5. Katie

CHAPTER 5

Katie

T his is a horrible idea.

But as the elevator doors open to Nolan’s floor, I know with 100 percent certainty that I won’t regret it.

Even when I’m sober in the morning, I won’t feel bad about it.

I’ve wanted Nolan from the minute I met him, but I denied my attraction because I didn’t want to make things weird afterward. I’m just drunk enough to make ignoring that consequence easier than normal.

With one tap of the plastic card, Nolan opens his hotel room door for me. His eyes track my every movement as I walk past him. Something has come over him in the last twenty minutes that I’m not prepared for.

He’s more intense than I ever imagined him to be. I thought Nolan would be silly and fun in bed. Right now, I feel a little like an antelope being tracked by a lion. He’s practically prowling toward me now that the door is shut. His eyes drag down my body, a caress all on their own if I’ve ever felt one.

Fucking hell, this man might just be the death of me .

“You look fucking deadly in that dress, little dove.”

My voice has dried up while my panties are as wet as the ocean. Why do Nolan’s nicknames affect me like this? There’s something about the way he says them that does it for me.

My stomach somersaults as Nolan moves closer to me. I’m starting to feel out of my depth here. I don’t know what to do with my hands. Sweat pools in my palms, so I wipe them on the fabric at my hips.

Then Nolan grabs my hands and puts them on his chest. “Work on my buttons, mama, while I commit this dress to memory. It’s not going to be on for much longer.”

“Jesus, Nolan.” I shiver. With shaking hands, I slip each button on his shirt out of its hole. He slides his jacket down his arms and tosses it onto the chair tucked under the desk against the wall.

When I get to his waistband, I pull his shirt out from his pants. Then I work the material off his arms. My gaze clashes with his, and I feel his stare all the way to my core. Not only is he looking at me with lust, but there’s a reverence in his eyes that takes my breath away.

My hands slide back up his arms and across his shoulders. I drop my gaze to follow my hands and suck in a gasp at the sight of Nolan’s chest. He has a huge lion tattoo on his left pec. Its mouth is open in a roar, and the mane looks like it’s blowing in the wind. His muscles bump under my fingers as I trace the lines and swirls of ink.

A shiver moves through Nolan, and his chest rumbles when my hands trace his abs. “Your hands on me feel better than my imagination could ever create.”

I look back up at him. A smirk is pulling at the corner of his mouth, which is full of male pride at my perusal of his body. “Turn around, little dove.”

I do as I’m told, moving my hair out of the way. His fingers gently glide from the nape of my neck and down my spine until he reaches the zipper of my dress. My nipples tighten when his thumb traces across each new inch of skin he bares.

Without anything holding it up anymore, the fabric of my dress flutters to the ground.

“Fuck,” Nolan whispers. He runs his finger under the band of my black G-string between my ass cheeks. He grips both sides and slides it down my legs. “I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” The words are said against my neck.

He presses kisses against my skin, nipping and licking his way across my shoulder. His hands squeeze my hips before they start to run across my skin. The calluses on his palms scratch my ribs and belly as he explores. When his thumbs graze the underside of my breasts, I arch into his hands. I need him to touch me more than I’ve ever needed anything before.

Nolan maneuvers me around so I’m facing him. Then he takes a step back to take in my body. For half a second, my self-confidence wavers. I’m a mother. My body does not look like other twenty-eight-year-olds. What if I don’t meet Nolan’s expectations?

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Nolan drops his hand to his cock and squeezes. “I think I could come in my pants right now if I stared at you long enough.”

I huff out a laugh. “Turnabout is fair play, big guy. It’s time you show me yours.”

He raises an eyebrow at me. His hands move to his belt, the metal clasp clinking as he pulls the end through the buckle. Then he does something with his hands, and his belt slithers through his belt loops with a pop. My body clenches.

That shouldn’t have been as hot as it was.

Before I can keep up, Nolan is dropping his pants and underwear. He wraps a hand around his full cock, only further emphasizing how thick and veiny he is. I suddenly have the desire to drop to my knees for him. I just want to know what he tastes like.

Black ink snags my attention, and I groan. “You have a thigh tattoo, too? Jesus Christ, I never stood a chance.” A mountain scene wraps around his right leg. It’s lightly dusted with hair, but I can see every detail.

Nolan drops his head back with a laugh. “Come here. I need to kiss you.”

I take a step at the same time he does. We come together, our lips seeking each other out. I’m a few inches shorter now that I’ve kicked off my heels, so Nolan has to stoop a little to reach me. He pushes us back toward the king bed, coming down on top of me when my knees get taken out by the edge.

I gasp when Nolan wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me up to the middle of the bed. He did that as if I weighed no more than a toddler. Holy shit. His lips continue to devour me as he presses his thigh against my pussy. I whimper at the pressure. It’s not even close to enough, yet I still roll my hips in the hopes that he’ll give me more.

