Page 49 of You Complicate Me

“It’d be great. Awesome. Reality-altering, most likely. But it wouldn’t be fucking romantic, and I was kind of going for romantic here, Grace. I’m tryin’ to make this last.”

A little bit of Jersey was seeping back into his voice, letting her know he wasn’t as calm, cool, and in control as he’d let her believe up until that point. Thank God.

Reaching up, she cupped her hand around the back of his neck and yanked his head down so that their mouths were only a whisper apart before she said, “Nick, I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything,” he said without hesitation.

Again, thank God.

Putting every bit of seriousness into her tone as humanly possible, she looked him dead in the eye and said, “It’s been a really long time since I’ve had sex, Nick, and I need you to fuck me. Hard and fast. Getting pounded into the wall sounds perfect to me. We can worry about romance later. And there will definitely be a later, because I guarantee you, one time will not be enough.”

His eyes went dark and his expression turned nothing short of feral—and Grace knew a moment of trepidation. Had she bitten off more than she could chew with this one? But his next words shut down that train of thought faster than she could draw her next breath.

“Then brace yourself, angel. This might get rough.”

Yeeeessss.

Thank God, Nick thought as Grace bit her lip and nodded her agreement.

For all his good intentions of taking things slow, of showing Grace how much she meant to him and how much he respected her, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could’ve held out on her. It was getting to the point that not even dead puppies and obscure baseball stats could keep his baser instincts at bay. The need to be inside her was starting to overrule every other need he had, including the need for air. If he had to choose at the moment, he’d definitely take Grace over air.

He stripped and got a condom on faster than he ever had in his life, all under her watchful, lust-filled eyes. Shit, just the weight of her gaze on him was enough to damn-near make him come. She was right about one thing for sure.

This would not be their only time together. He’d never get enough of Grace Montgomery. Not ever.

When he reached under her and lifted her off the bed, she squealed, but didn’t back down. Her fingers threaded through his hair, fingernails scraping along his scalp. Chills swept over his skin. God, it felt so good to have her hands on him, her tongue stroking his.

Her legs looped around his waist and tightened as he put her back against the wall and leaned into her, pinning her there with his weight, rocking his hips against hers. With a groan, she dug her heels into his back and pulled him closer. “Yes,” she whispered against his mouth. “Now.”

No more than half a second later, he was starting to slide into her, his hands cupping her ass, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. Her mouth fell open on a hiss as he slowly started to lower her onto his cock.

His thoughts at that point devolved quickly. Tight, wet, hot, heaven. Jesus. Had anything, anyone, ever felt this good, this right, in his life?

She squirmed and let out a desperate whimper. “Oh, God. I want you so bad, but it’s been too long and you’re way bigger than I’m used to. I don’t know if I can take all of you like this.”

Well, shit, if that didn’t do wonders for the old ego, nothing ever would. “You can.” You will. “I’ll stop whenever you want me to. You’re in charge.”

But her fears were unfounded. Her head thunked back against the wall and her eyes fell shut as she proved him right. She took every last inch.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

Her only answer came in the form of an unintelligible grunt. “Do you want me to stop?” he clarified.

Please say no. Please say no. Please say no.

Grace’s eyes flew open and her nails dug into his shoulders. “God, no! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

That was pretty much all he needed to hear.

Nick drove into her, hard and fast, just like she’d asked. She cried out so loud with every thrust he was pretty sure their neighbors would be complaining any minute. Not that he cared. Nothing short of the National Guard was going to stop him at this point.

Their combined desire was damn near animalistic.

“I swear I’ll fuck you all night if you want me to,” he whispered in her ear, his voice so rough and urgent he barely recognized it as his own. “I’ll make you come so many times, so hard, you’ll see fucking stars. I won’t stop until every fucking guest on this floor knows my name because you’ll be screaming it so loud.”

She let out a gasp/moan combo that reached down and gripped his balls in a velvet vice. Every muscle in his body tightened and burned, and he knew he couldn’t last much longer like this. He had to focus if he wanted to make sure she was taken care of before he got off.

Nick shifted so that both his hands were under her again and pulled her in tighter against him, flexing his hips at the same time to make sure the base of his cock hit her clit with every thrust.

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