burning with such an intensity my breath caught in my throat. His arms tightened around me, and I ground myself wantonly against him. The bulge behind his zipper was huge, and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
He looked as if he might have wanted to say something, but then he thought better of it and crushed his lips to mine, interlocking his tongue with mine.
I couldn’t get enough of him. The way he tasted… The way he smelled… And the way his hard body felt beneath my fingers.
When he pulled away again, his breath was coming hot and fast. He groaned as I shifted myself against him and reached a hand down towards his zipper. I stared into his eyes as I traced my fingers along the bulge in his jeans.
“Oh, God, Ella,” he murmured as I continued to stroke him beneath the denim.
“I need to feel you inside me,” I whispered. I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life.
He gave me a crooked grin. “My pleasure.”
He slid his hand beneath my clothes and moved his fingers upwards until he reached the lace of my panties. I flushed because he’d be able to tell how aroused I was already. The lace was already wet. His eyes darkened as his fingers found my most intimate spot. “Christ, Ella.”
He delved beneath the lace, burying his fingers in my wetness, sliding them slowly back and forth. I shivered with pleasure and let out a little moan.
“Do you like that?”
“Oh, yes.” I pressed down against his fingers as his other hand clutched my ass.
I wasn’t exactly a skinny girl, and yet he held me with one arm as he caressed me. My cheeks grew hot as he used his thumb to circle my clit.
“I’m going to make sure you don’t forget tonight, Ella. I’m going to ruin you for any other man. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll think about me every time you sleep with someone else. After you leave, I want to be the man you think about when you’re alone in bed, touching yourself.”
As he spoke, he slid a finger inside me, and flicked my clit at the same time. Out of nowhere, my body responded, and my internal walls clenched around his finger as I came hard.
I breathed his name as I tried to get my breath back.
“What… What did you just do?”
That had never happened to me before. I always knew when I was going to come. There was a slow buildup before the delicious release, but that had been sudden and powerful. It made me feel uneasy — like he was more in control of my body than I was.
“That was nothing,” he said. “I’m going to make you come so many times that you’ll lose count.”
Nick reached down to unbuckle his jeans and fulfil his promise. My whole body was tingling as my eyes hungrily took in his hot, toned body. I wanted to remember every detail of this night when I left here.
As Nick moved toward me with a sexy smile on his lips, there was a loud hammering on the door.
I clasped a bedsheet in front of me, and my eyes widened as I looked at Nick questioningly.
“Who the hell is that?” Nick said in frustration.
He didn’t bother refastening his belt before he flung the door open. “Oh, it’s you,” Nick said, cuttingly. “What do you want?”
I couldn’t see who was at the door. Whoever it was had seriously bad timing, though. I shrank back against the bed. It was pretty obvious what Nick and I were doing, or at least what we had been about to do. I wasn’t ashamed exactly, but I would have preferred to keep it private and didn’t want anyone to see me.
“Victor would like a word.” The cool, deep voice was instantly recognizable. Jackson.
I flushed and hoped he hadn’t seen me.
“What about?” Nick snapped.
“I suggest you ask him that yourself,” Jackson replied. No matter what situation he found himself in, I couldn’t imagine anything ruffling Jackson. He always seemed so calm. So controlled.
“Hello, Ella,” Jackson’s voice took on a teasing tone as he leaned against the door-jam and winked at
He looked as if he might have wanted to say something, but then he thought better of it and crushed his lips to mine, interlocking his tongue with mine.
I couldn’t get enough of him. The way he tasted… The way he smelled… And the way his hard body felt beneath my fingers.
When he pulled away again, his breath was coming hot and fast. He groaned as I shifted myself against him and reached a hand down towards his zipper. I stared into his eyes as I traced my fingers along the bulge in his jeans.
“Oh, God, Ella,” he murmured as I continued to stroke him beneath the denim.
“I need to feel you inside me,” I whispered. I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life.
He gave me a crooked grin. “My pleasure.”
He slid his hand beneath my clothes and moved his fingers upwards until he reached the lace of my panties. I flushed because he’d be able to tell how aroused I was already. The lace was already wet. His eyes darkened as his fingers found my most intimate spot. “Christ, Ella.”
He delved beneath the lace, burying his fingers in my wetness, sliding them slowly back and forth. I shivered with pleasure and let out a little moan.
“Do you like that?”
“Oh, yes.” I pressed down against his fingers as his other hand clutched my ass.
I wasn’t exactly a skinny girl, and yet he held me with one arm as he caressed me. My cheeks grew hot as he used his thumb to circle my clit.
“I’m going to make sure you don’t forget tonight, Ella. I’m going to ruin you for any other man. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll think about me every time you sleep with someone else. After you leave, I want to be the man you think about when you’re alone in bed, touching yourself.”
As he spoke, he slid a finger inside me, and flicked my clit at the same time. Out of nowhere, my body responded, and my internal walls clenched around his finger as I came hard.
I breathed his name as I tried to get my breath back.
“What… What did you just do?”
That had never happened to me before. I always knew when I was going to come. There was a slow buildup before the delicious release, but that had been sudden and powerful. It made me feel uneasy — like he was more in control of my body than I was.
“That was nothing,” he said. “I’m going to make you come so many times that you’ll lose count.”
Nick reached down to unbuckle his jeans and fulfil his promise. My whole body was tingling as my eyes hungrily took in his hot, toned body. I wanted to remember every detail of this night when I left here.
As Nick moved toward me with a sexy smile on his lips, there was a loud hammering on the door.
I clasped a bedsheet in front of me, and my eyes widened as I looked at Nick questioningly.
“Who the hell is that?” Nick said in frustration.
He didn’t bother refastening his belt before he flung the door open. “Oh, it’s you,” Nick said, cuttingly. “What do you want?”
I couldn’t see who was at the door. Whoever it was had seriously bad timing, though. I shrank back against the bed. It was pretty obvious what Nick and I were doing, or at least what we had been about to do. I wasn’t ashamed exactly, but I would have preferred to keep it private and didn’t want anyone to see me.
“Victor would like a word.” The cool, deep voice was instantly recognizable. Jackson.
I flushed and hoped he hadn’t seen me.
“What about?” Nick snapped.
“I suggest you ask him that yourself,” Jackson replied. No matter what situation he found himself in, I couldn’t imagine anything ruffling Jackson. He always seemed so calm. So controlled.
“Hello, Ella,” Jackson’s voice took on a teasing tone as he leaned against the door-jam and winked at
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