Dear Rosie, (Love Letters #2)

But all that disappears when Nathan looks at me.

Because he’s not looking at me like he sees my insecurities. He’s looking at me like he’s memorizing me.

“On the bed. On your back,” he demands.

I lower myself to sit on the edge of the mattress, then shift so I’m lying fully on the bed.

Nathan steps to the foot of the bed, bends, and picks up the large wedge pillow off the floor.

I eye him as he carries it back to my side. “What are you doing?”

“You’re supposed to be elevating.” He shifts the pillow to one arm, then hooks his other arm under my knees.

With no apparent effort, Nathan lifts me by the knees, raising my ass off the mattress so he can shove the wedge pillow underneath my butt, leaving my ass several inches in the air above the mattress.

This pillow is meant to keep my leg elevated, but since I’ve just been putting my ankle up on Nathan at night, at least we’re making use of it.

Nathan lowers me, then steps back again.

I keep my knees lifted, and even though they’re pressed together, so much of me is still exposed.

He groans and palms the front of his pants, which are now tented from his body.

Letting him be in charge, I don’t say anything.

I just watch as he squeezes his dick once more before letting go and shoving his pants down.

As soon as his cock is freed, it bobs in the air.

I expect him to pull off his shirt and climb onto the bed. But instead of grabbing his hem, he wraps his hand around his length.

And he starts to stroke himself.

My blood sizzles at the sight.

Eyes on my body, with his hand on his dick, Nathan is the most divine thing I’ve ever seen.

He hasn’t touched me.

Hasn’t even kissed me.

But I’m so ready for him.

So ready I have to dosomething.

Needing some sort of contact, I reach up and grab my breasts.

“That’s it,” Nathan moans.

He’s gripping his cock so hard I don’t know how it doesn’t hurt.

I roll my head to the side so I can stare at his dick.

There’s no point pretending I’m not watching him jack off.

With the hand not on his cock, Nathan grips the hem of his shirt and pulls the material up.

His stomach muscles flex. And a shiver of excitement coats my body as I admire his strength.