across my neck and sent tingles cascading along my skin. ‘Then I’m going to lick you and arouse you until you can barely see straight, but I won’t let you come until I’m ready. You’ll be begging me, baby.’ A groan escaped me, frustration mixed with arousal, because from experience I knew that delayed gratification was a game that Nicholas was very, very good at. Somehow his immense reserves of self-control meant that he could still look cool, calm, and collected after tormenting me for hours until I was sobbing and begging for release.
‘Do you know what I’ll do then, Becky?’ he asked, his fingers making short work of the buttons down the front of my blouse. Leaning in to nip at my earlobe I gasped, and then felt his tongue soothe the small sting as I let out another soft moan of arousal.
I was fairly sure I knew what he had planned for me – hours of arousing torture with no release – so I hazarded a guess, ‘You’ll start all over again?’ I murmured, my voice weak and thin already, and we’d barely even started. A warm chuckle broke across my collar bone as Nicholas slipped my blouse to the ground and trailed his fingers down my arms until I shivered from the unbearable desire building up in me. ‘No, Becky, we have a meeting with James later so unfortunately we’re a bit pushed for time.’ Pausing, he licked a warm, moist path up my neck until I was dizzy and clinging to his shoulders for support. ‘My intentions are simple, when you have begged me loud and long enough, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll scream my name until you’re hoarse.’
‘ Oh God .’ I already sounded hoarse, and that was just from him speaking to me. Nicholas didn’t use dirty talk that often, although when he did I rather liked it. His filthy words today were almost enough to make me come on the spot – my stomach muscles were already clenching, my channel felt wet and frustratingly empty, and my clitoris was buzzing as if it had been electrified.
To an outsider, Nicholas’ hunched shoulders and intense stare would probably make it appear that he was set on outright domination and tortuous teasing, but as he unclipped my bra and stepped around to look at my breasts I watched as his face softened and his lips parted in appreciation. ‘Perfect,’ he murmured, a small smile tweaking his lips and giving away his charade. Lifting a hand Nicholas slowly rubbed the pad of his thumb across one nipple and the next, causing them both to harden and ache for more of his delicious touch as I arched forwards shamelessly.
No matter how desperate I might have been earlier, his careful attentions made me relax, and over the next ten minutes as he stripped and pleasured me, I loosened and calmed as my body became attuned to his slower, more loving rhythm. When my wobbly legs could no longer support my weight, Nicholas scooped me up and carried me to the bed, laying me in the centre of the soft quilt and cushions before beginning his teasing kisses again. My lips curved into a broad smile as I watched the top of his head slowly making its way across my body, dropping licks and nips over my heated skin. Nicholas was clearly set on taking his time today and nothing I could say or do would change his mind – not that I minded in the least.
True to his earlier threat, Nicholas brought me to the edge of ecstasy so many times that I lost count as I writhed below his patient, skilful lips as he covered my body with heated touches until I was almost delirious. Finally, when I really could take no more, I did exactly what he told me I would – I began to beg.
‘Please, Nicholas … please .’ I heard, and felt, a hot satisfied chuckle break across my belly from his perfect lips, but he ignored my request and continued on his last trail until his mouth was hovering above my clit, his tongue darting occasional hot swipes across my quivering flesh until I was frantic below him. ‘Please! Nicholas, I’m begging
‘Do you know what I’ll do then, Becky?’ he asked, his fingers making short work of the buttons down the front of my blouse. Leaning in to nip at my earlobe I gasped, and then felt his tongue soothe the small sting as I let out another soft moan of arousal.
I was fairly sure I knew what he had planned for me – hours of arousing torture with no release – so I hazarded a guess, ‘You’ll start all over again?’ I murmured, my voice weak and thin already, and we’d barely even started. A warm chuckle broke across my collar bone as Nicholas slipped my blouse to the ground and trailed his fingers down my arms until I shivered from the unbearable desire building up in me. ‘No, Becky, we have a meeting with James later so unfortunately we’re a bit pushed for time.’ Pausing, he licked a warm, moist path up my neck until I was dizzy and clinging to his shoulders for support. ‘My intentions are simple, when you have begged me loud and long enough, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll scream my name until you’re hoarse.’
‘ Oh God .’ I already sounded hoarse, and that was just from him speaking to me. Nicholas didn’t use dirty talk that often, although when he did I rather liked it. His filthy words today were almost enough to make me come on the spot – my stomach muscles were already clenching, my channel felt wet and frustratingly empty, and my clitoris was buzzing as if it had been electrified.
To an outsider, Nicholas’ hunched shoulders and intense stare would probably make it appear that he was set on outright domination and tortuous teasing, but as he unclipped my bra and stepped around to look at my breasts I watched as his face softened and his lips parted in appreciation. ‘Perfect,’ he murmured, a small smile tweaking his lips and giving away his charade. Lifting a hand Nicholas slowly rubbed the pad of his thumb across one nipple and the next, causing them both to harden and ache for more of his delicious touch as I arched forwards shamelessly.
No matter how desperate I might have been earlier, his careful attentions made me relax, and over the next ten minutes as he stripped and pleasured me, I loosened and calmed as my body became attuned to his slower, more loving rhythm. When my wobbly legs could no longer support my weight, Nicholas scooped me up and carried me to the bed, laying me in the centre of the soft quilt and cushions before beginning his teasing kisses again. My lips curved into a broad smile as I watched the top of his head slowly making its way across my body, dropping licks and nips over my heated skin. Nicholas was clearly set on taking his time today and nothing I could say or do would change his mind – not that I minded in the least.
True to his earlier threat, Nicholas brought me to the edge of ecstasy so many times that I lost count as I writhed below his patient, skilful lips as he covered my body with heated touches until I was almost delirious. Finally, when I really could take no more, I did exactly what he told me I would – I began to beg.
‘Please, Nicholas … please .’ I heard, and felt, a hot satisfied chuckle break across my belly from his perfect lips, but he ignored my request and continued on his last trail until his mouth was hovering above my clit, his tongue darting occasional hot swipes across my quivering flesh until I was frantic below him. ‘Please! Nicholas, I’m begging
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