Serendipity (Inevitable) (40 page)

Then she cupped his face in her hands and lifted his head until their eyes met. Even in the darkened room he could see the shimmer of tears in her eyes, but she was smiling.

“Just so you know,” she whispered, “I’m not letting you go this time. You belong to me – only me – and its way past time for you to admit it.”

Nathan groaned and captured her lips in a long, thorough kiss. She wound her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as though she were afraid he’d disappear if she let go.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m so crazy in love with you, Julia. I’m just sorry it took me so long to come out and admit it.”

She squealed in delight, scrambling from beneath him to climb onto his chest and fling her arms around his torso. “Oh, God, I love you, too, Nathan. I never, ever, thought I’d hear you say those words to me.”

He pushed her damp, tangled hair from her cheek and kissed her forehead. “I think I fell a little in love with you that first time I saw you in New York. You had that sexy white dress on and some kind of purple shoes and you looked both cool and hot at the same time.” He frowned. “Does that even make sense?”

Julia giggled. “Oddly enough, yes. And those shoes aren’t purple. Those are my mauve Gucci’s. Now, speaking of clothes and shoes, is it okay for me to get undressed now?”

He grinned. “Yes. As long as I get to undress you.”

She slid onto her side facing away from him as he unzipped the little skirt and slid it down her legs. He unfastened her gold sandals, letting each one fall unheeded to the floor. Julia shivered as he ran his hands up the back of her thighs, cupping the bare, rounded cheeks of her ass.

“Guess I owe you a pair of underwear, huh?” he murmured in her ear. “Though that flimsy piece of fabric you were wearing doesn’t really qualify as underwear in my book.”

She groaned as he caressed the soft flesh of her buttocks. “It was La Perla, you horny bastard. That was $55 you tore off my body.”

Nathan shook his head in disbelief. “For that tiny thing? Baby, you got ripped off big time. But I’m more than happy to replace it. Just as long as I get to see you model it for me.”

She twisted her head around to steal a kiss. “Deal. Now, why don’t you finish undressing me? You’ve still got promises to keep, mister.”

He fumbled briefly with the back hooks of her top, and then made quick work in divesting her of it. She gasped as his hands slid around to cup her breasts, and his lips caressed her throat. “And what promises might those be, my sweet?”

Julia’s breath grew labored as he tweaked her nipples, and his tongue traced her ear. “You, ah, promised to – oh, God – fuck, spank and eat me. And – ah, that’s so good – you, ah, haven’t completed that list just yet.”

He flipped her over onto her back and loomed over her, sliding a hand over her quivering belly. “Well, far be it from me not to fulfill my promises. Though I really think you need another spanking, baby. You were a bad, bad girl tonight.”

She opened her legs as his fingers tickled her pubic hair. “Mmm, but I made all that up to you. If anything, I think I’ve earned another fucking.”

Nathan slipped two fingers deep inside her soaking wet slit. “But you’re so wet it’s going to take me a really long time to lick you dry. And then you’ll get all turned on again and get even wetter.”

Julia’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow as he added a third finger, plunging them in and out of her in a quickening rhythm. “I’m always wet for you, Nathan,” she said huskily. “Every time I’m near you all I can think about is your big cock fucking me hard and I get wet.”

“Jesus.” He kissed a path down between her heaving breasts to her navel. “You’re such a hot little thing, Julia. And every time I see you I get hard. Especially with those sexy dresses and high heels you wear. Do you dress that way just to tease me?”

She thrust her hips up at him as he nuzzled her pubic hair. “Just wanted to make sure you knew what you were missing, sweetie.”

He growled. “You
are
going to get another spanking just for that. But first.”

She threaded his hands in his hair, stopping him just as he was about to suck her clit. “Nathan, wait. I should wash first. I’m all sticky.”

“I don’t care. I want to see how you and I taste together. My cum and your juices. I’ll bet it’s delicious.”

“Ah, God,” she cried as his tongue stabbed inside her hot, wet core. Her flesh was already super-sensitized from the hard fucking he’d given her, and she quivered with each long, deliberate lick of his tongue. He licked the inside of her thighs, cleaning away the sticky traces of his semen, before nuzzling his face into the wet folds of her labia. He drew her already tender clit between his lips, sucking it hard, and she fell apart with another wrenching climax. But he was relentless, his tongue lapping at her again while her body still shook.

She slid her hands into his hair, tugging his head up. “No more,” she whispered. “It’s too much.”

He held her still by the hips. “One more. Let me make you come one more time, baby. Then I need to fuck you again. I feel like I could fuck you all night long. That’s how hard I am right now.”

She groaned and acquiesced as his head dropped between her legs again. This time he alternated between licking her and fucking her with his fingers, between sucking on her clit and circling it over and over with his thumb. She was so wet her juices were running down the inside of her thighs, and he couldn’t lick them up fast enough. When she came again, her body bucked up off the mattress, and the cries that escaped her throat were weak and almost plaintive.

But Nathan was relentless, too aroused and needy to let her recover, and he pulled and pushed her limp body until she was on all fours. Julia gasped as he plunged into her from behind, mounting her, and then fucking her savagely. He banded an arm around her torso, pulling her upright to intensify the angle of his deep thrusts, while he bit down on the tender flesh of her neck, marking her. Her breathing was labored, escaping from her throat in frantic little gasps, as though she couldn’t draw in enough air. His balls were so full and swollen they ached with the need for release, but it felt too good to be inside of her to stop. He’d never, ever, been this aroused, this excited, and knew that only Julia would ever be able to turn him on this way.

