The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (16 page)

“But I won’t see you after tonight till god knows when,” he grumbled, “and I need to relieve my stress before Monday’s torturous schedule at NSC.”

“Nate, every day is a torturous day at work for you.” I laughed at him.

“But Mondays are the worst baby, I always have an incredibly busy morning and every Monday at 12:30 I have to sit through an hours bloody phone call, full of bullshit from America; some non-descript person droning on and on and on, actually breaking into his spiel every now and again to ask if I’m still listening, just to update me of everything that’s happened the previous week.”

I gave him an incredulous look. “You have to sit for an hour and listen to someone talk? Wow you are a busy boy.”

He narrowed his eyes on me. “Are you making fun of me, Miss Adams?” he questioned with a wicked sparkle in his eyes, wiggling his forefinger at me; threatening tickle torture.

“Nooo Nate, please” I laughed trying to escape his lap.

“Oh no you don’t, baby!” he chuckled and grabbed my waist.

In one fell swoop I was pinned under him as he ensued the unyielding torment. I was tear stained from his punishment, red faced and gasping for breath as he suddenly stopped and trapped my arms above my head in a firm grasp.

He was breathing hard and the look in his eyes was so powerfully passionate it immobilised me. He didn’t move; his gaze penetrating me intensely, exposing his craving for me. “You are so beautiful, Angel. You take my breath away,” he said softly as I lay under him, panting hard.

“And you don’t know how beautiful
you
are
Nate. You make my heart stop when I see you, my mouth goes dry when you look at me like I’m the only woman in the world, and I can’t breathe when you touch me. I’ll always love you Nate . . . always.”

He studied my face intently as I spoke and then slowly and delicately brushed his lips over mine, making me hitch a gasp with its utter tenderness; the cherishing touch making my hairs stand on end. His lips suckled and his teeth nibbled on my lower lip as his tongue grazed across the inside of it whilst I struggled for breath.

His mouth left mine and made its way across my chin, grazing my jaw with his teeth and then trekked down my throat; his kisses soft and tender until he reached my chest. His tongue brushed along the edge of my vest, over the swell of my breasts and I emitted a small moan. His erection dug into my thigh as my own arousal built and I shut my eyes as I gave in to his sweet worshipping.

If we weren’t in the middle of a busy park, I would have ripped off his jeans and rode him to ecstasy.

He groaned and rested his head on my chest, obviously thinking the same thing as he released my hands. I lowered them to his hair, brushing his blonde curls away from his sweaty forehead. “You staying at mine tonight after Bob’s party?” I hoped. I needed this man now never mind tonight.

“Try stopping me!” he huffed as he took my hand from his head and linked his fingers with mine.

“Good.” I smiled to myself.

“You’re as bad as me,” Nate chuckled softly, squeezing my fingers. “I don’t know how I’m gonna cope till next weekend. Are you sure I can’t stay over while the kids are home?” he pleaded, looking up at me.

“Give it time, Nate. They don’t even know we’re in a relationship yet and it’s hard for them after their Dad.”

He nodded. “Yeah, I know. I’m just sulking because I can’t have you to myself.”

I released his hand and tipped his chin to look at me. “But if you’re a
REALLY
good boy I might be able to rectify that for a while.” I grinned. “The kids are going on holiday with my mother for two weeks next Wednesday, so I’ll be all yours for
two whole weeks.
” I laughed, wiggling my eyebrows at him.

He shot up and straddled me, grinning broadly. “Really? I get you to myself for two whole weeks?”

I laughed at his enthusiasm, “Yup. What are you gonna do with me, Mr Carter?”

He put his forefinger on his pursed lips as if in thought. “Well let’s see. Firstly we’re going to take a couple of days away from work; secondly were going to pack a bag and take a break somewhere relaxing.” I murmured a delighted response, smiling up to him. “and thirdly I’m gonna tie you up and never let you leave my bed.”

I tensed and shivered violently at his last words, his promise invoking terrifying memories. “
Shit!”
He jumped off my legs and pulled me onto his lap, holding me close.

“Baby! I’m so sorry. I’m such a fuckin’ arse,” the anguish evident in his voice. “I’m sorry,” he repeated shamefully.

