CHAPTER SIX

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

W hen they broke apart, her lips tingled, and they were both panting. Caroline rested her forehead against his and stared into his eyes. How could one man’s kiss render her so senseless? His lips had the power to take away all the pain and loneliness, leaving her without a care in the world.

“So, what do you want to do, Ivarsson?”

His lips twitched and her core clenched. “I prefer when you call me Nico. And if you’re willing, I’d like to take you to my room and kiss more than your delicious lips?” He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, and she whimpered. He left a wet trail along her neck. She giggled as his hand moved down her side, grazing the ticklish spot near her ribs.

Positively sinful, there was no other way to describe this man.

“That sounds like a plan.” He might not be offering forever, but having more of him sounded perfect. Her fingers sunk into his silky, blond waves as he nipped at her collarbone.

“Trust me. This will be a night you won’t soon forget.”

She believed him and didn’t miss the implication of one night and only one night. “I’ll come to your room on one condition.” Her hesitation had the potential to backfire. But if he left in the middle of the night she’d regret not asking for more.

He stopped and sat up straight. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing but I want more than a few hours. Promise you won’t kick me out the second we’re finished fooling around. I’m not saying pledge your life to me or anything like that.” Though part of her screamed for a commitment. As the words came out, he sat back, creating distance. She was losing him before she even had him. “I’ll trust you, if you give me time.”

His hands loosened their grip on her legs. “Tonight I—”

Caroline pressed their lips together. She had to convince him she wasn’t a girl he could easily dismiss. Her tongue battled for an agreement and as his fingers dug into her thighs. Grinding her sex against his shaft, he growled her name. “I’ll do whatever you need, angel.” He kissed his way down her neck.

“Thank you. Out of curiosity, why do you have a room and a limo service? It’s not really my business, but it kind of is—” He licked across her collarbone towards her heart. “You… did you plan on getting laid tonight?”

He looked up, and their eyes connected. “I shared the limo with some of my buddies. When I arrived, sex was the farthest thing from my mind if you want the truth. I grabbed a room because I wasn’t ready for celebration.”

“Is that why you looked all pensive and sexy when you walked into the party?”

His eyebrow arched. “You watched me come in?”

“I may have been watching the door at the exact moment you entered the room.” She chewed her lip, praying he didn’t ask why because she wasn’t sure how to answer that. Kissing him to win a game didn’t bode well for her being more than a fling chick. Their first kiss may have been planned, but everything else was a pleasant surprise.

“Is there any particular reason you came up to me at the bar? Do you have some kind of motive here?” His voice took on a hard edge she hadn’t noticed before. His entire body stiffened slightly. Along with another part that rested between her legs.

Her eyes drifted down at the impressive package. “My only motivation was a kiss. I honestly, had no idea if you’d even agree to it, but I had to try. Remember, you could have been gay, or married.”

His demeanor became less rigid, and he moved his hands to her back, pressing her closer to him. “I already told you, I’m neither of those things.”

“Right,” she said as his bulge poked against her most intimate area. Their clothing became a barrier she didn’t want. Caroline sucked his earlobe into her mouth and swiveled her hips, earning a roar from Nico.

“You’re killing me here, Caroline. If you want me to rip off your panties and thrust into you right here and now, then keep that up.” He pressed into her for added effect.

As much as she wanted him inside her, she wanted to see him naked. She wanted the freedom to explore him and that would not happen if they had a quickie in the back of a limo.

“Let’s go find that room.” Her hand pressed against his chest and she lifted herself off his lap.

He told the driver to return to the hotel because they no longer required his services. A few minutes later, the limo stopped and the driver opened their door. Nico took her hand and she followed him. The cold air didn’t stop the heat that had taken over her body.

The hotel suddenly seemed a million miles away; much too far to walk in her current state of arousal. Her high heels clacked against the frozen sidewalk. She looked up at the hotel; one of the oldest buildings in the city. She loved the architecture, which reminded her of a castle. The old building had always been one of her favorites growing up.

When they reached the main doors, she hesitated. Once she did this, there was no turning back. She’d always be the girl he slept with on the first night. She’d never be someone he’d think of as girlfriend material. As she looked at his long thick fingers, threaded with hers, she decided none of that mattered. If one night was all they had, then she’d make the most of it. Maddy was always telling her to live a little and take risks. This was a huge risk.

“Are you coming?”

The way he said the last word, left no doubt in her mind that she would do that very soon. “Yes.”

