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“Yes,” I whispered, an admission I’d never have made to any other man.

“Rub yourself against me. Use your fingers too, if you like, but I want you to fall apart in my arms before we reach the hotel.” When I hesitated, he ran the tip of his tongue along my jaw. “Do you want me to help?”

Another whisper. “Yes.”

He slipped his hand into my bikini bottoms and circled slowly with one finger, matching the rhythm with his tongue against mine. It was no surprise whatsoever to find out that Nico knew precisely what he was doing. The stain grew. My hips began bucking. Traffic started moving again, but I’d come before we reached the hotel. No doubt about it. When he nudged his way into me with a finger, I was gone. He swallowed his name as I gasped it, then held me close as I collapsed into a boneless heap on his lap. I was shaking, really shaking. Nico Belinsky had just given me the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life, and we were still fully clothed.

This man was going to ruin me, and I’d gladly lie back and beg for the end.

“Can you walk?” he asked.

“I’m not sure.”

“Should I carry you inside?”

We were at the hotel? I glanced out the window and saw the doorman waiting a few feet away under the porte cochère, studiously looking anywhere but the car’s tinted windows. Oops.

“I might just need to borrow your arm.”

Nico pulled my dress down, and I checked the status of the stain. As usual, he knew exactly what I was thinking.

“Carry your purse in front of you, and nobody will notice.”

“Next time, I’m going to pick out swimwear with a pattern.”

“Next time?”

“Uh, if you want there to be a next time. If you don’t, then?—”

“Of course I want there to be a next time. I’m beyond relieved that you’re thinking along the same lines.”

Nico tipped the driver and doorman, then strolled across the lobby as if he hadn’t just rocked my entire world. All I could think of was getting him naked. Rational thought had disappeared, and the only thing left was lizard brain.

The elevator doors closed, and we were alone again. I dropped to my knees, but Nico shook his head.

“Not here. There’s a camera in the corner, zolottse.”

“Shit, really?”

My cheeks burned as he helped me to my feet. The stupid, impulsive part of me should be thrown in a dungeon. She’d gotten me into so much trouble over the years.

Nico smoothed my dress and kissed my cheek, then wrapped an arm around my waist. Things were different now. Now, I had Nico at my side, and he was a gentleman, not an opportunist. Cesare would have let me suck his cock and then used the video to blackmail me later. Think that’s an exaggeration? Think again. He used whatever threats he had to in order to keep me in line.

But Nico? Nico just thanked the babysitter and the security guard and held the door so they could leave, then led me to my room to check on a sleeping Matty. He looked so peaceful. A splodgy painting sat on the nightstand, so it seemed the sitter had kept him entertained.

Quietly, quietly, I closed the door.

Then Nico picked me up, bridal-style, and carried me to his bed.

Perhaps I should have been nervous, but everything he’d said in the car, everything he’d done, had set my mind at ease. I had nothing to fear from this man, no matter his reputation.

He peeled me out of my clothes, and the way he looked at me, the heat in his gaze, made me forget all my imperfections. After I’d returned the favour and stripped him slowly, I traced a fingertip over the scar on his hip. A thin, silvery line. A reminder of the past. Then I focused on the present. On the perfect cock jutting toward me, eight inches of deliciousness just waiting for me to taste.

He gave a low groan as I took him into my mouth, and if my years with Cesare had taught me anything, it was how to block my gag reflex. Nico cursed under his breath as I swallowed him to the root, but in a good way.

“Fuck, zolottse. Da, take all of it.”

I’d never enjoyed sucking cock before, but Nico changed my outlook on everything. Where once there was despair, now there was hope. Where there was nausea, now there was lust. I gripped his ass as he thrust into my throat, waiting for him to come, waiting for him to fall apart the way I had. But he disappointed me by pulling out.

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