Chapter 4

Four

S he shook her head to gain some semblance of control, then slowly eased herself out of his hold.

His dirty promise hung between them.

His grip tightened on her hips. Not painfully, but more of a possessive hold on her. The simple gesture woke her submissive side enough to scare—and thrill—her. Not that she wasn't interested in letting Nathan do everything she'd read about in the hot romance novels her cousin plied her with, but she couldn't mess this up.

Not this time.

This was it.

She felt it deep down in the part of her soul no one had ever touched before.

She looked over her shoulder again, this time catching his gaze. Lust mixed with delicious levels of danger flooded her body at the smoldering look he gave her.

His shaft pressed against her ass, a point he made with a rock of his hips. One more of those and she wouldn't be able to hold back. All caution—if she ever had any—would be out the window with a mess to follow come morning.

She was never big on teasing, but he needed a little of what he was dishing out. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans first and then her sweater she tugged and tossed until she stood before him in nothing but soaked red silk panties.

He tore off his shirt to reveal a muscled, gorgeously ripped body that had her mouth watering for a taste. The fly to his jeans was undone and with a small flick of her finger she could have his hot cock in her hands and then her mouth.

"Baby, you're my angel and my perfect sin in one."

An angel?

His angel.

Always his.

"No one else's. Never anyone else's," she agreed like a whispered prayer.

Just in case her guardian angel was listening.

She didn't want to take any chances.

Not with her heart.

Nor his.

Nathan's deep voice had her clit throbbing as if he'd stroked the bundle of nerves.

She turned and as if he read her mind. He came up behind her and teased the skin along her hip before his cock filled the seam between her ass cheeks.

He growled a sexy masculine grunt and inched the silk away from her skin as he slid his big hand between her thighs, spreading her open for him. She gasped as his finger caressed the crease of her ass before dipping to lightly tease over her asshole.

She whimpered or maybe it had been a groan when he slipped a finger between her pouty lips and pressed a finger into her tight opening. She didn't know, didn't care. All she could think about was him taking every part of her body.

She looked over her shoulder to find Nathan stroking his big erection and her pussy convulsed around his finger at the beautiful sight of his long, thick cock.

He began to finger her pussy slowly before he eased a second alongside the first, stretching her virgin hole.

"Does my dirty virgin like her ass being played with?" Rough and deep, she heard his words but couldn't manage anything beyond a shake of her head when she felt the fat head of his cock nudge her rear opening through the silk of her panties.

God, that felt so good, beyond what her mind could ever fathom in her fantasies, and so much of what she wanted.

Scarlet flushed her cheeks and her head fell forward to hide the blush his words caused, knowing she wouldn't deny him anything he wanted, especially if he wanted to fuck her there .

He chuckled, and she licked her lips at the thought of tasting the pre-cum that gathered on the tip of his dick.

"Not yet, baby. Turn around. I want your juices on my tongue first. Call me selfish but I want to hear you orgasm for me as I devour your sweet pussy."

Oh God, this was it. This was really happening. Her and Nathan.

She turned to face him as he released the weight of his full, heavy cock with a thick head. It swayed between them and she licked her lips, hungry. She dropped to her knees, gathered the thickness of his length in her hands and opened her lips.

"You want it, baby? Open wide. Take my cock deep in that red-hot mouth of yours."

She held no apology for her ferocious need to consume, lick and eat up his full length. For craving the taste of his sticky pre-cum on the tip of his stiff cock.

Nor did she have an excuse for being greedy like she could lose it at any second.

She deep-throated him like she'd done in her fantasies a dozen times and didn't stop until the fat head of his cock hit the back of her throat.

Pulled out until the tip perched on her lips.

And then swallowed his full length for a second helping.

No apology.

No trembling and waiting.

It was time to take what she wanted.

Fucking finally.

Maybe she was crazed for it, but the second the salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum hit her tongue she moaned around the head of his cock, stroking his length as she swallowed.