He felt her tight little cunt begin to convulse around his cock, squeezing him like a noose as she came, her head falling back helplessly against his shoulder. She was so wrung out she could only pant, no sound escaping her throat. Only then did he allow himself to come, and it felt like the longest, hardest orgasm of his life, his cock continuing to spurt out cum long after he’d figured he was sucked dry.

It took him for what seemed like forever to gradually start to recover, and when he did he instantly felt Julia shaking in his arms. He lowered her gently to the mattress before curling up next to her, wrapping her in his arms.

Clearly exhausted, she barely had the strength to press a sweet kiss to his mouth and whisper, “I love you, Nathan,” before nuzzling her face into his chest and falling fast asleep.

He realized belatedly that he, too, was completely spent, and only had time to pull the duvet up over them before joining her in a deep sleep.

Nathan woke slowly, reluctant to open his eyes, and felt a lazy, indescribable sense of contentment. It was already light outside, though a quick glance at an unfamiliar bedside clock showed it to be just past six a.m. Then he turned to face the warm, curvy little body snuggled up against him, and he smiled in utter joy.

He didn’t know how many times over the past eight months that he’d dreamed of this very moment – waking up again with Julia next to him in bed. He’d felt more than a little guilty after many of those dreams, especially when it had actually been Cameron next to him in bed. But this morning it was really Julia, the woman he now knew he was completely in love with, the one he was meant to be with.

The fact that he was still engaged to Cameron was one that weighed heavy on his mind, and he knew with a sense of dread he was going to have to deal with the situation very, very soon. But since he wasn’t about to break things off with her over the phone or via email, he was going to have to wait until at least tomorrow night to speak to her in person. Until then, he was going to try like hell not to think about what he had to do, and instead enjoy the rest of the weekend with Julia.

Feeling in urgent need of the bathroom, he slipped out of the big, comfy bed gingerly, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty. He snagged his dark blue briefs en route, for the bathroom was not en suite but just outside in the hallway. After taking care of his needs, he padded barefoot into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

He hadn’t had time – or cared very much – last night to even notice his surroundings. He’d been in far too much of a hurry to take Julia to bed and keep her there, and everything else had faded into insignificance. This morning, though, he took in the warm, charming décor of Julia’s living space, liking all of the color and the sophisticated but still homey touches. He recognized one of the paintings as a Benoit, and guessed that the framed photographs from various locales around the globe had been taken by Lauren.

Even the small, cozy kitchen was charming, with little touches like the bright yellow tea kettle, colorful assortment of hand painted ceramic coffee mugs, and a blue glass vase filled with cheerful yellow sunflowers. He instantly felt like he was at home, in a way he’d never done at Cameron’s ultra-modern condo or even at his own place that he’d decorated sparsely, with few personal touches.

Without warning, the front door to the flat opened, and Lauren strode in before he could escape back to the bedroom. He was glad he’d at least had the foresight to pull his underwear back on instead of facing Julia’s sister bareassed naked. He was doubly glad of this when he saw the knowing smirk on Lauren’s face.

“Well, fancy seeing you here this fine morning, Mr. Atwood,” she joked. “And looking mighty fine, I might add.”

He flushed uncomfortably as she openly ogled his bare chest, and was grateful the high kitchen counter hid his lower body from view. “Hello, Lauren. Get lucky last night?”

She laughed. “Not as lucky as you, apparently. Actually, I spent the night upstairs at Angela’s. Not for lack of opportunity, mind you.”

“I would imagine you rarely have a lack of willing partners. Your sister told me once that she could pretty much have any guy she wanted. Being identical twins, I’m guessing it’s the same for you.”

Lauren grinned. “Julia said that? She must have been pissed off at you for some reason because she hardly ever brags about our mutual hotness. And despite what she might have told you, she typically ignores most men. Except for you, apparently. Twice now.”

Nathan frowned. “What does that mean?”

“Oh, sweetie, it was pretty obvious at lunch the other day that you and baby sister had it bad for each other. She never told me the name of the guy who fucked and forgot her in New York last fall, but she did describe what you looked like. I just put two and two together.” Her smile disappeared as she added, “And damned lucky for you that you’ve finally wised up and realized what it is you’ve got in her. You
are
going to break things off with your fiancée, aren’t you?”

The fierce look on Lauren’s face scared the shit out of him, and he was glad he was able to reply truthfully. “Yes. I’m guessing I pretty much made that decision before chasing after you wild women last night. I’d promised Julia that I wouldn’t bother her again unless it was for real this time.”

“Good to hear. Now I don’t have to kick your ass. Which I’m very capable of doing, by the way.”

“Yeah, so I’ve heard,” he gulped.

“Lauren, are you threatening my boyfriend?” asked an indignant Julia.

Nathan glanced over at her gratefully as she stood poised in the doorway between the hall and the living room. She looked magnificent this morning, her cheeks rosily flushed, her lush mouth still swollen from his ravaging kisses, her hair falling in tumbled waves down her back. She’d wrapped a robe of pale apricot satin trimmed in ivory lace around her curvy body, and all he wanted was to carry her back to her warm, comfy bed and treat her to a lazy good morning fuck.

As Julia walked into the living room, Lauren threw an arm around her sister’s shoulders, giving her a little hug. “Nope. Just wondering what took him so long to figure things out. I should have visited months ago.”

Julia raised a brow to her twin. “Oh, so you’re taking credit for this, are you?”

“Of course I am. Nathan here just needed a little push. Nothing like the fear your girl is going to shag some guy she picks up in a bar to spur you into action.”

Nathan knew he should have been royally pissed off, but could only chuckle helplessly. “I guess I ought to be thanking you then, hmm?”

Lauren smirked. “Well, that goes without saying. You can also buy me a really expensive dinner when I get back from Nepal to show your gratitude. Speaking of which, I need to grab my stuff. My cab will be here in a few minutes.”