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Nixie was beyond reason. The only thing she could register was the feel of his mouth and hands moving over her body. “Then taste me,” she whispered back, not caring what he did as long as his mouth was still on her.
He gave her a sly grin and began sliding down her body, kissing a trail as he went. Before long, he was kneeling between her legs, sliding her out of her skirt and panties. Once he had her completely naked, he slipped his hand between her legs. He leaned over her, his fingers spreading her lips to expose the area she desperately wanted him to explore. He leaned down in front of her and exhaled, letting his breath tingle along her sensitive skin.
Nixie squirmed underneath him, jaw clenched. She squeezed her eyes firmly shut, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. She jumped in surprise as his tongue flicked out along her and then was gone just as suddenly. She whimpered, feeling on the verge of losing her mind at his delicate touches.
Nick grabbed her thighs and forced her back down to the bed, sliding his tongue along her in a slow, steady tempo. He pulled back once again, nuzzling into her left hip. “I want you to come,” he whispered against her skin.
His breath tickled along her thigh, but Nixie didn’t dare move for fear he would stop what he was doing. “So do I,” she said breathlessly. “Believe me, so do I.”
Nick chuckled deep in his throat, the sound low and manly. “Then relax, baby.”
The husky way he called her ‘baby’ brought goose bumps to her arms. Man alive, this guy had everything. The body, the looks, that grin, the brains, the money, and that voice. She shivered.
At her shiver, his lips curled up into a slow, seductive grin.
Had she mentioned the grin? And how could she forget that gorgeous hair? Right now, he was staring into her eyes through a wall of that chocolate brown goodness.
Her hand traveled down and she brushed her fingers through his hair. She felt him respond, leaning into her touch. He lowered his mouth to her again and Nixie forgot all about his hair.
He started off slow, giving her long, languid licks. He kept a steady rhythm. It was just enough to get her whimpering softly beneath him, but not nearly enough to bring her to orgasm.
Nixie knew he was drawing it out, driving her crazy, but never bringing her over the edge. It felt almost like punishment to tease her like this, to force her to beg for it. Finally, unable to take it any longer, she whimpered out his name, that one word begging for release.
Her asking seemed to be what he was waiting for. The next instant, he was sucking and licking, stroking his tongue firmly along her clit.
It took less than twenty seconds of his vigorous exploration before Nixie was thrown into orgasm. She gave a helpless cry, her hands clutching at his hair as she rode the intense wave of pleasure.
He continued to lap his tongue along her until every spasm of her muscles subsided.
When he finally pulled back, Nixie slumped back against the pillows, listening to the thud of her own heart. “W…wow.”
That devilish grin played along Nick’s lips as he began kissing his way up her body. “And I’m not through with you yet.”
Nixie felt a delicious tingle at that statement. She could only imagine what else he had in store for her. When he reached her neck and began kissing the hollow of her throat, she frowned. His nose had brushed up against the necklace, making her realize she was still wearing it. Leaning up, she reached around her neck to take it off and return it to him.
Nick’s hand suddenly closed over hers. “Don’t,” he requested. On her puzzled look, he added, “I like seeing you in nothing but my jewelry.”
The low, sexual tone of his voice and the way his eyes roved over her body made the tingling intensify. “Okay…”
With a smirk, Nick leaned in and captured her lips with his.
When she opened her mouth, he slipped his tongue inside, and she immediately tasted herself on his lips. With a moan, she reached up toward him, burying her hands in his shirt. “Clothes,” she ordered. “Off.” After another passionate kiss, she said. “I want you inside of me.” More kisses, each one becoming more desperate. “Now.”
Nick broke contact, leaning up onto his knees. He quickly began unbuttoning his shirt. As soon as all the buttons were free, he wriggled out of it and tossed it to the floor. Once the shirt was gone, he stared down at her, panting, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Are you sure about this?”
In response, she grabbed him by the front of his belt and pulled his lips down to hers.
His hands ran through her hair while their tongues battled for control.
Nixie concentrated on the button of his pants. As soon as she got that free, she slid the zipper down and began tugging at the clothing. She got it down far enough for his erection to spring loose. Upon seeing it, she shook her head in disbelief. This guy was perfect in every way. It almost wasn’t fair. She quickly wrapped a hand around him, squeezing to add stimulation.
He groaned, the sound low and primal.
Nixie slid her hand along him, running from tip to base then back again in a leisurely, measured rhythm. She watched her hand in concentration, sliding along him, using his reactions as a guide on what to do. After a few moments, she looked up to find Nick staring at her.
Their eyes met and Nixie’s heart dropped to her toes. The look in his eyes unnerved her. She’d expected lust, not the affectionate look of adoration. The look threw her into uncertainty as to how to proceed.
While still holding eye contact, Nick gave her that adorable grin.
She couldn’t help but return his smile. It was just too infectious.
Upon seeing her smile, Nick leaned in and kissed her, pressing his palms to either side of her face. He kissed her slowly, his tongue flicking across hers.
This she could work with. Lust, she knew. “Nick,” she mumbled into his mouth, “fuck me.”
He pulled back with a look of amusement. “Only since you asked so nicely.” He trailed his hand along her neck, his fingertips brushing the gold of the locket before trailing down between her breasts. “Just let me get out of my pants.”
Nixie bit her lower lip while she watched him climb off the bed to remove his pants and boxers. She leaned back on her elbows, thoroughly enjoying the show.
His body was absolutely stunning. He was all hard muscles and tanned skin. He wasn’t the body builder type, though. He was muscled, but he was thin with long limbs and a narrow waist. In Nixie’s eyes, he was perfect.
The perfect body. Just what a girl was looking for in a one-night stand. Not that she would know from experience. She wasn’t into one-nighters. Her relationships never lasted long, because men found her to be too disorganized and unpredictable, but she took them seriously. This here was a bad idea. A bad, bad, bad idea.
Nick thought she was a criminal. He didn’t trust her. This was a situation that could go nowhere good…except for the sex. She had a feeling that would be unbelievably good…but after that…nothing good could come of this. She knew that, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to stop.
Overcome with a fit of inappropriate giggles, she said, “This is so wrong.”
Nick tossed his pants to the corner, standing naked in front of her. “You have no idea.” He eyed her body, his gaze lingering as he roamed over certain areas of interest. “I should be calling the police, but…” He shrugged and crawled onto the bed, seemingly feeling no need to finish that statement.
Nixie went to defend her innocence, but his mouth was on hers before she could say anything. Before she could try to break away and speak, he was lowering her down to the pillows. She instinctively spread her legs and he shimmied in between them, settling in against her. She liked the fact that he didn’t rush.
He was confident in the fact that he was going to get laid, so he wasn’t in a hurry to start before she changed her mind. Instead, he was giving her leisurely kisses, his fingertips caressing her breasts, trailing along her nipples. He rolled one between his thumb and middle finger.
Nixie moaned, throwing her head back and squeezing her eyes shut.
He lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing and nipping gently at the skin. While his mouth concentrated on her throat, he slid a hand between them and helped guide himself to her opening. He ran the head of his erection along the tender nerves of her clit.
She arched up against him, trying to slide him inside her, to stop the desperate longing that practically had her weeping.
Still, Nick held back, leaving himself just shy of entry. “You want me,” he whispered knowingly in her ear. He slid the head of himself inside her, but nothing more, teasing her with his self-control.
Nixie nodded frantically, squirming to try to get more of him inside her. “God, yes,” she whimpered, feeling the numb comprehension that he was in total control. She was like putty in his hands, unable to do anything but obey him.
He lowered his head to watch as he let the tip of his erection glide in and out of her. He glanced up to make sure she was watching as well.