Page 79 of Fate Forever and Always

Before I could catch my breath, he lifted me into his arms and walked toward my room.

“Yours,” I breathed out between kisses.

He looked at me and raised a brow. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, and he continued walking. We stopped a few times to make out against the walls. I would never understand how this man could hold my thick body up so easily, but he did it without even breaking a sweat. He held me up as if I weighed next to nothing.

He kept stopping against the wall to take my nipples into his mouth, giving them each their own attention. I could feel his erection growing thicker in his pants.

We finally reached the bed, and he delicately placed me down like I was a feather.

“You tell me to stop, I stop. No questions asked, no hesitation.”

“Okay,” I said confidently.

He spent a moment looking over my body.

“How do you get even more beautiful every time I see you?”

My skin flushed, and I began to cover myself with the blanket when he grabbed it and tossed it across the room. I laughed with a huge grin on my face.

He moved closer, and I reached out to take off his pants and pulled his boxers down with them.

“Fuck.”

Nick chuckled, and I realized I had said that audibly, not just in my head. I tried to look down out of embarrassment, but before I could look away, he grabbed my jaw and looked into my eyes.

“You say no or stop, and we stop, got it?”

I nodded.

“Use your words, baby.”

Hearing him say that made wetness immediately pool between my thighs, remembering our vacation and the first time we made love.

“Yes, I got it.”

“Good girl.”

A wave of excitement ran through me when he called me a good girl. I loved when he talked to me like that. He started by kissing the inside of my thighs, and I flinched. Not from fear, but because my skin was still buzzing from my orgasm on the piano. He was rubbing his rough five-o'clock shadow against me, making the buzz intensify.

God, I’ve missed him.

I let out a low moan, and he hummed in response, sending a vibration through my core that made my back bow off the bed.

Within minutes, another orgasm overtook me. Nick worked me through it. He slowly and expertly kissed up my body when the orgasm was subsiding. Before he kissed me, he whispered in my ear, “You are perfect.”

We kissed for a moment as he played with my nipple again, making me squirm. “Let’s go shower and get you cleaned up. We both need a good night's sleep before work tomorrow.”

“And you need an orgasm,” I added.

He got up with a smile and put out his hand. “If I have to suffer through one, I will,” he pulled me in and kissed my forehead. “Anything for you, my Sweets.” He smiled down at me.

I looked up at him. “I love you, Nick.”

“Not as much as I love you.”

Chapter thirty-three

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