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“He said this happened after you went to see your aunt.”

“It did. It happened when I was with her.”

Nico studies my face before letting me go. “I want to meet this aunt of yours. You’ve been seeing her a lot. She’s the only family you have. It seems fitting I meet her.”

Nico meeting Beatrice is the last thing that can happen. I have to do something. I have to stop this.

The only thing that comes to mind is distracting Nico.

So, I grab his face and kiss him.

He wraps his arms around my body, drawing me in closer and deepening the kiss. Unlike last time, neither of us pulls away.

I know I shouldn’t be kissing Nico. If I let myself go here, I might care for him more, which I can’t do. I can’t lose sight of my mission.

And yet … his lips on mine are divine. I’ve never felt this kind of passion before. It’s all-consuming and electric.

Nico growls deeply as he picks me up and carries me into his office. I don’t even think as he places me on the edge of his desk. All I can focus on are his lips on mine. He’s powerful and dominating, and I can’t resist it.

I gasp when he begins to kiss down my neck.

“Tell me to stop,” he says.

I don’t say a word.

Nico has kept me at a distance for the past couple of weeks. I miss my father. I hate my aunt. I’m all alone, and I need connection.

“I need to taste you,” he growls. I watch in shock as Nico kneels before me and shoves my dress over my hips. I never knew a powerful man like him would ever kneel to anybody.

He grips the edge of my panties. “If you want me to stop, then tell me now.”

Once again, I stay quiet.

A soft moan escapes me as he rips my underwear down my legs. A wetness has formed between my legs. I’ve never felt this intense desire and attraction for anyone. It’s confusing. Nico is the enemy.

Or is he?

I let him spread my legs wide. No man has ever seen this part of me before. I should want rose petals on the bed and soft romantic lighting. Not Nico kneeling before me while I spread my legs on his desk.

But I want to hurt. I want to be punished for my thoughts. I’m considering murdering him.

Nico pulls my hips to the edge of the desk, then places his face right between my legs. I gasp when his lips touch my sensitive folds. I’ve barely touched myself here. I tried in the past, but my own touch just never did it for me, and there was no way I would buy a sex toy—not when my father wanted me sheltered.

I flush when Nico smirks up at me before kissing my folds again. His lips circle my bundle of nerves, and my hips jerk up of their own accord. My hands press against the desk, steadying me. I can’t believe this is happening. There’s no way this is happening.

And yet, it is.

Nico growls deeply in his throat as he pleasures me with his mouth. I blush harder at the sound. Anyone could walk in on us. I like the idea of Enzo coming in and Nico getting angry with himand punishing Enzo. That would be one way to get Enzo off my back.

A dark part of me wants to be Nico’s. He’s strangely kind—much kinder than Beatrice has ever been.

And right now, he’s showing me a pleasure I’ve never experienced before.

His hands grip my thighs tighter as he increases the pressure of his tongue on my body. My head drops back, and a soft moan escapes me.

“Nico,” I whisper. “It’s too much.”

“You want this?”

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