"Fuck, Karma."

I laughed lightly around his hard length before I pulled it out of my mouth. Nathan was leaning against his bedroom door-watching me under hooded eyes as I stroked him.

"Oh, there will definitely be fucking. But not yet. First, I need to finish giving you your present."

I took him back into my mouth. It's been so long since I've tasted him. He wouldn't let me go down on him in Florida. He wouldn't go down on me, either. If I had to guess, it was because it would make it more...intimate between us. It would bring us closer than we wanted to be. Not tonight. Tonight-in this room-there were no relationships or breakups. There was no past and presnent. There was Karma and Nathan. Time didn't exist in this room.

Nathan buried is hand in my hair as I continued to suck him nice, slow, and deep. Just the way I knew he liked it. I looked up at him from under my lashes and watched as he arched his back against the door. He was breathtaking. And he was getting close.

"Karma, I'm going-to...come," he gritted his teeth when he spoke, "if you don't...stop."

I wasn't going to stop. I wanted him to lose control.

I started sucking him faster, stroking my hand at the base and flicking my tongue over the head. I could tell he was trying to be careful not to buck his hips. I didn't care. I wanted all of him. Now.

"Karma," he moaned and I felt him tense under my touch. I looked up at him and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

No more than five seconds later, I felt his hot release shoot into my mouth. I didn't stop until I swallowed every last bit of his come. Nothing felt more satisfying than Nathan getting off on the pleasure that I gave him.

Once he was completely spent, I got to my feet. He didn't waste a moment. He seized my mouth in a deep kiss. His tongue was dancing with mine. Seeking, taking what he wanted. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. No words were needed.

He turned me around and unzipped my dress. He pushed it from my shoulders and it fell to the floor. I didn't have anything on underneath, as he well knew. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed. There was nothing gentle about the need he had for me right now. He tossed me in the middle of his king sized bed and I chuckled as I bounced on the soft mattress.

His eyes never left me as he removed his jeans and boxers. My eyes ran over his body and I sucked my bottom lip in my mouth. As I stared at his handome face, muscluar chest, and lickable abs, I didn't think as I reached between my thighs and stroked myself.

His eyes watched my fingers-I saw chest rose and fell with every deep breath he took. The bed dipped under his weight as he climbed on. When I felt myself get close, I couldn't stop the moan that slipped through my lips.

He reached forward and stilled my hand. "It's my turn, gorgeous."

I moved my hand as he leaned forward and gave me a hot kiss. He moved from my mouth to my neck before leaving a trial of kisses down my breasts and stomach. I was so close already, if I didn't feel his mouth on me soon...

"Do you know how long it's been since I've tasted you, Karma?"

I moaned when he slipped two fingers deep inside me. I didn't answer him. I couldn't. I was lost to him and the feelings that only he could give me.

"Too fucking long," he said in a husky voice. "Look at me, gorgeous."

When I did, he pulled his fingers out of me and brought them to his lips. He wrapped his mouth around his fingers, licking every drop of my pleasure off of them.

"Just as sweet as I remember."

I cried out when he finally took me into his mouth. He started slow at first; like he was savoring it. Savoring me.

"More, Nathan. Please..." I needed so much more, and I needed it now.

He flicked his tongue inside me as he rubbed my clit. My head thrashed on the pillow and I buried my hand in his hair. This time, when he licked me in just the right spot, I exploded. He didn't stop there. He lept going and going; bringing me to the brink of another orgasm.

When I was able to speak, I finally said, "Nathan, fuck me. I need you inside me."

He seemed on board with that. He rose from between my thighs and rubbed the back of his hand across his mouth. His eyes were nothing but raw hunger. For me. He leaned forward over me and pressed his lips to mine. I could taste myself on his tongue and it only made me want him more.

I felt his hand slide up my calf to my thigh. He lifted it, and with one powerful stroke, he slammed into me. We both cried out at the intense pleasure. I lifted my hips, silently begging him for more. He gave me what I wanted. But it wasn't fast and hard like I expected.

Nathan made love to me slowly, leisurely. The silver chain that I had given him once before brushed across my chest.

I ran it between my fingers. "I still see me in your eyes, Nathan. "Do you still see yourself in mine?"

He grimaced at the same words he said to me before. Then he whispered, "Always."