One little word was all it took to get him to smile. His beautiful straight white teeth made their first appearance, and they were spectacular. He didn’t appear as intimidating when he smiled. It took the edge off his big bad biker vibe. “You should smile more. It’s beautiful.”

The elevator doors closed with only the two of them inside the tiny capsule. He pressed the sixth floor. “I think you’re the beautiful one.”

She blushed and snuggled into his arms, hugging him around the waist. “Thanks, and for the record, flattery will get you everywhere with me.”

He chuckled. “Duly noted, sweet angel, but you should know I don’t say things I don’t mean. What you see is what you get with me. I don’t lie and I’m not trying to butter you up.” He let go of her hand and his fingers rubbed against the nape of her neck. Nico placed his other hand under her chin, tilting her face towards his. He stared into her eyes.

So many naughty things raced through her mind. Visions of movie scenes where couples attacked each other in the elevator swarmed her. It made the air thicker and more sexually charged. She wouldn’t have stopped him if he’d kissed her, but she sensed that wouldn’t happen again. Not yet. Once their lips connected again, they wouldn’t be coming up for air for a long time.

She took a deep breath and exhaled as she tried to come up with a neutral topic that wouldn’t make her combust. “Did you like the show? I saw you in the back. But you didn’t look like you were enjoying yourself. You never took your jacket off, and it looked like you might bolt before it ended.”

A smart girl wouldn’t have admitted she’d been watching him. She would have slapped her forehead if he hadn’t been holding her face. He probably thought she was desperate, or fishing for more compliments. She chewed her lip, waiting for his response.

He pulled her lip from between her teeth. “Your voice sends shivers down my back and makes me so hard I can barely walk. From the first word, and all the ones since have hypnotized me. It’s like every syllable you utter is stroking my cock. You’ve got me so horny. I’m itching to bend you over and take you, but I want to savor and enjoy you. I want those creamy white legs wrapped around my waist almost as badly as I want them around my neck. Decisions, decisions.”

A nervous laugh escaped. No one had ever been so blunt. She wasn’t shocked by his words so much as turned on.

The elevator stopped, and the doors opened before she could respond, although, there wasn’t anything to say. She had soaked through her thong, and she was fairly certain the strap of satin would not be salvageable. He guided her down the hall with his hand on the small of her back.

Nico pulled a keycard from his pocket and inserted it in the slot. It wasn’t a sexual act, but it sent her pulse racing. Her palms were sweaty and the butterflies in her stomach were having a battle royal. “Maybe we could talk for a bit and get to know each other. Before… You know.” She swallowed past the lump in her throat.

Sex. Three little letters that packed a punch and she couldn’t even say them. If the word was too much for her; how could she be expected to perform the act? This wasn’t her first time, but it may as well have been.

“We can go as fast or as slow as you want. We’re in no rush.” He opened the door for her. The lights turned on as she entered and the first thing she noticed was the gorgeous view of the city. Snowcapped buildings and sparkling city lights illuminating the darkened sky. She walked to the window with Nico’s body at her back. Caroline placed her hands and forehead against the window, hoping to cool down.

“Take a few minutes and get comfortable.” He kissed the top of her head and stepped away.

She stood there for a few moments, trying to catch her bearings. People did this sort of thing all the time. Sex didn’t have to mean commitment although in her mind the two had always been synonymous; she couldn’t do one without the other. It wasn’t a dating rule per se since she only had one of those: don’t mix business with pleasure. In other words, never mess around with a hockey player. She questioned her principles, and the part of her that believed in the value of being in a committed relationship before having sex. No one had ever appealed to her as much as Nico.

One kiss had thrown her completely off kilter. As she stepped away from the window she knew the sparks between them were too much to ignore. Caroline turned and bumped her knee against the mattress. The bedside lamps were off, and the only light came from the entryway.

Unsure where to go or what to do, she sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off her heels. Her feet were thankful for the freedom. The room was dominated by two double beds and not much else. The dark brown tones and red accent colors gave an old-school romantic vibe to the space. She kept her legs together and wiggled her toes. She stared at the chipped polish then nearly leaped off the bed when a set of bare feet planted themselves on either side of her.

“You seem jumpy. Would you like a drink to take the edge off?”

Her eyes drifted up, and her mouth became as dry as an over-baked pie crust. She’d been thinking the turn of the century hotel was understated but impressive. None of it compared to the topless man standing before her holding a bottle of wine and two empty glasses. This body looked like it was chiseled from stone. Once again, she noticed his lips moving, but didn’t register a thing. She was too busy cataloging every inch of him and imagining what that solid chunk of man would feel like on top of her.

