Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
His face contorts. He’s so beautiful when he orgasms.
Breathtaking. My heart soars as emotion fills my every cell.
We hold each other close, our hearts beating hard and fast, kissing for a long time, like there’s nowhere else to be and nothing else to do. Out of all the places I could be on Earth tonight, I want to be here doing this with him.
Nathan studies me as he holds my face. “You’re perfect,” he whispers.
“No. You’re perfect.” I smile softly.
He kisses me again and again, and then he flexes his dick that still lies deep inside of me.
“I love you, Eliza,” he whispers. “So much.”
I get a lump in my throat. He really does. I can feel his love for me.
“I love you, Nathe.” I smile.
I put my head on his chest and he holds me close. I smile sleepily. There’s no going back now.
We’re really doing this.
14
Eliza
I roll over and wince. “Oh God,” I whisper as I put the heel of my hands into my eye sockets. “My head is pounding.”
“Like my dick,” Nathan says dryly.
I look over at him in question. “Your dick is pounding?”
“Uh-huh.” He gives me the side-eye. “Some crazy bitch, tiny kitty, drunk on sangria, thought she might like to squeeze the fuck out of him.”
I laugh out loud. “Tiny kitty?”
He chuckles, rolls over me, and holds my hands above my head. “There’s only one way to fix Tiny.” His lips drop to my neck and he nips me.
“And how is that?” I giggle as I try to escape his teeth.
“Train her up.” He bites me hard, and I laugh out loud as I struggle to break free.
He puts his leg between mine and spreads my legs apart before he rolls between them.
“And you thought you were going to lie around and do nothing on this vacation, didn’t you?”
I giggle. “I did, actually. Why? What did you have planned?”
“The only thing you’re going to be doing…” He slides deep into my body as his teeth bite my neck again and I smile up at the ceiling. “Is me.”
* * *
It’s our third night, and Nathan holds up my hand and twirls me around. I come back and hit his body with a thud, and I laugh out loud. We’ve been dancing in this bar for hours. We wandered in here on our way home from the beach. We had dinner, and now with our beach towels and sunscreen in a bag on the floor, we are having the time of our lives.
Nathan swings me around, and his deep, carefree laugh permeates my bones. This vacation is the stuff dreams are made of.
We’ve eaten at beautiful restaurants and swam in the Mediterranean Sea.
We’ve made love under the stars, and fucked until we couldn’t breathe.
Nathan is swoony, attentive, dry, sarcastic, funny, spontaneous… and I’m in love. Utterly, completely, and irrevocably in love.
Nathan Mercer is everything I never knew I needed. How was I so blind not to feel it before?
* * *
We sit at the small table outside the restaurant. The cobblestone streets house medieval looking buildings. It’s late afternoon, and day five on our vacation. We’ve arrived in the town of Alcúdia.
“Can you believe we’re actually here, Nathan? This place is magical.”
He sits back and sips his wine. “It is.”
I take out my brochure and begin to read it out loud. “The historic center of Alcúdia is enclosed by Mallorca’s only entirely preserved walls, erected in the 14th century by King Jaumex II to protect Alcudia’s inhabitants.” I smile and raise my eyebrows. “It wasn’t, however, enough to keep out the marauding pirate who attacked the city again and again in the 16th century, causing many of the population to flee. Today, it’s hard to believe that this bustling town was once at risk of being deserted completely. Thankfully, in 1779, the construction of the harbour saved Alcúdia from decline.” My eyes widen. “Marauding Pirates. Can you imagine what this town was like back then?”
Nathan smiles as he listens. He has this whimsical look on his face as he holds his wine glass, his leg crossed at the ankle.
I put my brochure down. “What’s that look?”
“I love listening to you read to me.”
“You love me reading brochures to you?” I smirk.
“Yes.” He smiles softly as he lifts his glass to his lips. “Perhaps one day you will read me a story about us.”
I smile as the air swirls between us. “Well….” I pause as I try to think of a story. “There were once two beautiful birds named Nathan and Eliza. And they were the best of friends. They loved and looked after each other for the longest time.”
He watches me.
“And one day they decided to be brave and fall in love.”
He smiles softly. “And what happened to the beautiful birds?”
“They flew off into the sunset and lived happily ever after.”