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A wicked grin crosses his face as he finally slides his fingers inside me, making me gasp at the sudden, overwhelming pleasure. His thumb finds my clit, expertly working it in circles while his fingers plunge deeper, driving me wild with desire.
“God, you’re so wet, Annalise,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. “Your body doesn’t lie, does it?”
I pant, my resolve crumbling under the onslaught of pleasure coursing through my veins.
He ruthlessly increases his pace, driving me closer and closer to the edge. Every nerve ending feels like it’s on fire, each stroke of his fingers threatening to send me over the brink. I can barely contain my moans, biting my lip as I cling to the last scraps of my dignity.
Just as I’m about to come, he slows down, making me frown, my climax dying away before he’s moving quickly again.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Are you begging me, Lily?” he taunts, his breath hot against my ear as his fingers continue their merciless assault on my senses.
“Never,” I growl through clenched teeth, pride and defiance warring within me. I refuse to be a plaything for him, even as I crave the release that only he can give me.
“Good.” He chuckles darkly, tightening his grip on my throat as he presses his lips against mine in a searing kiss. “I like it when you fight back.”
Before I can process what’s happening, Nikhil spins me around to face the door. My chest heaves with each ragged breath as he lowers his head to my neck, his tongue tracing a path along my sensitive skin. Each lick sends shivers down my spine, and I can’t help but arch my back, desperate for more.
“Is this what you want, Lily?” he murmurs into my ear, his voice dripping with dark intent. “Do you want me to taste you?”
I find myself nodding, unable to form coherent words as my mind swirls with a mix of arousal and trepidation. What am I doing? This man has made it clear that he doesn’t like me, and yet here we are, tangled in a heated embrace that threatens to consume us both.
And I’m enjoying every second of it.
Nikhil wastes no time, dropping to his knees and pressing his mouth against my core. The sensation is electric, every touch of his tongue igniting a fire within me. I bite my lip to suppress a gasp, acutely aware of just how thin the door separating us from the outside world is.
“God, you’re so wet,” he growls, clearly pleased by my reaction to his attention. He delves deeper, parting my folds with his tongue and exploring every inch of me.
I grip the door handle, trying to ground myself as waves of pleasure crash over me. It’s almost too much, and I know I won’t be able to hold out much longer. But there’s something inside me that refuses to submit completely, a stubborn pride that pushes me to resist the overwhelming desire coursing through my veins.
“Please,” I whisper, not sure if I’m begging for him to stop or to keep going. “Please, Nikhil.”
“Are you asking for mercy, Annalise?” he teases, his breath hot against my slick skin. “Or are you asking for more?”
“More,” I manage to choke out, surprising even myself with the boldness of my response.
Nikhil laughs wickedly as he leans into me, pushing me further toward the edge with each flick of his tongue. Just when I think I can’t take any more, he pulls back, leaving me teetering on the brink of release.
“Please,” I gasp, unable to bear the torturous pleasure any longer. “Please, don’t stop.”
“Ah, but where’s the fun in that?” He smirks, tracing a finger along the inside of my thigh. “I want to savor every moment of this, Annalise. And so should you.”
As he continues to tease and deny me, my desperation grows, fueled by a hunger that only he can satisfy. My body screams for release.
I’m trembling with unbearable longing, every nerve ending alive and demanding release. Nikhil watches me with a wicked smile, enjoying the torment he’s caused. Swallowing my pride, I force out the words I never thought I’d say.
“Please, Nikhil,” I beg, desperation seeping through my voice. “Let me come.”
“Finally,” he murmurs, his tone both satisfied and teasing.
His fingers find their way to my core, expertly stroking the sensitive flesh there. The wave of pleasure that crashes over me is so intense I fear I might shatter into a thousand pieces. My legs buckle beneath me as I cry out, finally releasing the tension that has been building within me.
“Ah, there you go, Annalise,” Nikhil coos, his warm breath fanning across my overheated skin. “Let it all go.”
As the overwhelming pleasure begins to subside, I become aware of Nikhil’s movements once more. His tongue traces a path along my inner thighs, licking up every last drop of my release. It’s an intimate act that heightens the intensity of our encounter, leaving me reeling from the sheer closeness of it.
“Delicious,” he whispers, his eyes locked on mine, daring me to look away. But I can’t. Not when he’s staring at me like that—like I’m the most precious thing in the world.