Nolan kisses down my neck, his hand sliding down my waist and toward the juncture where my thigh meets my torso. He moves down my body, his lips exploring every inch of my skin as he goes.

A squeeze around my thigh has me spreading my legs indecently wide. Nolan’s thumb swipes up my slit at the same time that he pulls my nipple into his mouth. I practically levitate off the bed at the sensation.

“Holy shit, Nolan!” I slap my hand over my mouth at my shout.

Nolan takes his hand away from my body and wraps it around my wrist to pull my hand away. “I want to hear every single noise you make. Do you understand me, mama?”

I nod my head at the seriousness in his eyes. How often am I allowed to be as loud as I want without having to worry about little ears hearing me? Granted, I never bring men around Cody, so it’s not too hard to keep my sounds to myself when I’m using one of my toys.

Nolan drops his hand back to my pussy, slicking his fingers up before circling my clit. His mouth continues to explore my body, and I sink into the feeling of being worshiped. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the touch of a man, and this one has already taken better care of me than the last one I spent my time with.

My eyes fly open when Nolan’s mouth begins to devour my pussy. “Nolan! Oh, fuck.”

“That’s right, little dove. Say my name while I get my fill of you.”

I’m having a hard time reconciling the Nolan I knew before to the one that’s currently sending my body into the stratosphere. They are two very different people, and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about that.

Enjoy it and think about that shit later.

Nolan’s fingers spear into me, making my hips buck into his mouth. They curl up, rubbing a spot deep inside me that I’ve never felt before.

“Ohhhhh,” I groan. Something is happening inside my body, and I don’t know what to do. “Nolan,” I whimper.

“Let it happen, little dove. Give in to the feeling.”

He presses his thumb against my clit, and I explode around his fingers. Something sprays out of my body, and I gasp, my eyes wide. “What the fuck was that?” Please, for the love of God, tell me I didn’t just piss myself.

A deep chuckle makes me lift my head. “You just squirted. Fucking perfectly, if I might add.”

“That’s… What? Really?”

“Really.” Nolan drops his head and swipes his tongue from my ass to my clit.

“Jesus Christ.” I’m done. Take me out of the oven because I’m close to catching fire.

He leans up to rip open a condom I didn’t know he had and rolls it on. The display in front of me has my body vibrating. Nolan’s cast a spell over me tonight. I don’t feel like the same woman who got into that limo tonight. Coming back to the real world is going to suck.

Nolan wraps his hands around the back of my thighs. He presses my knees up and out, opening me completely to his view. My brain wants to think about how my body is all squished up in this position, but one look in his eyes tells me he’s not thinking about anything other than how much he wants me.

He presses the head of his cock to my pussy, sliding it up and down my slit. The noises the movement makes are obscene. “Just look at you, little dove. You’re magnificent. Everything I imagined and more.” Blue eyes crash with mine. “You ready, mama?”

My head bobbles like an idiot. “Yes. Yes, Nolan, please.”

“Fuck. The way you say my name.” He snaps his hips forward, pressing deep inside me with a quick thrust.

“Oh, my God!” I shout. I’ve never felt this fucking full. Ever.

Nolan groans above me. “So fucking good.”

He drops my legs and falls on top of me. Our chests slide together, his smooth skin rubbing my nipples in the best way. My legs stay wrapped around his hips as he starts to move inside me. With every roll of his body into mine, he grinds against my clit, pushing me toward a crest that is threatening to undo me.

It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I want all of this man. Everything he’s willing to give me, I’ll take. If that makes me selfish, then I don’t particularly care right now. I’ve never felt so cherished. No man has worshiped me the way Nolan has tonight.

His forehead presses against mine. The intensity of his gaze pulls me into his web, trapping me there until he’s ready to let me go. “Come on, little dove. Come for me. ”

“Nolan,” I whimper. He presses his weight onto one elbow and drops his other hand to press his thumb against my clit. The pressure sends me off like a rocket, my orgasm spreading through my body like wildfire.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Nolan rumbles above me. His hips drive forward at a relentless pace until he finally stills, his body shuttering with aftershocks.

I slide my palms down his back in soothing circles. Our pants are the only sound in the world as our heartbeats begin to slow.

Nolan drags his nose up my neck and pulls back just far enough to look me in the eye. His fingers run across my forehead, pushing the loose hair away from my face. “You’re more incredible than I could’ve ever imagined, little dove. Thank you for sharing yourself with me.”

I inhale a surprised breath. I’ve never seen Nolan this serious. His words are doing something to my insides that I can’t afford. I can’t see him as anything other than my best friend’s brother-in-law. That’s all he can ever be to me.

I don’t have the words to respond to his declaration, so I take the coward’s way out and kiss him instead.

He hums into my mouth. His fingers spread across the side of my head, and I bask in the moment of feeling surrounded by a man I know is capable of keeping me safe. When he pulls away, the moment is broken, and I do my best not to let my heart get into the middle of this moment. It’s just sex.

Nothing more.