Manhattan Muse: A Contemporary Romance (12 page)

After dishes had been stowed in the dishwasher and the apartment had been aired out, I climbed onto
Nate’s lethargic body sprawled out on my couch. The tension had peaked after forking each other’s food into mouths. A lot can be said through actions, and I found that sitting in silence with Nate across from me was the best company I had ever had in my lifetime.

“You have to learn to slow down,” I said, still chipper as I chewed on the mint garnish from our dessert.

“I can’t when everything is so good,” Nate said. He promptly sat up and planted a kiss inside the crook of my neck. Feeling me crumble on top of him, he let out a soft moan. “I think I found your sweet spot.”

“No,” I whined. I couldn’t help but flirt. My insides were churning with desire. I was vulnerable, confused, confident, and scared all in one. I just wanted someone to treat all of my symptoms in one high dosage, and
Nate’s love was the only medicine that was strong enough to do that.

It trickled through my nervous system, plummeted through my veins, and brought tingling sensations to all the right places. Pressing my groin into his, I pushed him back down on the couch and gave him the kiss he had waited three hours for. I wanted to reward him for his courage, his strength, and his restraint even in the hardest of circumstances I had put him through.

“I don’t deserve you,” Nate said, looking at me in awe. In his eyes, I saw admiration. “All those things I said in the interviews make me look like the biggest liar, but I couldn’t be happier right now, in this moment.”

“You are the man every woman dreams of,” I said, as my hand gently grazed his chest once more.
“The one who never lies.”

My lips enveloped his in a passionate kiss, again and again.
After my tongue had explored every inch of his, I kissed my way down to a new growing length to explore. Peeling his shirt off of him, I was greeted by a mass of un-waxed chest hair of which I tossled in between my fingers. It was the color of sand and soft to my touch.

“I should have-”
Nate said, swallowing hard.

“I like it,” I said, looking into his eyes as I took his nipple in my mouth and gently tugged. I watched his eyelids flutter and felt a mass grow beneath me.

“You know,” Nate said nervously as I inched closer to where his body was begging me to go. “The lock on the door is still broken.”

I laughed somewhere along the edge of his pants. I watched as his stomach flexed and sunk in with each of my soft licks and kisses.

“Where’s your sense of adventure?” I said while unbuckling his belt.

“I don’t have a problem with adventure,”
Nate said confidently as he peered towards my balcony window. “I just don’t want to share you with Manhattan.”

Taking his hand in mine, I led him into my bedroom with a skip in my step.

“That’s fair,” I said sitting on the bed as he closed the door behind him. When he had made his way over to me, I slipped his pants off of him before he could push me back against the bed. “But I think they would be staring at you.”

I continued licking and kissing the areas I hadn’t covered after I had been interrupted, and felt
Nate’s anticipation grow with each press of his hips against my face. Placing my hands on the back of his thighs, I felt his muscles spasm as they tried to hold him up. I massaged his ass as I took one of his jewels in my mouth.

I heard his moan greet my ears and he didn’t stop with the generous sounds of appreciations when my tongue ran the length of his member before engulfing it inside my moist, enclosed lips. They looped back and forth, up and down, in even tugs as my tongue fluttered across every inch of its length. I slowed when I felt his body about to collapse in ecstasy, but finally let him have his moment of bliss after three close calls.

His warm seed slipped down my throat and he watched in pure admiration as I licked my lips. Grinning, I watched the animal come out in Nate as he tackled me into the sheets to have his way with me. It was as if we were on the same wavelength, because everything that followed was perfect and what I wanted – what I
needed
.

His lips tumbled down my neck in slow, even b
ites. They cascaded down my back and touched every vertebrae in my spine. His teeth peeled off my shirt and leggings, revealing my lacy thong hugging my hips and arching back.

Burly, strong hands crept up my sides to cup my breasts as his mouth explored my bottom. I felt his tongue swoop in the tender space below my wet opening, and it was then I crumbled in his supporting hands.

With one hand full of amble fingers, Nate teased around my erect nipple in continuous circles and light strokes to the underside of my left breast. The other hand was preoccupied at my hip. One finger ran the drag of my thong as a tongue pressed against my warmth.

I quivered as he did it again and again until his finger had met the place his mouth was caressing oh so well. I let out a gasp and it was then that I realized I had lost myself.

“Sshh, baby,” Nate whispered, his hot breath feeling divine against its new location. “Papa’s going to take care of you.”

