Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Hard.
I kicked off my own shoes and ran my hands from his shoulders down to his wrists. “What do you want, Nico?” I asked in a low voice. “Tell me.”
He looked up at me in surprise, unable to believe I’d ask for his feelings on the matter. I could see his thoughts jamming up in his brain as if he was unable to decide what he wanted, much less how to answer me.
I leaned forward again until our foreheads were pressed together.
“Let me tell you what I want then. I want to fuck you. I want to dominate you. God help me, I even want to throw you around a little. You drive me up the fucking wall, but I want you more than I’ve wanted anyone in a very long time, if ever. Let me have you.”
His aquamarine eyes were huge and dark, and his breathing was coming faster and faster.
“Please,” I whispered against his lips. “Please, Nico, let me take you.”
The moan that came out of him was full of want and need and desperation. But most of all, it was one hundred percent capitulation and acceptance. The minute I heard it, I sprang into action.
My hands were still holding his wrists, and I brought them up above his head on the wall where I took both of them into one hand and held them tightly. My mouth landed on his in a crush, and I swallowed his whimper while stamping down one of my own.
His mouth tasted like strawberries, and I licked into him to find more sweetness. I used my free hand to cage his throat so I could devour that mouth as long as I wanted to without him moving. Nico’s hips tried to thrust into mine, but I pulled my lower body away. Lord only knew why I refused him the satisfaction of rutting against me, but I did.
I spent full minutes exploring his mouth and then softening the kisses to toy with the little hoops in his bottom lip. I licked and pulled and fiddled until Nico was panting short breaths against my mouth.
By the time I had to pull away from the kiss to catch my own breath, he made a sound of frustrated disappointment.
“Let me touch you,” Nico said, arms still pinned above him.
“No thanks,” I teased, mimicking his response at the bonfire.
I saw his nostrils flare again and knew that angry Nico was getting ready to come out to play.
Game on. I fucking loved angry Nico.
“Let me touch you goddammit,” he snarled, pulling at my grip to get his hands free.
“Nope,” I mocked again. This time I leaned forward and licked along the edge of one of his ears before speaking into it. “You didn’t really think I was going to let you control this, did you?”
He made a quick attempt to knee me in the groin, but I anticipated it. I spun him around quickly until he was facing the wall and I was plastered along his back, one hand holding his wrists above our heads again and my lips against the back of his neck. My knees were bent a little on either side of his legs so I could stay pressed against him while I kissed his nape. My cock settled perfectly against the crease of his jeans.
“Say the word ‘stop’ and all this ends, okay?” I promised him, flexing my hips into him. “I have no interest in fucking around with someone who doesn’t want me.”
Nico didn’t say a word but nodded. Good, we were on the same page.
There was some kind of tribal tattoo along the side of his neck, and I traced it with my tongue. I slowly moved my free arm under the hem of his shirt and around to his abdomen.
All his muscles clenched in anticipation of my next move.
“God, you feel so good, Nico,” I murmured. “I want to touch you everywhere. Lick you everywhere. Shove my cock so deep inside you all I can hear is your voice screaming my name.”
“Jesus, fuck,” he moaned. “Please.”
I moved my hand down his stomach to his waistband and flicked the button open before sliding just my fingertips under the very edge of his underwear band.
“You want me to touch you, Nico?” The sound of his name on my tongue tasted like the carrot that had been dangled in front of me since he’d waltzed into town the week before.
“Yes,” he breathed.
“Mm-hm?” I nuzzled into his hair, smelling a mix of bonfire smoke and the shampoo smell I’d noticed earlier. My fingers lowered farther, and I felt the wet tip of his cock against them. I groaned against his skin. “So fucking sexy. You’re already leaking for me?”
I heard a sharp intake of breath and felt his cock jump out and lightly slap the back of my hand.