He didn’t have a lot of body hair; not as much as expected given the thickness of his long waves and beard. The light spattering of blonde hairs begged for her touch. She wanted to rake her teeth over his tiny erect nipples as her hands discovered the contours of his six pack. His abdominal muscles rippled as he talked and she had a sudden desire to lick along each dip and fold. She leaned back on her hands and admired the view.

“Caroline!”

Her name snapped her out of her dark fantasies and forced her eyes on his. “I’m sorry. What did you say?”

His muscles flexed and tormented her as he chuckled. “If you keep staring at me like that, I will rip that dress off you, and you’ll be forced to leave here in the bathrobe.” He put the beverage down on the dresser.

She didn’t doubt his capabilities. “That won’t be necessary.”

“You’re right, because it’s coming off right now; this second.” He grabbed her ankles and flipped her over. Then her zipper was lowered, and the dress peeled off her skin in one forceful yank. Her backside was exposed, only a strip of satin covering her.

“Every bit as sexy as I pictured.” His fingers moved up her calves, caressing her skin. Then his tongue followed the same path, and her breath hitched when he touched the spot behind her knee. When his hands reached the top of her legs, massaging her inner thighs, she was short of breath.

“Nico, I thought we’d talk first. What happened to slowly getting to know each other and all that stuff?”

He kissed the crease between her leg and ass. “Talk away, angel. I’m all ears.” He kneaded her ass cheeks, digging his fingers into her flesh. It felt better than it should.

“I figured it would be more of a two-way conversation. I ask questions… Oh.” The wetness and pressure from his tongue stole her sentence as he licked along the strip of her thong. Pulling the fabric away from her skin with his teeth, he gripped the sides and pulled them down her legs. Smacking his lips, he kissed the base of her spine and removed her panties. “Then you ask questions. Banter back and forth.” She was completely naked and at his mercy.

“The more you talk the more I want to fuck you.” He took a bite full of her ass cheek and she squealed; not from pain. She was surprised how much she liked it. “Will you turn over for me, so I can get a good look at you, Caroline?”

Her need to ramble and vocalize her thoughts was at war with her need to slow things down. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to slow down since everything was so amazing. He moved off her. “Yeah, that’s not going to happen.”

He pulled her legs up, but didn’t twist her over. She gripped the cover at her sides, not ready to reveal herself to him fully but she was just as exposed. Her legs were spread wide over his shoulders and his hands held her in position. At some point, he must have dropped to his knees because she was still lying on the bed, only her ass was in the air and his beard tickled her inner thighs. He pressed his face against her sex and inhaled.

She was mortified that her ass was in his face like that and she tried to wiggle away, but he wouldn’t let go. “What are you do—”

Then his tongue swiped along her entrance. The moan that followed couldn’t be prevented. Caroline shifted, rubbing her dampness all over him. “You even taste like an angel.” He licked again, only deeper, driving his tongue inside.

There were no more words to be said. Not when his tongue was busy making her insane with lust. She shouldn’t have looked. One glance over her shoulder sent another wave of arousal to the very spot he lavished his attention. His golden waves swayed as he devoured her, crafting the most erotic sight. She’d never been in this position, but it ranked near the top.

Nico held her firmly against his face; his hands preventing any chance of escape. Not that she wanted to. Not when she was shamelessly grinding herself against his soft lips. While she couldn’t break away from his grasp, she felt in control. His thumb or finger rubbed through her juices, then moved to her rosebud-hole and the gentle tease made her entire body quiver. It was too much. When he latched onto her clit, she was done. The harder he sucked the harder she came, yelling his name like a banshee at Halloween. She wasn’t sure if she had ever come so fast in her life.

The pressure lessened. She caught her breath as he slowed his pace. But he didn’t stop. Not until she was near the brink again. “Nico, please… You’re going to make me come again.”

“You make that sound like a bad thing,” he spoke into her folds. The muffled vibration adding to her state of excitement. She was so close already; it was almost embarrassing. He collected more of her moisture and rubbed it against her back entrance. “Angel, I’m only getting started.” Nico inserted the tip of his finger inside her ass as he circled her clit with his tongue.

The combination caused her to grip the sheets until her knuckles whitened. She wasn’t in control; he was the leader. No one had touched her there before and she wasn’t going to tell him to stop. She liked it; a lot. The fast flutter against her center and the exquisite pressure as he moved his finger deeper and deeper pushed her over again. “Oh… Wow!” The orgasm caught her off guard. Caroline buried her face in the covers to stifle her screams. She’d never forget that moment as long as she lived. Nico would forever be ingrained in her psyche as the man who blew her mind.