He groaned and pulled his huge cock from her lips before easing back in and fucking her mouth in a sticky wet rhythm.

His fingers curled along the back of her head and as she moved up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. Pleasure hummed through her body and she looked up the length of his body to land on his gaze, his cock filling her mouth.

He pulled out until the tip of his dick rested on her lower lip. "I'm going to cum in that hot mouth of yours, baby. Are you ready for that?" He rubbed his spit-slicked cock along her lips and she opened for him, his thick cock opening her mouth wide.

He moaned and pumped her mouth faster, harder, the sound of wetness filling the room. His eyes blazed with the same need she felt in every fiber of her body.

Her pulsing pussy could attest to the fact. When he looked at her that way, like she was the most beautiful woman on earth, her world was complete. Only he did that to her.

She reached between her legs and worked her clit in time with his thrusts.

"Oh God, you're so fucking hot. Keep touching yourself, baby."

His huge dick swelled in her mouth with the need to cum and she was bordering the edge of hitting her own orgasm. "Cum now, Willa. Cum for me and I'm going to fill your sweet, hot mouth with my seed. Swallow me, baby. Milk my cock and swallow me."

His fingers tightened in her hair and as if her body obeyed his command, her body convulsed with her pent-up need for release, filling her panties with sticky wet juices as his cock filled her mouth with his. She moaned around his dick as her orgasm rocked through her.

With his head tossed back, he shouted his release while rope after throbbing rope of hot seed washed the back of her throat. His hips pumping, she moaned deeply, swallowing fast and sucking every single drop of cum from his load, hungry to keep giving him the pleasure she'd been aching to for so long.

Both panted hard as he slipped away. She gazed up and froze from the intensity of Nathan's stare. Muscles glistened with sweat and shivered from their powerful release. But the strength of his gaze was what held her in place at his feet. A look only a Marine could give.

A smile warmed his face and he pointed at her before he crooked a finger her way. "Come here, baby," he said gruffly as he hauled her to her feet and planted her on the large kitchen table. The massive slab of wood was pushed up beneath a window and moonlight bathed his dark expression and beautiful body for only her to see.

Eyes devouring every inch of his body, he placed a large hand on her chest and pressed her until she rested on her elbows.

The sound of crumpled paper brought her attention around.

"What's this?" she asked.

Her stomach did another somersault.

Like skydiving with a two-ton boulder strapped to her ass, her stomach plunged to the ground and landed with a solid thud.

Two rumpled papers stuck to her arms as she tried to push up from her bent position.

The second her gaze landed on the signatures, she froze. She trembled, icy fingers gripped her heart and just like that, the heat of the moment iced over with dread.

An arctic cold seeped into every pore. She gasped for air, but her lungs didn't get the memo. Stars danced in her vision, blocking out the black and blue lettering.

Instantly Nathan pulled back from Willa, stuffing his dick back into his pants.

"Ah fuck!"

"Willa, sweetheart, look at me." She faintly heard his deep voice call to her over the thunder in her ears. Her heart raced, but for a very different reason now than only a second ago. He knew she was resigning? And, wow. Yeah, he knew she was leaving for California. So, what? Did he want to give her a goodbye fuck? And she'd fallen for it like a na?ve, foolish woman.

But one look at him and the fear that tore across his face told her that wasn't the case.

Still that didn't stop the harsh breaths or her vision clouding over with unshed tears.

"Calm down, sweetheart. I didn't mean for you to see those, but… ah, for fuck's sake." He backed up a step and raked a hand down his face. "You gotta understand, Willa. I'm not mad, baby. I understand more than you think why you would want to leave." He wound his arms around her, holding her tight against his large, warm chest.

Willa pulled out of his embrace but couldn't force herself to look in his eyes. He slipped a finger under her chin and lifted until her gaze locked with his.

"It's not like I jumped into my decision to leave on a whim, Nathan."