I hugged him tight. “Nate, it’s okay. It’s just something people say and I’m just been oversensitive, ignore me,” I pleaded, upset at the change in mood. “Please Nate, forget it.” I climbed off his lap and kneeled before him, gently placing my hand on his cheek as I kissed him passionately. “Take me home and fuck me.”

Hissing through his teeth he cupped the back of my head and pulled me forcefully to his lips, giving me a demanding kiss. His hands gripped my hair, pulling slightly as he groaned into me, his mouth crushing mine.

“
Fuck,
” he grated through his teeth. “I don’t think I can wait that long, Liv,” he panted. “I’m painfully hard, baby. I’ll explode as soon as I drive into you.” He bent to give me another brutal kiss and it was my turn to grab his hair as I furiously returned his kiss. God! This man fiercely ignited my libido, the carnal want in me shattering my constraint.

Breaking our erotic exhibition, we both packed away the picnic at a lightning speed and raced to the car. Nate drove at break-neck speed to get home, the hunger in him feeding his ability to control the car and within record time he was screeching to a halt beside Betty. He bolted from the car and came round for me as I was struggling to extract the house keys from my bag.

He ripped open my door and pulled me out, dragging me up the path and taking my keys out of my hand as he unlocked the front door.

Hauling me inside, he kicked the door shut behind him and slammed me up against it, crashing his mouth on mine. Grasping the back of his shirt I pulled it from the back of his jeans, wrenching it over his head and tossed it to the floor as his mouth took mine again.

I pulled his hair harder as the need in me grew to an immense pressure. His fingers unfastened the button on my jeans and he dragged them down, taking my knickers with them. I yanked his jeans and boxers down and took his erection in my hand, his rock-hard muscle so stiff it looked painful.

“
Fuck!
” he growled, “not here, baby.” He pulled my hand with a force that had us careering in to the stairs, stumbling up them in our eagerness to get to the bedroom.

Nate tripped halfway and landed on his knees, his hand still in mine as he tried to pull me up behind him. “Fuck this!” I groaned in frustration and pulled sharply on his hand to turn him round.

Pushing him down onto a step I straddled him, my knees either side of him. After positioning his cock to my entrance, I drove down on him in one swift sharp plunge. The air escaped my lungs in one immense breath as he stretched me to my limit, filling me to completion.

He cried out and gripped my hips as I continued to pump him franticly. “
Fuck me Liv!
” he snarled as his hands came up and ripped my vest off. “That’s it baby!! Ride me hard, I wanna feel your cum on me.”

He pulled the cup of my bra down and took my aching nipple between his fingers, rolling and pulling it hard. His other hand moved round to cup a cheek of my arse and when his finger pressed against my anus I screamed violently. Bracing my hands on Nate’s shoulders I climaxed ferociously, bucking wildly and growling his name. He followed me, yelling his release as he bared his teeth and his head shot back.

Panting heavily, I rested my forehead on his shoulder. “Bloody hell, Liv!” He exhaled heavily. “I think you’re trying to kill me.” Laughing loudly I raised my head and looked at him. “What a way to go though!”

Chapter Twelve

IT WAS LATE afternoon before we surfaced from bed. After our session on the stairs Nate had carried me up to bed and made love to me again, this time it was slow, tender and loving. I honestly didn’t know where he got his stamina from.

We had woke and after noticing the time, Nate had flung out of bed, frantically searched the house for his clothes and dressed as he collected every item.

I sat on the top step laughing at him as he tried to put his jeans on inside out and hunt for his car keys. Running back up the stairs to give me a tender kiss and saying ‘I love you,’ he rushed out the house shouting he would pick me up at 8 o’clock.

I made a coffee and sat at the kitchen table a huge grin plastered to my face. I was starting to feel that my life had finally taken a massive turn for the better. I loved Nate so much, it could be devastating but the love he returned, took away some of the pain and terror of my life.

I had noticed since baring all to Nate, I had started coming to terms with things, especially with my mutilated body. Nate made me feel sexy and beautiful, his intense desire for me boosting my self-confidence and making my passion animalistic and untamed; something I hadn’t felt for a long time.

He was slowly fixing me; something he had pleaded with me to let him do, but on the other hand I had to also heal myself. I needed to face my fears head on and control my anxiety, be happy in my own skin and learn to love myself again.