I cooed as my legs gave out with another sweep of his tongue across my panties. Jutting out my ass, I arched my back so I could cup his chin behind me. I felt his finger run across my moist lips and we both sighed in pleasure. As he patted my pussy through my lace once more, I couldn’t take it anymore.
I let out a whine.

Flipping over, I looked
Nate in the eyes as he laid me down on my back and kissed me deeply. My hands cupped his face as his tongue plunged into my mouth. It found its way down to my breasts, and twirled perfect pirouettes around my roused members. Lifting one of my legs in the air, his hands trickled down its surface before his lips followed.

“Trust me,”
Nate said, looking down at my bald prize. “Because I’m going to take my time.”

After ten minutes of buildup, my lips finally met mine and it was then that my body agreed with his paced approach. Every stroke, lick, and kiss shot me through the roof and within minutes, I
orgasmed underneath him. Waves of heat ran the length of my convulsing body and I watched Nate grin before diving in to give me another.

Each time, he brought new moves to the table that sent me over the edge. It wasn’
t long before I was lying in a relaxing bliss running my fingers across the parts of his body that I could reach. My hand was gently coaxing his member in between its firm grip as we shared a few soft pecks. The mood of our love had changed. Instead of anxious, it was fearless and valiant. When he plunged inside of me, I felt whole, as one, in unison.

His name escaped my lips and I was quieted once again as my back was pressed against the wall. He thrust me inside his embrace, where I had always longed to be, and I crashed beneath him once again. The flex of his muscles to hold my weight made my orgasm that much better, and I screeched his name once more.

I felt his pumps become fuller, stronger, and deeper and it wasn’t long before his flood of ecstasy followed mine.

“Molly,”
Nate grunted, mid-thrust. “Ah, I love you so much.”

I cradled his head in my arms and kissed him with the little energy I had left.

“I love you too,” I said out of breath.

Laying us back on the bed, we held each other as we caught our breath and came back down to our homeostasis. Despite exploring each other’s bodies for the past three hours, our hands still couldn’t stop touching every speck of skin they could find.

“Your rump is amazing,” Nate said.

I followed shortly after with a laugh.

“That’s a compromise if I ever heard one,” I said.

Sitting up on the bed,
Nate propped himself up on one elbow and gazed into my eyes.

“I’m going to tell you something,”
Nate said. “And you have no say in the outcome.”

His voice was shaking which
begged me to sit up with him. Looking into his eyes confused, I swept my hand across his cheek and let it rest on his chest. A few agonizing moments passed before he spoke again.

“You are going to move in with me,”
Nate said, and with a smirk, he finished his sentence. “East’s whines are getting a little absurd.”

I play slapped him before lying back with him and indulging once more between his thighs.

“Only if I can use my cash towards rent,” I said pulling away. Caught in the throes of passion, Nate compiled much to my surprise. He then gave me a look that said he would do anything for me, which made me melt once more.

Waking up next to
Nate felt indescribable. My head had nested somewhere in between the divots of his chiseled chest during our slumber. I found it quite funny that, once again, Nate’s hand had rested on my rear the entire night as well. In a way, it felt like that was how he showed everyone he claimed me. As if when an intruder walked in, he would know I belonged to Nate.

That morning, we showered together and let the streams of water wash away our sins of last night. He told me I was beautiful, and I believed him. Even without the wig and the makeup, I felt like
gold when I was with him. He really did love me, and it showed in everything he did.

That’s why when my things were packed up within one week’s
time, I wasn’t worried about where I was going, what I was going to do, or how I was going to carry on leaving the memories of this great city behind. I needed a change of scenery to distance myself from who I was and who I had lost myself as, so that I could make way for who I had potential to be.

I didn’t tell anyone where I was going for fear of them telling Adam. Likewise, I ignored Adam’s calls, texts, mail, and packages that were being rerouted across the country. As I settled into our new apartment in West Hollywood, I let the old memories seep away. I let dancing
and aerobics run my days on autopilot and watched each one blur into the next happily.

As I helped whip figures back into shape befo
re their season premieres, I wore a smile on my face. I even asked people to make me audition for the roles of choreographer or fitness trainer so that it wasn’t just handed to me. For the first time in my life, I didn’t mind being a part of someone else’s life because I had never known it could make me so happy.

Some would say I gave up my life for a man I barely knew.
They’d be partially right. I had only known Nate for six months and I had uprooted my life and placed it in his hands. After shuffling the cards around and playing to our strengths, he meshed our lives into the perfect fold.

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