His strong hands grasped her shoulders and he pulled her up into his arms. She licked her lips before biting down on them nervously hoping he hadn't caught her intimate kiss. Before she could say anything to explain her actions, he kissed her deeply and she responded just as eagerly. He pulled her closer in his arms and she crawled into his lap resting her legs on the seat beside his thighs. Unconsciously her hips grinded against his groin rubbing her heat against him while his mouth praised her eyelids, nose, and cheeks.
"I want more," he whispered huskily with his lips near her ear.
The tingles filling her own veins were driving her insane and she fought through the haze filling her brain to hear his words. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I want more of you."
She was confused and afraid to ask what he meant. Would Cleo know what he meant? Of course she would, Cleo knew everything. Yet, if Nicole really thought about it, giving him even more meant giving herself and that she could not give. "Oh no, that could never happen. I can't let that happen." she answered breathlessly gripping his shoulders to fight the wantonness she was feeling.
He stiffened uncomfortably leaning back. His hands moved to her hips to stop her erotic grinding against him and she whimpered her protest, but allowed him to hold her back as he was doing. He used his hand to hold her chin so she would look at him. "What do you mean that can never happen?" His tone and look was bothered.
She wanted to continue her motions, but he held her firmly from her moving her body against his. Biting her lip again, she cursed to herself for revealing so much. When she became hesitate about answering him, his look became bothered.
"Nicole what do you mean by I can't ever?"
She sighed knowing what they had just shared and the arousal she was feeling would be going no where soon. He was too serious by far and took everything so literal. Couldn't he just enjoy the moment? Couldn't he be just satisfied with the here and now instead of thinking about the future? Pushing out of his waist, she sat back in her chair avoiding that intense glare she knew he was giving her. He was ready for a fight and she didn't want to give it to him, but she needed to make him understand without telling him the entire truth.
"Like I said yesterday, after my service, we have no strings attached."