I trailed soft kisses back down his inner thigh to the foot I hadn’t paid attention to yet and began sucking each of those toes the way I’d done the others.
“Dammit,” he cursed before biting his tongue to keep himself quiet.
I ran my hand back up his thigh to fiddle with his balls while I followed it with licks and nips until I took his cock into my mouth again.
His hips automatically began thrusting into my mouth, and I encouraged him with a squeeze to his ass. Just as I felt his body getting close to release, I pulled off and lurched up to slam my mouth over his. He barely had time to suck in a breath before our mouths were invading each other. Nico’s hands went into my hair and held my head in place while I pressed my pelvis into his and felt the sweet, slick slide of our cocks together.
“West,” he groaned. “You feel so good.”
“Want you,” I told him before moving down to suck on his neck. “So fucking badly.”
He began whispering the word please over and over again, and I wasn’t sure he even realized he was doing it. With every repetition of the word, my heart thundered harder and faster in my chest.
I finally grabbed what I needed from the table and began sliding lubed fingers inside him. His eyes were wide and pleading, his cock was hard and leaking, and the sounds coming out of him were stark and begging. I almost didn’t last. But he was finally stretched enough that I could press into him.
I grabbed his legs under the knees and pushed back, folding him in on himself so I could see every second of his body taking me in. He threw his head to one side with a hiss as I breached his outer muscles.
“’S okay?” I murmured.
He nodded and turned back to look at me, reaching out a hand to palm the side of my face with a gentle touch.
“West,” he breathed. His eyes looked glassy and full—no longer stormy but still brimming with emotion unspoken. I wanted to dive into them.
“I’m right here with you, beautiful.” I leaned over him to brush a kiss across his lips before pulling out and thrusting back in again.
We locked eyes while my hips stroked in and out of his body, slowly at first and then speeding up until I was practically pummeling him. The sounds he was making went straight to my gut, and I reached for his cock between us and did my best to jack him off before losing myself to the pull of my climax.
He arched beneath me, crying out and coming as his body jerked. The sight of it ignited my own release, and I felt my cock stiffen inside his hot body.
“Nico,” I gasped. His eyes widened as he watched me come, my body shaking and shuddering above him. I felt amazing, invincible, at peace.
Once we came down from our high, spent and gasping in a heap on the bed, I turned to smile at him, shocked to find tears leaking out of his eyes. He didn’t look at me, rather turned his face away until he was gazing unseeing at the wall.
“Nico,” I said, worried. “What’s wrong? Talk to me. Did I hurt you?”
Nico’s head spun back around to face me. “No! God, no. Of course not.”
“Then what is it? You’re clearly upset. Please tell me what’s going on. Is it Pippa?”
More tears.
“I love her.”
I couldn’t help but smile. His declaration was said with absolute horror, as if loving that perfect child could ever be a bad thing.
“I know you do, baby,” I said softly, stroking the side of his face with the back of my fingers. He turned absently to kiss them before facing me again.
“I have to leave, West.”
Even though I’d already known he would be leaving, hearing it was still a punch to the gut. I felt like a big, happy balloon that had just received the sharp end of a tack.
“Yeah, I know,” I said, more angrily than I’d intended. His eyes widened in surprise. “Why bring it up right now? You don’t need to shove it in my face.”
“Nice,” he bit out.
“Fuck, Nico. What do you expect me to say? Please don’t go?” I swallowed thickly when I realized that’s what I truly wanted to say. I wanted to ask him to stay. But I knew it was pointless. “I’m not sure saying that would make a damned bit of difference to you.”
“What are you saying?”
“Just that you’re bound and determined to do what you want to do regardless of other people’s feelings.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?”
I knew I needed to stop this, whatever it was, before it got out of hand. But I couldn’t seem to do it. Anger and fear bubbled up from somewhere deep and hidden, and I felt like lashing out at him.