Up until now I had leaned on my friends, my mother and more mortifying, I had leaned on my children. I was their parent; I was the one person responsible for their security, protection and shelter, not the other way round but throughout their short lives, they had guided me through life, picked me up after each emotional breakdown and protected me from myself.

It was now time to let them live their lives and take control of mine. It was time to drag myself out of the gutter, smile and move on; hopefully with Nate.

As I rose from the table and moved to the sink to wash my cup, I looked out of the window and saw a slight shadow move through the bush in the back garden. My breathing sped up and my hands started to shake as I grabbed the edge of the worktop.

“Come on, Liv” I encouraged myself, “You’re strong now. Go check it out!”

Swallowing heavily I unlocked the back door and ventured down the garden to the bush, taking small unsteady steps, my heart thumping in my chest as I slowly moved further towards it. I was sweating profusely and my legs were trembling.

“Just a bit further, Liv. You need to do this.” I grew angry at myself, annoyed that I was having this reaction.

I braced my shoulders and pushed my body nearer, a fierce determination to get to the bloody bush. As I was a few inches away, about to reach in and part the branches a cat jumped out. I screamed loudly and fell backwards, my arse hitting the ground with a harsh thud. I put my arms around my knees and wept a silent, harrowing cry that made my head ache and my throat sting.

I heard my phone ringing from inside the house and got to my feet, dragging my pitiful self up the garden and into the kitchen.

Picking up the phone I noticed there were more missed calls from the unknown caller.

To my relief I saw it was Nate ringing. “Hey baby,” he greeted cheerfully when I answered.

“Hi” I returned, a little despondent.

“You okay?” I could hear the question and slight concern in his voice.

“Yeah I’m fine.”

“Liv?” he persisted.

“For Fucks sake, Nate! I said I’m fine,” I bellowed into the phone.

I heard him suck in a breath through his teeth. “Well you’re obviously
NOT FUCKING FINE
are you?” he bit back.

Rubbing my finger along my temple and closing my eyes, I sighed, “I’m sorry.”

“Tell me what’s wrong,” he persevered gently.

“Honestly it’s nothing. I saw something move in the bush outside and when I went to take a look a bloody cat jumped out at me. It just shook me up, that’s all,” I insisted, trying to reassure him, even though I was still shaking and not doing a very good job of reassuring myself.

“Baby! Nothing’s
gonna hurt you anymore. James is in prison and I’m here. I won’t let anything hurt you.”

“I know, Nate. What got to me the most is that I had just given myself a pep talk about being stronger now and I’ve got nothing to be frightened of anymore and then I go and shit my knickers when a bloody cat jumps in front of me. That’s what I’m upset about, still being a
fucking
useless shit!” I raged, so angry at myself.

“HEY! That’s enough, Liv! You
are not
a useless shit. In fact you’re a fucking amazing woman, a strong person who has pulled herself through so much bloody crap in life, I’m surprised you’re still standing!” There was a silent pause for a moment. “Now, I want you to close your eyes and take a deep breath.” He tutted, “I’m waiting, Liv!”

I laughed a little and pulled in a large breath while I closed my eyes. “Right. I want you to picture a secluded white beach with soft padded sun loungers; the sun high and bright in the sky, a chilled cocktail in your hand and the clear blue water rippling up and gently tickling your feet. You getting this, Angel?” he whispered.

“Mmm,” I sighed, rolling my head calmly around my shoulders, picturing the tranquil scene he had placed in my mind.

“And then I want you to imagine my head between your naked thighs as I eat your delicious pussy,” he growled.

“Jesus Nate, that’s not fair!” I moaned, rubbing my hot thighs together for some required friction.

He laughed down the phone. “You relaxed now, Angel?”

“I was!”

“Ha, I’ve gone hard picturing it myself,” he chuckled.

“That’ll teach you,” I reprimanded, making my way upstairs to change ready for the party.

“Anyway, I was ringing to tell you something,” he told me as I entered the bathroom.

“What?” I asked turning on the shower to pre-heat the temperature.

“Don’t bother with knickers tonight,” he stated, matter-of-factly.

My eyebrows met my hairline. “Okayyy,” I grated out, my pussy clenching in anticipation.

“Good girl.” I could sense his grin down the phone. “I’ll pick you up in an hour, baby. I love you.”