's do this in a more comfortable place for you. Go up."

"I'm fine."

He was worried about me when I just wanted him to fuck me hard everywhere.

"Go up," he ordered.

I climbed three steps and quickly turned my face to catch him looking at my butt. I laughed, and he slapped me.

"Go up."

I took off my shorts and panties as he climbed the stairs. I lay on the bed, watching him undress his pants. The sight of his perfect body completely naked was enough to make me more excited.

Kneeling on the mattress, he made me move back until I reached the wooden headboard.

Approaching, he kissed me slowly.

"Are you okay? We should take it slow."

His expression was tormented. He didn't want to go slow, but he thought I needed it.

"I'll be fine when you're inside me."

He spread my legs, positioning himself between them. My desire was so intense that I could feel butterflies devouring my stomach. Moving slowly, he penetrated me. The feeling of his body against mine again was insane.

Every inch he filled me with was agonizing and maddening. Holding my face between his hands, I watched as his eyes alternated their attention between our bodies. Between watching as he moved in and out of me and my face.

We were one, immersed in pleasure, united in the sensations we gave each other. I surrendered myself, letting go and enjoying the pleasure of his touch.

He was going deep, driving me crazy, making me moan and want more. I begged him to go faster, wrapping my legs around his hips.

"Don't do that, baby," he whispered.

"Please..." I pleaded, breathless.

"Oh, God..." he murmured in his deep voice before increasing the pace of his thrusts. "Oh, baby. I can't hold back anymore. This is so hard..." He raised his upper body enough to turn me over, putting me on all fours.

His lips kissed my back before he plunged into me again, with more fervor. Letting go of control, the force of his thrusts increased against my butt. He went faster and stronger, making me moan wildly and arch my back against his chest. "Fuck, this is so... Oh, yes!"

His moans made my skin tingle, and his deep voice was enough to make me even more excited. His face buried into my neck, his mouth sucking and licking desperately, making a trail up to my shoulder. His hand slid between my belly and the mattress, finding my clitoris and massaging it eagerly.

"Nathan..."

"Yes, baby. I'm here."

"Don't stop."

"I want to put my mouth on you... right here." He pressed my clit. "I need to."

"Don't stop, please," I pleaded, getting closer and closer. "Oh, God!"

My moans provoked him, making him fuck me harder. I screamed, feeling my body come closer and closer. His cock pressing that spot with each thrust is driving me crazy.

Nathan only stopped to turn my body again. He held my legs around his hips and gripped my nape, kissing me and entering me.

We were sweaty. The world disappeared, and it was just us wrapped in a torrid atmosphere, our skins sliding over each other.

"Kate..." he moaned, closing his eyes and increasing the rhythm, his hips moving sensually and wildly.

I couldn't take it anymore. My legs trembled, and my stomach was taken over by spasms. My body was so hot that I thought I was going to burst into flames.

My desire for relief made me anxious, mixing with the sensation of pleasure and driving me crazy. I lost control, digging my nails into his biceps and writhing under his body. His mouth covered mine wildly and wetly in response.

I saw his eyes close as he growled, thrusting hard—his last few thrusts before we both came. Overwhelmed by the climax and trembling, he kissed me with a mixture of pleasure and agony.

Pulling his panting and dazed face away, he whispered while looking into my eyes, "I love you, Kate."

Was I hearing things? Was the orgasm making me hallucinate? My heart was exploding in my chest.

"What?" I asked, confused and stunned. He smiled.

"I said I love you."

Okay, he did say it. A smile appeared on my face, and my chest tightened with happiness. I reached for his face with my hands, savoring it.

"That's what I thought... but I thought I was hearing things."

He closed his eyes, smiling.

"Okay. I deserved that."

We laughed before I pulled him into an intense kiss.

"I love you too..." I whispered. "So much."

He hugged me tightly.

We lay there for a while in silence. With my head on his chest, I savored the feeling of finally being home.