Once again, they hadn’t used a condom. She was going to have to get the morning-after pill. With the thought of going to the pharmacy to ask, she felt so nervous about. Also between Nate and work, she hadn’t found a spare minute. She asked Nate to get them, but each time, he forgot. This was not being responsible.
This was how babies were made.
The thought of being pregnant by Nate didn’t scare her. His reaction though, that terrified her. There was a huge difference between having fun and making this permanent.
“I think it’s time to shower,” Nate said.
He pulled out of her body, his cock and his fingers, and once again, she was in his arms.
“I can walk, you know.”
“I know, but that would take away all my enjoyment of carrying you, and Lemon, I love carrying you.”
She loved being in his arms as well, and that was what scared her.
The houses thing might not be a hoax after all.
She was scared that she might be the only one falling for Nate. He was the first guy in her whole life, but this was not lust anymore.
Lemon knew she’d been a fool to think it was just that.
These feelings were very real, and they scared her so much.
Chapter Nine
“This is rather romantic,” Lemon said, taking a sip of the red wine he’d purchased.
“I figured it was the best kind of date. Our kind of food. Dessert, a nice, roaring fire, Christmas all around us. Perfection.” Nate held his glass up to toast.
Lemon put her glass to his for the moment, and he watched her.
He had no problem taking Lemon out to dinner, or dancing. The truth was, going out to public places was great, if you needed a buffer or distractions. He didn’t want to share his woman with anyone. She was all his.
All his.
“It is perfect.” She took another sip of her wine. “I feel I can be myself here, you know. With you.”
He stroked her ankle. “I might have an ulterior motive,” he said.
She laughed. “What is it?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Odd kind of question, but strangely enough, I do.”
“Good.” He finished his wine, reaching back to put his glass back on the table. He held his hand out for her wine. She took another sip, but handed him back the glass. No questions asked.
Nate reached for Lemon, starting at her pants, and he pulled them down her thighs, along with her panties.
She didn’t ask questions, merely followed his direction, until he had her completely naked.
They were in the privacy of his own home.
Once she was stripped, he took care of his own clothes.
They were in front of the roaring fire. Not too close that it was uncomfortable.
He leaned over her, kissing her lips. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve thought about tonight?”
“At least once.”
“If I say once a second, it would be more accurate.” He pressed his lips to her neck, going to her pulse, biting down, and sucking on it just a little to make her moan. He loved how freely she gave herself to him.
He teased the fake cock at her entrance.
She gasped.
Slowly, he thrust the toy into her cunt. He’d already cleaned and sanitized it, ready for tonight.
“That’s not you,” she said.
“I know, but this is going to be for your ass, baby. I’m getting you used to it.”