Nothing Better (Than You) - English Vers.

¤ Chapter 15

Nate woke up and took in her surroundings. This wasn't her bedroom. She was shocked to find herself snuggled up to a guy who didn't smell like Julian. She sat up with a start. Keith was lying next to her, out cold. No wonder, after their marathon sex session. Nate was pretty beat herself.

Nate's index finger tracing Keith's chest sent a shiver down her spine. Keith's unbridled passion in bed had left her gasping for air. She had underestimated his intensity, and his stamina had proven to be boundless. As she reflected on their session, Nate realised she had experienced multiple climaxes, yet Keith had remained fervent and unrelenting. Their encounter had also introduced her to novel positions and sensations she had never explored with Julian.

Keith startled awake and opened his eyes. He stared at Nate for a bit, then broke into a smile and hid his face in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Nate asked, puzzled, tugging Keith's hands from his face.

"I didn't think I'd wake up with you next to me," Keith said, looking embarrassed. "Am I still dreaming or something?"

"No, I'm actually here."

"That was amazing," Keith said, kissing Nate softly. "I've never felt so turned on during sex. I had no idea you'd be so... incredible. How did your husband go three years without touching you?"

Nate gently touched Keith's face. "Thanks, but nature's calling."

Nate rose from the bed and began to search for the clothes Keith had discarded earlier. However, before she could find them, Keith also stood up and gently grasped her shoulder.

"What's with the clothes hunt?" Keith asked. "I've already seen everything."

Nate was aware of Keith's playful intentions, but she was still uneasy about walking around naked, even in the comfort of her own home. As she spotted her clothes scattered on the floor, Nate leaned down to gather them, only to have Keith swiftly intervene, swooping in to snatch the garments and conceal them beneath the blanket, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"No need to get dressed. I love seeing your body, just as it is."

Nate slipped into the bathroom, feeling a bit self-conscious. But as she peed, she winced in discomfort—her groin was stinging. What's up with that? Was it because they'd gotten a bit too carried away during sex? Or maybe Keith's condom just didn't agree with her? Nate had only ever slept with Julian, and they'd never used protection, so she had no idea if she had some kind of allergy.

Nate stepped out of the bathroom, her movements stiff and uneasy, and made her way back to the bed, her discomfort evident in every step.

"What's the time?" Nate asked, grabbing the clock. "Should we grab some lunch?"

"Can we have a bit more fun before lunch?" Keith asked, caressing Nate's leg.

Nate gasped as Keith's hand made contact with her sensitive spot. "Ow, that hurts."

"Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?"

"I don't know."

"Then I'll be gentler."

Keith pulled back the blankets and and carefully spread her legs apart. But Nate's eyes snapped shut, and she grasped the sheets tightly, a low moan escaping her lips as she struggled to cope with the discomfort.

"No, it hurts too much."

Keith climbed back up. "So, what's the plan? You don't come here often, and I don't want to waste a minute."

Keith's lips brushed against Nate's in a gentle kiss, his arms wrapped tightly around her. But their intimate moment was disrupted by the sudden ringing of Keith's phone, which was still in the pocket of his discarded trousers. He swiftly got up, his eyes scanning the room for his trousers.