“I think you’ll change your mind,” I whisper and carry her through my apartment to my bedroom.
“We’ve never spent the night here,” she comments, looking around.
“I like your apartment,” I reply with a grin.
She smiles, her eyes happy. “I like you.”
“Happy to hear it.” I chuckle and lower her onto my king-size bed. I reach up for the restraints, but she stops me with a hand on my chest.
“Wait.” She bites her lip, as though she’s thinking hard about her next words. “I don’t want you to restrain me this time. I want to be able to touch you while you make love to me.”
Her voice is soft, tender, and I couldn’t deny her if I wanted to. I release the restraints and back away from the bed to shed my clothes quickly and join her.
She opens her arms in invitation, and I willingly go to her, climb over her small body, rest my pelvis and heavy cock against her core and my elbows on either side of her head.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” I whisper.
“You. Just you,” she responds sweetly. She hikes her sexy-as-fuck legs up around my hips, opening herself more to me.
My cock slides through her slick heat, the tip bumping against her clit as I grind my hips against hers. I reach over for a condom, but she stops me again.
“I can’t get pregnant, Matt.”
I gaze down at her sober face and feel my gut tighten. I’ve never gone without suiting up in my life.
“Birth control?” I ask.
A shadow moves across her face, but then she nods and smiles. “Yeah, I’m on the pill.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with this, baby? I don’t mind using them.”
“I want to feel you,” she whispers and bites her lip.
I kiss her forehead and grin down into her stunning face. “You feel so fucking good, Nic,” I moan against her lips and then sink down into her, kissing her for all I’m worth. My hands cup her head as my mouth plunders. My body is on fire. Her hands travel lazily up and down my back, leaving trails of sparkling energy down to my ass, where she cups and kneads the muscles there, a low moan coming from her perfect, plump lips.
“I love your ass,” she mutters before biting my lower lip.
Jesus, when was the last time a woman touched me while I fucked her?
When was the last time I made love? I can’t remember. I don’t mind being touched, but rendering a woman helpless while I bring her body to heights she didn’t know she was capable of is the greatest high there is.
Until Nic. Every experience with her brings me to my knees. I love having her tied up in my ropes, but right now, with her remarkable hands gliding over my body, I’d swear this is the best I’ve ever had.
During the entire scene at the club and the drive home, all I could think of was getting her here and drilling into her, over and over until I made us both scream, and now that I have her here, I just want to take my time with her, explore her.
Make her moan and squirm and get lost in what I can do to her body.
I nuzzle her nose and pull it down her cheek to her ear. “I’m going to make love to you all night, Nicole.”
“Promise?” she whispers with a grin.
“Absolutely,” I reply as I brush light kisses down her neck to her shoulder, where I can trace the beautiful pink flowers inked on her skin as I pull free from her body and get ready to take us both to the edge of sanity.
I drift down to her breasts and settle in to feast on the hard nubs, scraping them with my teeth then soothing them with my tongue. Nic’s hips twist and shift beneath me, pushing against my stomach. I drag my lips down her smooth, tight stomach to her sexy-as-hell piercing and farther still to her core.
I ate her out not an hour ago, and I can’t wait to do it again.
When my lips wrap around her clit, her hips buck up, but I grip her with my hands and hold her down against the bed. Her fingers plunge into my hair, and she holds on tightly.
I hollow my cheeks and pull her pussy lips into my mouth, sucking in a pulsing motion. She digs her heels into my shoulders when I push two fingers inside her and cries out as an orgasm rips through her. Her juices flow around my fingers, and I lap them up like honey.
Fucking amazing.
I climb up her body, but before I can push inside her, she plants her hands on my chest and pushes.
“On your back, detective,” she orders with a grin.
I smile down at her, kiss her cheek and do as she directs, dragging her with me. She rears up on her knees and pulls her hands—and nails—down my chest to my cock, circles both hands along the length and begins pumping up and down, milking me, watching my face as she drives me mad.
“Ah fuck, Nic,” I mumble. “Baby, you’re gonna make me…”
Before I can finish, she smiles smugly and lowers herself to pull the crown of my cock into her mouth and sinks down until I can feel the back of her throat.
“Holy mother of fuck!” I cry out.
She bobs up and down, those lips tightening around my dick as she pulls up and sucks, her hand following the motion while the other hand cups and fondles my balls.
I fall back onto the bed and swear my eyes are crossed. Sparks flare in my vision, the room is spinning and a warm warning sets up residence at the base of my spine.
Fuck!
“Nic, if you don’t stop—ah God you’re good at that—I’m going to come, baby.”
She simply moans and continues until I grip her shoulders and pull her up the length of me, crush my mouth to hers and settle her knees on either side of my hips.