Page 100 of Timelessly Ours
“Open wider, honey.”
She does and draws me deeper, licking teasingly and sucking powerfully, growing more confident with every stroke.
I bite back a praise.
Heat rushes through my body and I hold her face with both my hands. “Nicky, baby…” I tug gently, but her fingers tighten around my ass, holding me in place.
The earth spirals around me and I don't fight her as pure ecstasy surges and my release shoots down her throat.
Through silent panting, I offer her a hand and she takes it, rising to her feet. She wipes at her bottom lip and looks up at me, her eyes wholly satisfied despite it being me on the receiving end just now.
She lifts on her toes but her lips still only reach my chin. “Now we can cuddle.”
She turns toward the bathroom, and I catch her hand and whisper to the back of her neck. “But I’m going to need a shower first.” Because in about three minutes I’m going to want to fuck you from behind and that’s not ideal.
Nicole might want me ungentlemanly but I’m only ready to unleash so much of it at once.
Her eyes drop before they meet mine again. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” I rasp, pulling myself to her and cupping her jaw. “It’s because you did everything so fucking right that I need to cool off before I get in bed with you tonight.”
Her eyes drift thoughtfully, and I bring her mouth to mine. “Get comfortable and naked in my bed, honey. I’ll be quick.”
But the minute I reach my bathroom door, I freeze. I’m not taking any chances with her.
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I saw the look in his eyes. He wanted to throw me up against the wall again. And this time—it wasn’t to eat me out. His self-control is appreciated but frustrating as fuck.
I unhook my bra and place it gently on the end of his bed. Then push down my shorts but keep my panties on. He might be taking care of himself in the shower to ease his eagerness, but I’ll be ready for him when he comes out.
“You’re gorgeous.”
I gasp and turn. He’s standing at the bathroom door stripped down to nothing. His body, his defined muscles, abs, legs, cock…just chiseled everywhere.
“What happened to your shower?”
“We’ll take one later together.”
I try not to stare below his belly button as he walks back toward me.
He’s so thick. And I’m suddenly terrified.
I’m having a serious be careful what you wish for moment right now.
“Tell me again, sweetheart. How I intimidate you.”
I grin up at him. “Aren’t you getting a little cocky?”
He laughs. “Maybe.” His eyes drop to my panties. “You missed one.” Lying me back on his bed, he pulls them off me. “Now you’re ready for me.”
“Ready for what, exactly?” I prod.
He joins me on the bed and drops his mouth to mine. Kissing me slowly, sensually. He rolls one nipple between his fingers and I squirm and moan. Then he slides that hand down my stomach and presses his palm against my mound. I jolt when his fingers push into me. I’m so hot for him. So wet.
He strokes me slowly, in sync with the way he’s kissing me. He’s not trying to get me off this way. It’s too graceful. Too languid.
But here I am…close to coming apart.