Callie heads to bed since she has school tomorrow, while I get in the shower. Nico is leaving tomorrow, and then we leave Saturday for the conference. I’m excited to go because of how excited Nico is. Even Callie is pumped, but I think it’s because of all the free stuff we’ll get. She loves that sort of thing. As I wash my body, I can’t stop my mind from wandering to what Callie said about Nico moving in. That would be crazy. Right? Yeah, he is here all the time, and we only go to his house on date nights, but he wouldn’t want to live here. I’m insane. It’s been like five minutes; we are nowhere near ready to discuss moving in or anything.
But then, why does it feel so right to want him to?
Once I’m washed, I get out and put on my robe. I wrap my hair up and find myself picking up my phone to call Jaylin. She answers right away.
“Whatup,” she says on a yawn. “It’s late. I need my beauty sleep.”
“Callie said Nico should move in.”
I’m met with silence for a moment. “How do you feel about that?”
“I don’t know. It’s only been a few months. Like three.”
“Yeah, but he’s there all the time, isn’t he?”
“He is, but he has the freedom to leave and get away from me.”
She snorts. “I doubt he needs that freedom. Have you asked him?”
“Not at all. I feel crazy thinking it.”
“Ask him, then.”
I wrinkle my face. “Would you move in with someone after three months?”
“If I loved them, I would.”
“Hmm. This is weird.”
“What?” she laughs. “Feelings?”
“Yeah, they’re tricky.”
Jaylin scoffs. “But they’re so much fun.”
When my door opens, Nico fills the doorway, looking tiredly sexy. His hair is brushed back and wet. His suit is fitted, but the first three buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned while his tie hangs loosely. “Nico just got here. Let me call you back.”
“Ugh, I’m so jealous you’re about to bang.”
I hang up, shaking my head. “Hey you.”
He grumbles, but still, he sends me a small smile. “Sorry I lost,” he says, coming to the bed and crawling over me.
I wrap my arms and legs around him, kissing his lips. “It’s okay. Amelia said that you guys got screwed and that power up shouldn’t have happened.”
He shakes his head. “Power play, baby,” he corrects me before kissing my lips. “I really need to watch hockey with you.”
“You do,” I agree as he presses himself into me.
“Did you have fun?” he asks, chewing at my bottom lip.
“I did. I ate the popcorn pretzel tree thing. Not bad.”
“Told you.”
I grin against his lips. “It turned me on, watching you.”
He groans against my mouth. “Oh yeah?”
“Yup,” I say, rubbing myself against his slacks.
“Watching you there did something to me. I want you so bad.”
“Do you?”
“So fucking bad,” he murmurs against my mouth before kissing me once more.
I fall into the kiss, feeling it all over. His hands find their way into my robe, untying it and cupping my sex. I arch into his hand as his finger slides between my lips.
“Damn, you’re so wet.”
“I want you.”
He growls against my mouth as he rakes his teeth over my lips, nipping at my jaw before sucking on my neck. I want to moan so loudly, cry his name, but Callie is in the next room. He makes his way down my chest, kissing and nipping, driving me wild.
“I’m freshly showered,” I mutter, and he bites my stomach.
“Mmm, I love when you talk dirty to me.”
I snort-giggle until his tongue glides along my stomach, licking at my belly button as he pushes my robe away, revealing my naked body. He kisses down my thigh to my knee before running his tongue back up my thigh and along the slit of my lips. I roll my eyes up into the back of my head as he continues the slow torture. I hold on to his shoulder when he moved the tip of his tongue along my lips. When he opens me, I arch up into his mouth, and he devours me. His tongue and fingers stroke me in all the right ways. When he slides his thumb into my pussy, I have to cover my mouth to keep from screaming. He presses his thumb into me harder, in and out as he flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit. I feel everything tightening, and soon, I break. I cry into my hand, gathering the blankets with my fingers as he sucks me into oblivion.
I don’t feel him move or even undress. I’m lost. Completely gone. But then he is filling me to the hilt. One fluid motion, quick and hard. I grab ahold of his thighs as he pounds into me, holding me by my ankles with my legs up in the air. I look up to see he has no control on his face and he is taking what he wants. What he needs. And I am A-okay being on the receiving end. His body slaps into mine, and his cock feels so damn good in me. It’s so thick, filling me in all the ways I never knew I needed until I met him. His eyes are hooded, gorgeous, and sexy, and soon, he slams into me, a moan bubbling in his chest as his fingers bite into my ankles. He jerks into me once, then again, and finally, his head drops back as he fills me.