Nathan gave me a deep kiss before he smirked at me and changed the subject. "This isn't Florida, gorgeous."

I moaned just as he hit the weak spot. "I don't care." I met his stare and placed my hand on the side of his cheek. I wanted to tell him the truth right then. The truth about how I felt and what I wanted. But something had me biting my tongue. Instead, I said the only thing I could.

"Happy birthday, Nathan."

I woke up the following morning with a smile on my face. I was laying in Nathan's arms as he clutched my body to his. After the amazing night we had last night, we both passed out blissfully naked. I knew out secret was out. There was no doubt that Lanie knew what happened between us last night. Oh, well. I guess that cat was out of the bag.

I carefully turned in his arms, trying not to wake him. As I faced him, he shifted and murmured my name. I studied his face. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, which was a good thing. He told me about his nightmares. I also got the hint that he slept better when I was with him.

I wanted to tell him everything last night. I wanted to tell him that I still loved him-that I never stopped. I wanted to tell him that I forgave him and I wanted to start over. I wanted to be with him again. But I was going to have to wait until he woke up to talk about that.

I managed to extracate myself from his hold without waking him up. I tiptoed to the restroom to relieve myself before I tried to find something to wear. I was going to put on the dress I wore the night before, but I realized that Nathan broke the zipper. Oops. Sorry not sorry.

I opened his dresser drawer and pulled out one of his t-shirts. I heard a loud thunk and looked to see what I dropped. It was a small black box. I frowned as I picked it up off the ground. I glanced at Nathan to make sure he was still sleeping. Once I knew he wasn't going to wake up, I opened it.

It looked like an infinity ring, or a promise ring. Maybe he was going to give this to a different girl he dated. Jealousy ripped through me at the thought. Just as I was about to close it, I saw a piece of paper tucked in the top part part of the box. Too curious for my own good, I read it.

Karma,

I can't believe we've been together for a year. I bought you this ring because I wanted to show you that I see a future for us. A real one. I know my history with women has been rocky, but with you...everything makes since. You are the one for me, Karma. You're the last person I think about when I go to sleep and the first one when I wake up. I know we aren't ready now, but maybe in a few years we can get a place together. The idea of living with you makes me so incredibly happy. I'm ready to go on this adventure with you, baby. To the end. Happy anniversary.

I love you, gorgeous. Forever.

Yours,
Nathan

I had no idea how many times I read the note. Obviously this was written before he left me. But if he wrote this...then why did he leave? Clearly something had to have happened, because this was not written by a guy who had planned to end it with me. When Nathan stirred in the bed, I quickly put the note and the box back in the drawer. We could talk about this later. I didn't want to get caught snooping.

I slipped on a pair of his boxers and one of his t-shirts. I quietly left his room and went into the kitchen to get something to drink. I opened the fridge and pulled out the bottle of orange juice. When I turned, Lanie was sitting at the table.

"Jesus! You scared me."

Lanie arched a brow. "Well, well, well. I was right, wasn't I?" She got up from the table and came to stand in front of me. "You and Nate are back together!"

I turned away from her and went to the cupboard to get a glass. "We aren't back together, Lanie. We just...got carried away."

"Karma, I'm not stupid. Besides, you guys totally belong together."

I poured some juice in the glass and returned the bottle to the fridge. "Lanie, we haven't even talked about that possibility." I sighed and leaned against the counter. "Look, please don't say anything to Nathan. Give us some time space to talk and figure this out."

"Okay," Lanie groaned. "I just want you both happy."

I couldn't help but smile at that. "I know. Thank you."

Knock-knock-knock

Just when we heard the knock at the door, little Nate started crying.

"I'll get the door," I said to Lanie.

"Thanks."

While Lanie went to tend to her son, I smiled as I went to answer the door. I couldn't stop thinking about the night before. Maybe there was hope for Nathan and I.

I unlocked and opened the door to see a very pregnant blonde woman.

"Can I help you?"

She appeared extremely snobbish. "I'm looking for Nate."

"And what is Nathan to you?"

She looked at me and seemed disgusted that I was wearing Nate's clothes. "Are you the new girlfriend?" She held out her overly manicured hand. "I'm Jules. The mother of his child."

Ummmmmm, what?