Chapter Eight
Nikko stared at her, taking in her body, her curves, every single inch of her as he allowed her plea to repeat in his head.
“Nikko?”
“Are you sure, Natalie?”
She didn’t answer with her words. Instead she outstretched her hand and laid back down on the counter.
Her thick and creamy skinned thighs spread just enough for him to see the succulent pussy he had been feasting on only moments before. The taste of her was still on his tongue, making his will to resist her nearly impossible.
He stepped back up to the counter, unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down. Pushing the denim down his hips he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.
With his middle finger he dipped it inside of her, testing her readiness and relishing in her body’s reaction to his touch.
He flicked his thumb across her clit and she moaned while arching her back. Everything about her, from her wide hips, to the curve of her breasts and thighs were wreaking havoc on his restraint.
All he could think of was burying his cock inside of her, allowing the heat of her cunt to wrap around him.
His balls ached and his cock dripped with pre cum. He was so ready for her. Still he forced himself to hold back, not wanting to scare her away.
He concentrated on her, focusing on only her pleasure as he strummed at her clit. She rocked underneath his hand, pressing up against him as he brought her closer to the edge.
Every moan and whimper she gave him felt like the greatest high. He wanted, he needed to make her come.
“Nik… ko…”
“I know, baby. It’s okay.”
“Mmm… I’m so…”
Her voice was barely audible, just faint whispers floating through the air, calling to him like a ship calling to port.
“Shh… don’t fight it. Let go.”
He knew she was close. Her every movement and sound was showing him exactly how to work her body and take her to the brink.
“I have to… I’m… “ Her voice stilled and her body tensed.
Suddenly he felt it. That warm rush of magma, coating his hand and filling the room with a scent that called out to him in every primal way imaginable.
He couldn’t help himself any longer. He had to feel the inside of her. Even if she asked him to stop and it only lasted a second, he would keep his word. He just had to do this.
Pushing her thighs apart he positioned his cock against her pussy. The heat of that subtle contact along was enough to send him over the edge.
Her eyes opened and for a moment they stared at one another. He waited, wondering if she would stop him. But no words of protest came from her. Instead she grabbed her breasts and squeezed them against her body.
Through heavy lidded, sated eyes she spoke to him. He knew that she wanted him too. She didn’t have to say it aloud. He could see it, feel it, sense it.
With a forceful thrust Nikko finally was where he wanted. Buried deep inside of her.
Her body enveloped him, welcoming his cock into her and stroking him with her inner walls, still wet from her orgasm.
His balls drew up painfully tight. For two days this woman had been consuming his fantasies, taking hold of his mind and body without even so much as a glance in his direction.
And for some reason, as crazy as it seemed, he knew he was finally where he was supposed to be. Every moment, every single experience he’d had, had led him to this moment, this woman, this love.
The sudden realization shook him to his very core. Never had he dared even think that word when it came to a woman. He’d fucked. He’d mated. He’d even found the occasional friends with benefits.
Nothing ever like this, though. Nothing like he was feeling with Natalie.
His heart did a strange skip of rhythm and a burst of warmth exploded inside him as he pushed hard and fast into her.
Once.
Twice.
A third and final time and he howled with his release.
His body trembled and he instinctively pulled her up to him, squeezing her body tightly against his as his orgasm ripped through his body.
He had no idea what the fuck it was that was happening to him but, one thing he knew for certain was that he wasn’t ever letting Natalie go.