Only One Touch (Only One 4)

I smile at him. “Then what are you waiting for?” I say, and he grabs me around the waist. The kiss is soft and slow, as he walks me backward toward the bed.

He picks me up at my waist and lays me on the middle of the bed. He looks down at me. “I’ve prayed for this moment since you left,” he says, pulling off his T-shirt. “I would have made deals with the devil to get you back,” he says, and I know the feeling. I know all of this because I would have done the same. I would have given everything I had to go back to the last time I was with him. I would have given everything just for one more minute with him.

He comes down on me, and my legs wrap around his waist as he kisses my neck, sucking in softly. My eyes close as my back arches up when he switches sides. “Nico,” I whisper, my nails scratching down his back. His tongue trails up to my mouth, my tongue coming out to meet his. He gets up on his knees, his hand going to my chest right on top of my beating heart.

“You own me,” he says, looking into my eyes. “Every single piece of me is yours.” He unbuttons his pants with his one free hand. “I’m yours.”

I move my hands to my hips and the two little bows keeping my bikini bottoms intact. I untie them and my bikini bottom falls open. “I’m yours,” I say, “heart, body, and soul.” I sit up and kiss where his heart is, pulling down his pants from his hips. I lie back down as he takes his cock into his hand and rubs up and down my slit. We both watch as he enters me, moaning when he gets all the way in. He falls on top of me with his elbows on either side of my head. Our eyes lock on each other as he thrusts into me over and over again.

It’s almost as if our eyes are making a memory of this moment. Our lips on top of each other’s but not touching. I wrap my legs around him even tighter, not willing to let him go. “I love you,” he says to me over and over again.

My back arches into him as I come, and he follows me. He falls on me, and I welcome his weight. My hands go to his hair as he buries his face in my neck. “I love you,” I say to him, and I feel his soft kisses on my neck.

He wraps his arm around my waist, picking me up with him. “Time for a nice shower,” he says, and I just wrap my arms around his neck as he walks to the shower. He spots the tub. “Or a bath.”

“We can just go in the pool if you’d like,” I say as he places me on the counter.

“I have to have you again,” he says, and I just watch him as he walks to the tub and starts the water, his pants hanging on his hips. “And I’m not doing it in the pool.”

“How long can you stay?” I ask, and I know that I shouldn’t be bringing it up yet since he just got here. But I have to prepare myself to be without him again.

“As long as you want me here,” he says, and I smile.

“I want you to stay all the time, but I know that you have a team to get back to.” He shakes his head, and I just look at him.

“I left it,” he says three words that if I wasn’t sitting would have knocked me on my ass.

“What do you mean, you left it?” I ask for clarification.

“Lizzie is the new GM,” he says, pulling down his pants and boxers in one fluid motion. “I still own the team, but I’m not going to be involved that much.”

“But …” I say the word. “But you love that team.”

“I do.” He comes to me. “I love that team.” He kisses my lips. “But I love you more, and I choose you before the team.”

“Laurene,” I say. “This isn’t going to hurt her, is it?”

He blinks and laughs. “Another reason you are too good for me.” He kisses me softly. “Instead of thinking about you, you are thinking about everyone else.”

“I’m thinking about you,” I finally tell him. “I’m thinking that you couldn’t live with yourself and the guilt if you didn’t fulfill a promise,” I say.

“The marriage was annulled yesterday,” he says, and I don’t think he could shock me more. “Not sure if the press picked it up or not, and we don’t care. If the company takes back their sale, it will look bad on them.”