GABRIELLA’S POV
“Gosh, I’ve missed you,” Nicklaus whispered, his breath hot against my ear as he spanked my buttocks, pulling me closer to him. The sensation sent a jolt of desire straight to my core, causing me to let out a soft moan.
He lifted me in one smooth move. My legs wrapped around his waist. Lips locked,
He walked me to the bed.
He stopped at the edge of the bed and we feverishly removed my clothes, our hands flying, bumping clumsily in our haste. Until I was equally naked.
“You really should never wear clothes.” His eyes gleamed, dark with appreciation.
I released a nervous laugh. How was that even possible?
“At least around me,” he amended, his hands coming to rest on my hips. “No one else should ever ever ever get to see you like this. There would be war.”
I laughed harder. “Stop.” My gaze flicked over him. I couldn’t help myself. He was all muscle and built up. I placed my hand directly over his heart, feeling its steady thump as I covered his warm and soft, skin with my palm. “You would get your share of the war because you’ve seen me too.”
He inched me back on the bed, his big body covering mine. His arms braced on either side of me, keeping his weight from crushing me completely.
I gasped at the sensation of him. At his erection prodding the inside of my thigh. I parted my thighs instinctively, already yearning for him, badly needing him there, desperate for him to quench the thirst from the fire desire.
I squirmed and wiggled under him, but he just shook his head at me, smiling wickedly. “Not yet baby. Have a little patience.”
I sighed as he lowered his head to my neck and started kissing his way down my throat, over the slope of my shoulder. Slow, long kisses where he used his teeth and tongue.
My fingers sliced through the thick strands of his hair, tugging the silky locks.
I was already gasping by the time he reached my breasts. I could have wept as he sucked my nipple into his warm mouth, pulling it deep, his tongue laving the hard tip.
“Nicklaus please”I moaned, surging restlessly under him. His hands spanned my hips as his mouth descended, kissing down my belly and arriving between my legs. His mouth landed unerringly at my core.
He blew on my moist heat, driving me wild. He tongued me, lapped at me, circling that tiny hidden nub before finally taking it and sucking it firmly between his lips.
I came in under five seconds, shuddering against his mouth, at the deep pulling drags of his lips around me.
Goodness, my body burned with fierce desire.
My arms dropped above my head. Panting, I stared up at him as he rose back up to grin down at me. ” Baby, hang on one second.”
He moved to the nightstand by the bed and grabbed a condom. I scrambled to my knees, pushing my hair back off my face as he came back to me. “Can I put it on you?”
He handed me the small packet. I pushed him back on the bed with one hand on his chest. He tucked his arms behind his head, a relaxed pose that belied the dark need in his eyes.
My gaze drifted down his body, stopping on his erection. A smile curved my lips as I settled between his thighs. I closed my hand around the hard length of him, slowly gliding my thumb over his silken head. His breath caught and my eyes flew to his face. His jaw was clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek.
I stroked him again with my thumb, loving the feel of him, silk on steel. His breathing turned ragged. Watching him, I dipped my head and licked the head of him. I waited, almost expecting him to stop me because I hadn’t done this before.
When he made no move, my smile widened and I licked him again, my tongue circling the tip of him. I closed my lips over him, just about an inch.
I sucked, running my tongue over him, tracing the shape of him, the silken underside of his cock, the slit at the very tip. I reveled in this, in holding him at my mercy with just my mouth.
I dragged my fingers down his shaft to cup his balls, and in that same motion, I slid my mouth down the long stretch of his erection.
“Fuck… Gabriella”He groaned, thrusting himself into my mouth, almost hitting the back of my throat. I held him deep, sucking hard as I tongued the length of him.
“Please Gabriella” he begged, his fingers diving into my hair. “I need to be inside you now.”
I smiled around him, loving the taste of him and the way he groaned. I loved the effect I had on him.
“Fuck, Gabriella.” His fingers flexed in my hair. He didn’t jerk on my head. He didn’t try to pull or direct me. He just massaged my scalp, thrusting his hips against my mouth, trying to get me to take more of him in.
His groan rippled through me. Desire tightened my belly. I pulled back, sucking
just the head of him, my cheeks caving as I drew him in, my hand closed firmly around the base of his shaft, holding him captive.
“Fuck, Fuck Gabriella, don’t play dangerous with me.” He reached for my arms to pull me up, but I wasn’t having it. I dipped my head, taking him in deep again, my fingers gently flexing around him.
He groaned and gave up his hold on my arms, both hands fisting in my hair. Satisfied, I released him, popping him from my mouth like a lollipop. I snatched up the condom from where I’d dropped it on the bed and fumbled with the wrapper, my hands shaking.
He plucked it from my hands and brought it to his mouth, tearing it with his teeth in one jerk. We were both panting. I scrambled to my back, my hands propping me up as I hungrily watched him slide the condom down his hard cock.
His big hands closed around my hips. In one yank, he hauled me toward him on the
bed.
“Nicklaus,” I purred. “Wait,” I panted, pushing him onto his back on the bed.
“Gabriella” he growled, his voice thick with a need that matched my own. His expression looked pained.
“I want to do this.” I wanted to feel him under me, his big body subject to me. I wanted to be in control even if it was just this once.
“Then you better be quick. I can’t wait any longer.”
Neither could I. Straddling him, I reached between us, circling him in my palm and guiding him inside me. I sank slowly, seating myself on him. I gasped at the fullness of him, stretching me to capacity. His hands flexed on my hips.
This position brought him deeper. I had never felt so full. My muscles surrounded him like a glove. The pleasure of him buried inside me bordered on pain.
He breathed my name, his eyes closing. “Gabriella, fuck, you feel so good.” His hips surged, pushing himself deeper. “So. Tight.” My breath fell harsh and fast as my body adjusted to him. His hardness pulsed in me, sending a sensation shooting to every nerve in my body.
I settled a hand on his flat stomach. Muscle and sinew rippled under my palm as I lifted my hips and brought myself back down on him, gasping at the delicious friction.
His hands slid down my back to grip my bottom, guiding me, and showing me how to set the pace. I balanced my hands on his rock-hard chest, working my hips over him. His eyes glowed darkly, feasting on me, above him. “That’s it.” He squeezed my ass, and the pressure of his hands on me coupled with his hoarse, “Faster,” nearly sent me over the edge.
I angled my body forward, grabbing hold of the headboard as I curled over him, finding what I liked, coming apart with a cry each time he hit that hidden spot. I ground against him, our bodies coming together with loud smacks, and whimpers spilling faster and faster from my lips.