satisfaction
when her lips softened against his and she opened her mouth to him. He grabbed
her face in his hands and swallowed up her whimper of pleasure.
Her tongue flicked out and she ran
it gently along his bottom lip. “I’m sorry.” She whispered against him before
drawing his lip into her mouth, sucking lightly at the tender flesh she’d
bitten only a minute ago.
Nick groaned in arousal and felt
his resentment slipping away. He didn’t care what she did, how many rooms she
wiped clean as long as she kept touching him. “I want you so much it frightens
me,” he said in a quiet undertone. “I can’t think around it.”
Nixie wiggled, trying to press her
body to his and having a hard time of it due to her restrained hands. She
whimpered pitifully before begging. “Fuck me, Nick. Please, please. Just take
me.”
* * *
Nixie would have been embarrassed
to find herself pleading for him to touch her, but she desperately needed it.
She’d get down on her knees and beg him if it would mean getting what she
wanted. She needed Nick like she’d never needed anyone in her life. He was an addiction.
At her desperate plea, Nick moved
until he was kneeling between her legs. He gazed at her with those astounding
blue eyes and stated the obvious. “You want me.”
She nodded fervently in answer.
Nick’s hands slid her skirt up
around her waist and he lowered his mouth to her. “Say it,” he said, his breathing
hot against her intimate parts. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it,” she whimpered.
Nick slid his tongue along her,
lapping at her sensitive flesh. “You want this very badly,” he informed her.
Nixie gave a cry as he nibbled
softly at her skin, his tongue swirling in a careless pattern. “Yes,” she
agreed. “Yes…yes…” Biting her lip, she grunted. “I want you in me. Now. I need
it.”
Nick seemed more than willing to
oblige her. He scrambled off the bed and frantically began climbing out of his
trousers.
“Hurry.”
Nick rewarded her with one of those
deliriously wonderful grins. “You think I’m not trying?” He struggled out of
his boxers and tossed them to the side, not even bothering with his shirt. He
quickly returned to her, positioning himself between her knees, but soon found
that the cuffs limited their movement.
Nixie couldn’t slide down far
enough to give him the room he needed. She squiggled and squirmed before
finally huffing. “Just let me loose. It’s not working like this.”
Nick shook his head stubbornly.
“No…can’t trust you…”
Nixie sent him a dirty look, but he
couldn’t see it due to the fact that he was still trying to find a way to get
them properly positioned. “This isn’t working.”
Nick gave a weary sigh and moved
away from her. “This isn’t working,” he agreed. He sat down next to her and
took in a few deep breaths, surveying the situation. After a moment, he said,
“You’re going to be on top.”
Nixie raised an eyebrow
skeptically. “How’s that gonna work?”
Nick slid closer to her. “Turn over
and climb on top.”
Nixie rolled her eyes. “This would
be so much easier if you’d just let me go, but whatever.” Very gingerly, she
climbed to her knees and turned to face him. When she spun, the handcuffs dug
uncomfortably into her wrists for a second, but she managed to get turned over
and onto his lap without too much effort or discomfort.
Nick gripped her thighs in his
hands and pulled her down onto his lap. “Now ride me.” He demanded it, his tone
conveying that he expected no argument. She didn’t plan to give him one.
With a little assistance, Nixie
managed to get him into place, and in one fluid motion, she impaled herself on
him.
Nick let out a low, deep groan from
underneath her.
She knew exactly how he felt. With
a soft sigh of satisfaction, Nixie began moving on top of him, driving him
deeper inside of her. Her head fell back and she had to bite her lip to keep
from crying out in ecstasy.
Due
when her lips softened against his and she opened her mouth to him. He grabbed
her face in his hands and swallowed up her whimper of pleasure.
Her tongue flicked out and she ran
it gently along his bottom lip. “I’m sorry.” She whispered against him before
drawing his lip into her mouth, sucking lightly at the tender flesh she’d
bitten only a minute ago.
Nick groaned in arousal and felt
his resentment slipping away. He didn’t care what she did, how many rooms she
wiped clean as long as she kept touching him. “I want you so much it frightens
me,” he said in a quiet undertone. “I can’t think around it.”
Nixie wiggled, trying to press her
body to his and having a hard time of it due to her restrained hands. She
whimpered pitifully before begging. “Fuck me, Nick. Please, please. Just take
me.”
* * *
Nixie would have been embarrassed
to find herself pleading for him to touch her, but she desperately needed it.
She’d get down on her knees and beg him if it would mean getting what she
wanted. She needed Nick like she’d never needed anyone in her life. He was an addiction.
At her desperate plea, Nick moved
until he was kneeling between her legs. He gazed at her with those astounding
blue eyes and stated the obvious. “You want me.”
She nodded fervently in answer.
Nick’s hands slid her skirt up
around her waist and he lowered his mouth to her. “Say it,” he said, his breathing
hot against her intimate parts. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it,” she whimpered.
Nick slid his tongue along her,
lapping at her sensitive flesh. “You want this very badly,” he informed her.
Nixie gave a cry as he nibbled
softly at her skin, his tongue swirling in a careless pattern. “Yes,” she
agreed. “Yes…yes…” Biting her lip, she grunted. “I want you in me. Now. I need
it.”
Nick seemed more than willing to
oblige her. He scrambled off the bed and frantically began climbing out of his
trousers.
“Hurry.”
Nick rewarded her with one of those
deliriously wonderful grins. “You think I’m not trying?” He struggled out of
his boxers and tossed them to the side, not even bothering with his shirt. He
quickly returned to her, positioning himself between her knees, but soon found
that the cuffs limited their movement.
Nixie couldn’t slide down far
enough to give him the room he needed. She squiggled and squirmed before
finally huffing. “Just let me loose. It’s not working like this.”
Nick shook his head stubbornly.
“No…can’t trust you…”
Nixie sent him a dirty look, but he
couldn’t see it due to the fact that he was still trying to find a way to get
them properly positioned. “This isn’t working.”
Nick gave a weary sigh and moved
away from her. “This isn’t working,” he agreed. He sat down next to her and
took in a few deep breaths, surveying the situation. After a moment, he said,
“You’re going to be on top.”
Nixie raised an eyebrow
skeptically. “How’s that gonna work?”
Nick slid closer to her. “Turn over
and climb on top.”
Nixie rolled her eyes. “This would
be so much easier if you’d just let me go, but whatever.” Very gingerly, she
climbed to her knees and turned to face him. When she spun, the handcuffs dug
uncomfortably into her wrists for a second, but she managed to get turned over
and onto his lap without too much effort or discomfort.
Nick gripped her thighs in his
hands and pulled her down onto his lap. “Now ride me.” He demanded it, his tone
conveying that he expected no argument. She didn’t plan to give him one.
With a little assistance, Nixie
managed to get him into place, and in one fluid motion, she impaled herself on
him.
Nick let out a low, deep groan from
underneath her.
She knew exactly how he felt. With
a soft sigh of satisfaction, Nixie began moving on top of him, driving him
deeper inside of her. Her head fell back and she had to bite her lip to keep
from crying out in ecstasy.
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