Maddest obsession || book 1

•Chapter 42•

⚠︎ mature content for some part

"Nate" Amara groaned wrapping her legs around his torso. He moved all the way in pushing her against the glass window of their hotel room. His hands firmly planted on her waist, gliding her body against the glass as he moved in and out of her.

They both groaned together as Nate moved out of her and slammed into her. His hips moving in a perfect sync, in and out of her. His hands guiding his hips to meet her halfway. And his lips wrapped around her nipple.

She whimpered as he sucked hard on her nipple and at the same time pounded in her. His tip grazing her g-spot, making her scream in pleasure. Her cries filling the room. Her head lolled back as Nate sucked the soft skin of her breasts, leaving behind purple bruises.

Their bodies moved in a harmony, passion and desire coursing through their bodies, which were coated with sweat. Nate tasted every inch of her skin, his tongue licking over the sweetness of her breasts. She moaned his name snapping shut her eyes enjoying the ecstasy of his touch. He moved his hand between them flicking her clit.

Amara panted as her swollen bud got attention, electricity rushing through her body and Nate slithered in and out of her. Her arousal providing him desirable friction. "Nate" she chanted his name like a mantra, digging her nails in his skin. Her legs tightened around him, her orgasm tickling the tail of her spine.

"I am close, Nate" she moaned. Nate grazed his teeth over her stimulated nipple. His size grew as he moved in and out of her rhythmically. Amara's back glided against the glass of window. But he pulled her away from the window and walked toward their bed.

"Come cactus. Come all over me" his voice was hoarse with desire. Her back made contact with bed as he thrusted in her for the last time making her come all over his cock. His own release hit him and they both rode their highs together. Amara let the tears stream down her eyes as the pleasure continued to grow.

He pulled out of her and when their breathing leveled he cleaned them both before tucking themselves in the sheets. Amara cuddled herself over his chest, her head placed right over where his heart beat. She listened to his beating heart until she opened her mouth to speak.

"Nate do you ever think of a baby" his hands stopped moving through her hair. "I aborted our baby without even telling you we are going to have one. Do you ever think of baby?" A wave of emotions washed over Nate as he absorbed Amara's words.

"No, Amara I don't think of baby. Maybe not in wistful way. Yes, I remember the child and would forever love it even though I never knew of his existence. But I never think of having one"

"Do you hate me for killing it? I should have told you before taking such a drastic step"

"No, Amara, I don't hate you," Nate said, his voice soft and soothing. A single tear rolled down his cheek, the first since Amara had revealed the truth. "I think about the baby every now and then, but not in a longing way. I know it might seem strange, but I'm grateful for the time we had together. And I'll always love the child, even though I never knew it."

"I should have told you," she said, her voice trembling. "I was so scared, Nate. I didn't know what to do. I thought my career would end after this. And most importantly I didn't want to have a child when I can't give love. I promise at that time I wasn't even able to love myself, loving a child was impossible for me"

Nate pulled her on top of his chest, staring right into her eyes. "I understand Amara. I know your reasons were valid. You didn't abort the baby out of selfishness. We can't change the past. But we can move forward."

Amara nodded, her tears subsiding. "Yes," she said. "We can." Amara knew this for sure that he can't hate her for choosing not to be a mother instead of being a bad one. He would always respect her for that.