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“It’s late,” he said, his voice husky.
I nodded. “Yes.”
He licked his lips, his eyes darting away for a moment before returning to my face.
“Are you okay?” I asked. “You seem… off.”
Nick shook his head, but the intensity of his energy didn’t wane. “I didn’t come here to talk, Alex.”
I swallowed. “What did you come here for then?”
His eyes were on my lips as he said, “What do you think?”
Before I could respond, he was on me, backing me into the apartment and slamming the door shut behind us. One of his hands was in my hair, the other tight on my hip. His huge body was covering mine, his thigh pushing between my legs. He hadn’t even kissed me yet, and I was overwhelmed. On fire. Stripped back to base instincts and desire.
“I need to feel you again,” he told me, hovering his mouth over mine but not yet touching. “But I don’t want to hurt you.” Ghosting a finger over my lower back, he said softly, “I feel unhinged. I’m afraid I’ll ruin you.”
I swallowed my whimper, then whispered back, “Ruin me, then.”
With a feral growl, he set me on the kitchen bench, gripped my thighs, and pulled them apart. I wasn’t wearing any panties, and when Nick’s gaze dipped to my throbbing center, a desperate moan worked its way up my throat, spurred on by the savage look on his face.
Stepping closer, he lowered his face between my legs, and my hands clenched into tight fists at my sides. I didn’t know what had brought this on, but I knew that his need was just as powerful as mine. He worked his mouth over my pussy, sliding his tongue between my wet folds and lapping at me. Beneath my skin, my blood was humming, my body aware that euphoria was about to wash through it.
He grunted like he was in pain, driving his tongue as deeply as he could inside me. His mouth was heaven on my body, but I was startled when something wet and warm dripped onto my pussy. I glanced down to find Nick’s eyes focused on where his spit was running down my slit and onto the bench between us.
I must’ve made a small sound of surprise because he told me, “I want your cunt to swallow my cock. Completely. Without resistance. I want to feel myself bottom out inside you, then push in a little farther to hear you scream.”
He finally dragged his gaze to mine, looking for my permission. Looking for my submission. I nodded, and he began the slow descent into my torture. He impaled himself, not slowing until he was nudging the very back of me. My inner muscles spasmed around him, making him groan. Nick’s hands tightened on my knees, dimpling my skin.
“Pull up your shirt, Alex,” he ground out. “I want to see those tits bounce for me.”
Reaching for the hem of the shirt, I lifted it up my body. The moment the air hit my breasts, my nipples puckered into tight peaks. Nick stared at them for a long minute.
“Fucking perfect,” he murmured, finally—finally—kissing me. His tongue lashed against mine, pushing into my mouth with the same relentless drive as his hips. I clung to the edge of the counter, knuckles turning white as he began to fuck me at a punishing pace.
Breaking the kiss, he dipped his head to my hardened nipples, taking one into his mouth and biting it. I moaned, unable to help the sound as Nick brought me closer to my orgasm. He sucked the other nipple into his mouth, the bite just as hard, but the flicks of his tongue against the tender flesh were even better.
I was soaring.
Leaning back on my hands, I let my head drop, feeling my hair tumble free of the bun I’d stuck it in before bed. Nick fisted the length, stretching my neck and exposing the length of my throat to him. Still pumping into me, he held me in that position, and I opened my eyes to see that he was staring at me with abject hunger in his eyes.
Seeing me watching him, he yanked back a little harder, and my body felt a spark of pain zinging through it.
“Nick,” I moaned. “Nick, I’m so close.”
His cock was slamming into me, touching me so deeply, making me feel so much. Reaching between us, he flicked my clit—the sharp pain adding another layer to this experience. My orgasm answered his demand, tightening my insides, sending contractions through my lower body. My pussy was practically throbbing with the need to come.
“Don’t come until I say so,” he managed to say, his rhythm somehow still smooth despite the frantic pace. I was soaked for him, so each thrust was met with nothing but slickness. He flicked my clit again, making me bite down on my lower lip. I was overwhelmed by the sensations, and I honestly didn’t know how much longer I could last. He was shoving me over the edge with his punishing strokes and violent touches.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” he grunted. “Yeah, I can feel your pussy clamping down tighter and tighter around me. You want to come, and you want to come all over me, don’t you, Alex?”
“Fuuuck,” I whined, his filthy words and my own need to tip over the edge making my skin feel too tight—too fucking much.
He drilled into me for seconds, minutes, hours more, and I felt my control finally starting to slip.
“I can’t hold on.”
“Yes, you fucking can, because if you don’t, I’ll take the punishment out on your ass.”