“The noises you make are the fucking sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard. I want to see your face when you come next. At some point, I’m going to fuck that tight little ass. But first, I need to be balls deep in this.” He ran his fingers through her sopping wet folds before removing her legs from his shoulders. “Are you on birth control?”

It took her a moment to recover and process his question. “As much as I liked your finger in there, the only way you’re getting in my bum is if you put a ring on my finger. And yes, I get the shot for birth control. Why?” She found her footing on the carpet but didn’t move.

Running water poured from a tap in the distance as he cleaned up. Her body was too lax to stand. Then she heard the sound of a belt snapping open, followed by a zipper lowering and she froze. They were going to have sex. Her core clenched in anticipation as her mind raced for an excuse or reason to slow down. She came up blank.

“I always use condoms, but I like to know we’re doubly protected.” A soft thud of trousers hitting carpet sounded before the unmistakable rip of a condom packet.

She stood up on unsteady legs. Her back was to him, but she could feel his heat. He was right behind her. “That’s good to know.” She stepped back and collided with over six feet of naked man. Out of her heels, he had several inches on her. His erection pressed against her back. There was nothing small about Nicolas Ivarsson.

He wrapped his arms around her, cupping her breasts. Her nipples puckered against his palms. “Your body is beautiful.”

She turned in his arms, but kept their bodies flush. His face was wet from washing and his eyes looked more light gray than blue, like the calm before the storm. “Hi.”

“Hi.” His lips kicked up in his erotic half smile. With their eyes locked, he kissed her.

Normally, she shut her eyes during a kiss, but it felt more meaningful to keep them open. It was deeper on every level; as if their souls connected. Which couldn’t be the case; she was reading far too much into a kiss. Their lips pressed together, their tongues mingled and their eyes spoke. It was the strangest and most intimate experience of her life. Caroline didn’t know what to make of it and wondered if Nico felt it too.

He moved his hand down her side and squeezed her ass, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her the few steps to the bed. They tumbled onto the mattress together, but never stopped kissing. Her fingers ran through his mane and down his taught back as she rubbed herself over his erection. She’d never wanted someone inside her that strongly. He growled into her mouth as she bathed him in her wetness. “I’m not even inside you yet, and you feel so damn good.”

“I want you.” Making love had never been this hot. It was like the mattress was the sun, scorching her flesh and only his touch could soothe her. She reached between them and gripped his massive cock. Running her hand over his length a few times before she positioned him at her gate.

“Fuck!” He bit her shoulder as he thrust inside.

Her hips lifted to greet him, forcing every thick inch deep inside. “Oh… Oh!” Once he bottomed out, she’d never been so stretched and so full. She ached to move, but his weight pressed her into the mattress. He licked across her chest as he pulled out. When he slammed back in, he sucked the flesh from her shoulder into his mouth. He was leaving his mark, and she didn’t care one bit. She intended to leave one as well. With each of his thrusts she clenched, earning a moan of approval. She dug her heels into his ass and raked her nails down his back.

She had the sudden desire to be the best he’d ever had. To make him come harder than any girl before her. It was stupid, but she didn’t want him to forget her. One night that would stay with them forever.

“You feel fucking amazing.” He pumped faster, chasing his orgasm. The headboard slammed against the wall as if their combined moans wasn’t enough to the wake the entire hotel. The rougher he got the louder she screamed for more.

“I’m going to come.” His fingers moved between them, rubbing against her clit. “Let me see you come,” he said as he applied more pressure.

That was all she needed to leap off the cliff, plunging headfirst into the waves of ecstasy. “I’m there… ohh… Nico!”

He captured her mouth as his brows furrowed and his body stilled. He emptied himself as the ripples of her orgasm milked every drop from him. Their eyes were open as they came and Caroline had the urge to scream, to cry, and laugh all at the same time. She was overwhelmed and all she could do was close her eyes to break the connection. But Nico wouldn’t let her forget. His lips were everywhere; her breasts, her neck, her ear and then her lips. “That was—”

“The best.” She held her breath, hoping he’d agree. It was for her. She’d never come that intensely before.

He rolled off her, lying on his side. “Damn right!” He pulled off the condom, tied and tossed it to the side before tucking her into his arms. “I need a few minutes to catch my breath. Then we'll do that again.”

She wasn’t sure what she needed, but a moment to catch her breath was a good option. With her ear against his chest, she listened to the sound of his heartbeat as she drifted off to sleep.