He stepped forward again, and she didn’t even think about retreating. He easily pulled her into his arms, and she sighed at how good it felt to have him naked against her. The fight within her was lost. She reached for him, moaning as her fingers wrapped around his solidness.
“Yes, Nick,” she said, her words barely audible as she pressed her body against his burning heat.
“What?” he asked, pushing his thickness against her palm as he moved his lips to her neck and sucked hard. She could feel him losing control, and she reveled in knowing it was her doing it to him.
“Yes, Nick, I want you,” she said.
The words freed her. She nearly cried in her euphoria at knowing he would be sinking inside her, that he would make them one. She couldn’t have regrets. This was too perfect to not want it.
He didn’t hesitate. He gripped her shirt and thrust it over her head before undoing her pants and shoving them down her legs. Her underthings went away in seconds, and then she was before him—naked, hot, wet, and needy.
“Make me come, Nick, please make me come,” she said in a sob as she pushed against him, seeking relief. His fingers trailed across her naked back until they gripped her butt and pulled her tightly against him. He spread her thighs, and his thickness slipped between them, rubbing on the outside of her core.
She squirmed against him, trying to get him to push inside her, but he was punishing them both, pressing their bodies together without entering her. She reached behind him and tugged on his head, needing to kiss him. This teasing had gone on for far too long.
A switch flipped inside Nick, and he growled before gripping her ass and lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he moved his hips, his erection rubbing against her and spreading her wetness. She tried to shift, tried to bring him inside her, but he continued moving in slow circles, rubbing every inch of her sensitive flesh without diving inside where she wanted him most.
She tugged on his hair, and he leaned forward, his lips finally taking hers the way she needed him to. He owned her mouth, his tongue slipping inside, his lips urgent as he possessed her. She clung tightly to him, her ankles locked together behind his back, her fingers yanking at his hair as she tried to get ever closer to him.
Chloe was completely consumed by Nick, and she didn’t mind getting lost in him, didn’t mind the way his fingers squeezed her flesh so hard there would be bruises. He groaned into her mouth and sipped at her. He easily slid along the outside of her folds, her heat soaked wet in her excitement.
“I didn’t want this to be so fast,” he groaned. “But you’re so damn beautiful, so ready for me.” He bit her lip, causing her pain, but even that was perfect. “I need to be inside you.” The words came out almost as an apology.
“Then take me,” she encouraged him. He’d teased her long enough. She wanted him to fill her. “I’m protected.” She knew his medical files, and she wasn’t worried about him.
That was all it took for him to let go of his final bit of self-control. He moved forward and pressed her into the wall. The coolness against her back and the heat at her chest was even more stimulating. She wiggled in his arms. He pulled back just enough to position himself at the heart of her opening.
His mouth clamped down on hers as he slid his head inside before pausing. She wiggled against him, needing him to push forward. He wrenched his mouth away and trailed kisses down her neck.
“You are so damn hot and tight,” he groaned before biting into her shoulder.
She shuddered at his words. She was falling apart in his arms, and he was no more than a couple inches inside her.
Gripping her hips tightly, he looked up. Her eyes were mere slits, but she could see the ardor in his. He was nearly out of control. With a feral cry, he surged forward, burying himself deep within her heat.
Their cries rang through the air as Chloe nearly shattered from the fullness of him inside her. She wanted more. She clawed at his back, and he bit harder on her shoulder―anchoring himself down as he pulled back and then surged forward again.
She was glowing from the inside out, her body damp with heat, her insides burning up. The tightening in her core grew and grew until she was whimpering with the need to explode. His groans accompanied hers as he picked up the pace, moving steadily in and out of her, faster and faster as they clung to each other.
He thrust inside her again, pushing her into the wall, and she let go, her body flexing over and over as she screamed out her pleasure. He sped up as he drew out her orgasm, his grunts reverberating through her. And then she felt him shudder, felt the hot spurts of his pleasure coat her insides. She came again, squeezing him even harder. He groaned as his body stiffened, pressing her against the wall.
They both shook as they came down from the incredible pleasure. She sagged into him, her body spent, her legs locked tightly around him, shivering with the release of the built-up pressure.
Nick finally moved them over to her bed and sat down, their bodies still connected. She clung tightly to him, not quite willing to let him go. She knew she would need to soon, but for now she wanted to enjoy the pleasure of him inside her, of their bodies so tightly joined.
She didn’t want to think of anything other than being right where she was. It was perfect in so many ways. He laid back, her on top of him, and she closed her eyes. Exhaustion filled her, and she let go, feeling content.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Nick stretched in bed, taking a few moments to realize where he was. The sun was sneaking through the cracks in the blinds, and from the low intensity, it was early in the morning. He didn’t need to glance at a clock to figure that out.