That Beautiful Boy... and Me

Chapter 24: Let's Talk About Sex

*Nate's POV*

I lay awake, my mind reeling. It was now 5am, 2 hours since we'd come up to bed, and still I was unable to sleep. I tore my gaze from the intricate ceiling of the hotel suite, sneaking a glance at the beautiful girl fast asleep in my arms. Her head rested on my chest, one arm draped around my waist. Her hair was splayed out to one side, and her mouth hung open the slightest bit. There was no denying it, she was gorgeous, even when she slept. I lifted my head, planting a chaste kiss on her forehead. I loved the feeling I got having her so close to me. I loved the feeling of her skin on mine, her scent wafting through the air. I noticed how peaceful she looked while sleeping, how innocent, and the pang of guilt I had been feeling all evening rose in my chest once more.

How could I do this? How could I keep something so detrimental from her? I didn't like hiding things from her; it felt wrong and I hated it so much, but I had promised her dad I wouldn't say a word. It wasn't my place to break the news to her, but I needed to be there for her when it all came out, and I would be. The idea of her being hurt and in pain was something that crippled me. I had never liked to see her cry, but now, now it was ten times worse. It was like I felt everything she did. I was falling in love with this girl and her pain was my own.

I cast my mind back to the previous night, the vision of Alex's sweat-drenched body as she fought to regain her breathing engrained in my mind. I didn't think I would ever forget the horrified expression that had crept its way onto her face. I remembered her wrapped in my embrace as muffled sobs shook her entire body. In all the years I had known Alex, in all the times I had seen her upset, I had never witnessed her so broken and never wanted to again. Yet, the reality of the situation was that I would see it again, and very shortly.

I let out a sigh, praying for sleep to come, but it never did. As the night went on, my mind never cleared, nothing but harrowing thoughts consuming me. I felt Alex stir on top of me, and glanced down at my beautiful girlfriend once more. Every time I thought of that word, it still made me smile. She was mine.

She stirred again, and I watched as her eyelids fluttered open to reveal the most captivating gaze I had ever known. Sleep flushed across her features and her gaze darted from side to side, before landing on me. Her eyes met my own and a contented smile tugged at her full pink lips, just as it did mine.

"Good morning, beautiful." I whispered, kissing the top if her head.

A blush appeared on her face as she replied, "Good morning yourself."

I opened my mouth to speak, but instead a yawn parted from my lips.

"Are you okay, baby?" Alex asked, voice full of concern. "Didn't you sleep?"

"A bit." I replied, not wanting to get into the reasoning behind my sleepless night.

She rose from my chest, shifting her weight to both her knees, before climbing up the bed. She lifted one leg, placing it at the opposite side of my body, so she was sitting at my hips straddling me. She shifted her hair to one side, leaning in to press her lips to mine. It was soft and gentle, and showed all the concern she held for me. It was just what I needed. She was just what I needed. She pulled away all too soon, causing disappointment to loom in my chest. I leaned my head up in the hopes of meeting her lips once more. She saw my intentions and pulled her head back, a smirk crossing her face.

"Ah, ah, ah" she chastised, shaking her finger at me in mock disappointment.

In mere seconds, I had flipped us over leaving me on top, while she lay underneath me, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I began to grind into her, feeling myself get more and more turned on as I went. She moaned as the proof of her affect on me rubbed against her core - a sound I couldn't help but smirk at.