For an instant, he wondered if he should sleep on the couch, forcing a distance between them. Nothing can come from this… even though I feel something I’ve never felt before. I go back to my life with my team in a few weeks. There’s no room for a relationship. Staring into her face, he watched her eyes warm as her smile widened and her beauty struck him straight in his chest. It might be the stupidest decision he could make, but he walked into the living room and flipped off the lights before coming back and crawling into bed next to her.
She draped herself over him and he pulled the covers up. Certain he would never find sleep with her naked, sweet body pressed against his, he drifted easily into slumber.
13
What have I done? Nolan’s chest rose and fell slowly giving evidence to his deep sleep, but Lynn felt anything but sleepy. She lay awake with her cheek resting on his chest and tried to untangle her jumbled thoughts.
I just had sex with my best friend’s brother. I just had sex with Nolan. Nolan Bell. She still remembered the first time she fell for him. For years he had been nothing more than Nancy’s older brother, rarely around when she was at Nancy’s house playing. But the summer she turned thirteen, her parents took her on a two-month vacation traveling the country so that her father could show her many of the places he photographed. When they returned home, she could not wait for her mother to take her to Nancy’s house. And there, shirtless while mowing the backyard, obviously having spent time working out, was fifteen-year-old Nolan looking better than any teen model she’d drooled over in the magazines she’d devoured during the summer.
While Nancy and her mom had busied themselves making dinner, she stood at their sliding glass door and stared as he pushed the mower back and forth across the yard. It was the first time she’d ever noticed the play of sweat-slicked muscles and how his throat worked as he drank deeply from the Gatorade bottle on the patio. He turned on the hose and leaned over, drenching his hair with water and then stood straight and jerked his head back and forth, tossing water droplets in every direction. He had glanced toward the house and, seeing her at the door, had offered a smile.
And she fell in love.
Unrequited love for a young teenager had been impossible to hide from her best friend, but Nancy was sure one day he would notice Lynn. Just many years later than either of them thought he would!
A glow of moonlight was shining through the sheers, falling across the couple in bed. She shifted ever so slightly so that she could study his features. Now, at thirty years old, he was even more gorgeous. His jaw square, dark with stubble. Thick hair, a little longer on the top. Muscles upon muscles, with a few scars like badges of honor on his skin.
But some things are not meant to be. They were no longer teenagers, and he would always hold a piece of her heart. She had made her life in Tennessee, studying, working, and starting her own business. She had dated, and even though she hadn’t found anyone special, she wasn’t unhappy being single. And Nolan had made the military his life and, from all indications, he loved his life. Two worlds that had collided for an amazing night, but that was all they could ever be.
As her thoughts slowly became untangled, she felt the pull of sleep. Her lips curved as she thought of this special secret that she would carry with her. This night would not be shared with Nancy. It’s mine and mine alone to hold in my heart.
As the morning light now streamed across the couple in bed, Lynn woke with a strange feeling of heat pressed along her back and a heavy weight across her stomach. Blinking, it took her a moment to figure out where she was and the source of the heat. Nolan! Shifting slightly in bed, she looked over her shoulder and saw his whiskey-brown eyes staring straight at her. His lips were curved in a wolfish smile, the effect shooting straight to her core.
“Morning.”
His husky greeting sent another spasm through her, and as his large hand shifted to cover her breast, her smile widened. “It is a good morning.”
“It’s about to get even better,” he promised.
She heard the rip of foil as she felt his body shift around. Still lying at her back, his knee shoved forward, and she lifted her leg, allowing him access. Her body, ready for him, slick with need, accepted his thrusting cock with ease. One arm was wrapped underneath her, curling around to tweak her nipple as the other hand slid down, teasing her clit.
“Damn, woman. So tight. So fuckin’ perfect.”
With his hands teasing her breasts and clit, his thick cock dragging along her inner walls, and his lips moving over her ear and neck, her senses were assaulted from every angle. She closed her eyes and gave in to the feelings, her inner core tightening. The only sounds in the room were the heavy breaths leaving their lungs and the slap of flesh on flesh. Soon, her orgasm shot through her, and her fingers dug into his arm as she cried out his name. His hands squeezed her flesh almost painfully as his entire body tightened behind her and he roared out his release.
Panting in unison, his arms moved so that he completely enveloped her, and at that moment she felt safer than she had ever been in her life. As their bodies slowly cooled, his cock slipped from her sex, and he kissed her lightly before climbing from the bed. He pulled the covers up and then stalked into the bathroom.
Knowing she only had a moment to herself before he came back into the room, Lynn squeezed her eyes shut, trying to commit to memory the feel and taste of him. Hearing the toilet flush, she sat up in bed, her face composed as he walked into the room.
He stopped by the side of the bed, glorious in his nudity, and looked down. While she was staring at his Adonis body, his gaze was devouring her as well.
“Babe, I get back in that bed, we may not leave all day.”
“Is that supposed to convince me to get up?” Her smile brightened. “Because if it is, it’s not going to work.”
He leaned over and with ease plucked her from the bed, setting her feet on the floor. Eyes wide, she admonished, “Be careful! Don’t hurt yourself.”
“Don’t worry, I’m good. If I’m to get back with my team, I’ll have to lift weights a lot heavier than you.”
She forced the smile to stay on her face, but his words were a constant reminder that what they had was very temporary. She turned to pull the covers up on the bed, and he gave her ass a little tap.
“How about we hit the breakfast buffet this morning before we get to work?”
“Oh, that sounds good! Do you want to shower first?”
His wolfish grin reappeared. “No reason we can’t shower together.”
She squealed as he scooped her into his arms and stalked into the bathroom. Soon, she discovered shower sex with Nolan was one more thing to add to her list of memories.
Nolan looked down at the plate in front of Lynn and chuckled. She was in the middle of shoveling in scrambled eggs when she looked up at him in question.
“Wha…?” she muttered, covering her mouth with her hand she continued to chew. Swallowing, she re-asked, “What are you staring at?”
“I’m wondering how anybody as little as you can eat that much. That’s a lot more than you had on your plate last night.”
“Has anybody ever told you that it’s rude to talk about what a lady eats?”