"I know, sweetheart. Like I said, I'm not mad. I'm hurt you didn't come to me, and pissed you signed on with that ass-hat Johnson all the way in California no less, but I'd never turn my back on you if that's what you want. Though I hope you'll give me a chance to prove why you should stay."

He feathered kisses across her forehead while his fingers trailed a seductive path down her back. Heat flushed her cheeks. She couldn't lie—her selfish side wanted more of the proof he talked about. Hot liquid slipped from her entrance to soak her panties more and her entire body trembled with anticipation of the promises he offered.

He pulled back, raised their joined hands to his lips and trailed his lips over her knuckles. "You wanting to leave Chicago and your job is my fault."

"You have to understand, Nathan. I couldn't take seeing you and wanting you so much my heart ached and not being able to have you. It was torture."

"I know, baby. I'm sorry."

She cupped his cheek. "I wanted you to be my first. To think I would one day watch you with someone else…" deep sigh shuddered through her and unwanted tears. "I couldn't do that and keep my sanity, so after your father passed I knew it was time to leave. I hope you understand it's because I loved—love—you too much."

"Oh, baby." He kissed her long and slow only pulling back far enough to look into her eyes. "I'm man enough to know when I fucked up. And when it comes to you and me, yeah, I screwed up royally. I should have told your brother to fuck off—lovingly of course—but fuck off all the same. But," He lifted her onto the dining table, their faces now level. "…this, right now, is not a mistake. I know I've kept my distance. I had a lot riding on my shoulders, now more so than ever. I guess I used the job for Uncle Sam as a wall to hide behind." He worked his jaw a couple of tics before continuing. He pushed between her parted thighs. "I know you don't understand and hell, I don't completely understand, but it boils down to a promise your brother had no right to saddle me with. A promise I think he'd take back if he knew how much I love you."

He was right. She didn't understand. Her vision clouded with disappointment. And tears. Damn it! She refused to cry. Willa blinked back the waterworks, tired of being weak with her emotions.

Wait. What did he say? Her mind threw on the brakes while her heart raced ahead full speed.

"Willa, everything changes." He grabbed the papers from her and tore them down the middle in one swift, loud rip.

And there went her heart.

"I found them by accident, but now I'm glad I did."

She nodded, focusing only on what he'd said about a promise and love.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, still trying to wrap her mind around what just happened.

"Are you not listening? I don't care about pieces of paper unless it's a marriage license with our names on it. I want to fuck you until you know my touch by memory and want only me. I want to fill your tight pussy with my seed until your belly swells with my baby. And then I want to do it again until this home overflows with happiness and love. As long as it's what you want… and believe me when I say that I won't stop until I've convinced you of my undying love."

He cupped her pussy through her soaked panties. "That makes you wetter, doesn't it, baby? You want my dick sliding into your pussy, my fingers teasing and pinching your nipples while my tongue claims your mouth."

She leaned back, hooked her thumbs in the band of her silk panties and slid them down the length of her legs. Thighs spread, she reached between her legs and parted her pouty lips.

He suddenly tensed and groaned as he watched her swirl a finger through her juices.

She pulled the corner of her lip between her teeth and bit down and crooked a finger. "Come here."

Her breath caught in her throat when he obeyed her command.

God, he was sexy as hell.

He moved slowly and with great control, his gaze alight with fiery lust.

Soft lips brushed the tender flesh of her belly and she quivered from the tender touch that was in such contrast with everything that defined the war-hardened man.

Slowly his kisses melted her heart, unraveling the nervous concern knotted in her chest.

He looked up at her through her parted legs.

Those eyes tugged at strings connected straight to her heart.

"This time, no brakes, baby. It's full throttle from here on out, and you're not leaving me tonight. And hopefully, if I'm lucky, tomorrow you'll let me convince you somehow to stay forever."

A forever with Nathan? She liked that.

Maybe, if he continued working her clit like it was his personal mission in life to make her the happiest woman on the planet, she would stay.

Then again, his heart of gold was good enough for her.