Page 23 of Big Nick Energy

“Yes, you do, my sweet little forbidden princess,” he rumbled. “You tempted me too much. Do you have any idea how hard it was to stay away from you?”

“But you didn’t,” I started to argue, but the words died on my tongue when he moved to the other side. “You were always around. At my job. The movies.” I gasped as he moved to give my other breast the same attention.

“Fuck yeah, I was,” he groaned, pulling my nipple deeper into his mouth. The wet heat made my toes curl.

“Nick, oh god, that feels so good.” He pulled the lacey material down, and my back arched. I thought the friction of his mouth against the lace and my breast was good, but nothing, nothing felt as good as his mouth on my skin. “Daddy!” I cried out, tightening my legs around his waist.

“Be good, baby girl,” he demanded against my flesh.

His teeth teased my rigid nipple, and I gasped for air. His mouth closed around my nipple and pulled so beautifully, so deliciously I was worried I’d come just from that. It was embarrassing with how wet and close he got me just with some simple foreplay.

My hands dropped to his head, holding him to me as he moved from one to the other again, giving my other breast the much-needed skin-to-skin attention it needed. I’d never been so turned on. When his face looked up at me, I realized I was no longer wrapped around his waist. My feet were on the ground. Before I could ask what he was doing, he lifted me up, back in his arms, only this time like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold.

“Daddy. More,” I whispered, and his nose touched mine.

“Patience, baby.” He looked torn the moment we were beside his bed. “This wasn’t what I brought you here for. I am more than okay with waiting––“

“What if I’m not?” I cut him off. His jaw clenched, and he pressed his forehead against mine. “What if I want more?”

“Blanca.” He sounded torn. Tortured.

“I want you. I’ve always wanted you, Nick. I’ve been waiting so long for you, Daddy.”

“Princess…” My hands cupped his face as we searched each other’s eyes.

“You tried to stay away, but you didn’t.”

“Baby—“

“You didn’t. You’ve been around. I thought it was coincidence, but it wasn’t, was it?” He shook his head. “Daddy was watching me. Taking care of me from afar,” I whispered. My chest rose and fell. Every nerve ending felt like it was awake and sparking. How the hell hadn’t I put it together before? Or maybe I had, and I’d been waiting for him to make the first move?

“I had to. You were mine, and I needed to make sure you were safe.” My lips pulled up.

“Thank you, Nick. I…”love you.Those two words hung from the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t say them. “I want you. Please, Daddy.” Whatever he saw made him set me down.

“My beautiful, forbidden little princess,” he murmured when his hands moved from my hips up the line of my arms then resting over my shoulders. “You’re so tiny. Delicate.” He licked his lips, and my own parted.

“Daddy,” I whispered. “It’s always been you for me. I—“ I shook my head, my brows bunched. “It’s why I couldn’t with Noah and?—“

“Shh.” He shook his head. “Right here, right now, there is no reason to bring anyone else in. It’s just the two of us.” I loved that. God, I loved that so much my eyes misted up.

I stepped back until my legs touched the mattress, and without another word or waiting for him to instruct me, I made the first move. I reached behind me and undid the pink lacey bra. Holding it in front of me with one arm, I pulled the straps down my arms with the other.

“Blanca.” He pulled me back into his arms, my arm between us. “Before you give me the beauty that is you, there is something you have to know.”

“What?” My heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. His hands moved up from my hips to my face. There was so much tenderness in his touch and gaze I swayed closer.

“I want you, princess. Every part of you, and that includes—“ He swallowed. His Adam’s apple, prominent and proud, bobbed. One of his hands glided down to my chest and rested over my erratic heart— “This here.” My heart stuttered. “I’m a fucking possessive bastard. I didn’t think I was, but with you, everything is different. I want you. Not for a while but forever.”

“Forever?” I repeated and licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry. “That’s a long time,” I added softly, and his eyes softened. This wasn’t a hookup. It wasn’t a situationship or a fling.Forever.

“If I could ask for more than that, I would.” The sincerity in his voice was jarring. And so beautiful I had to bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself from crying. “Don’t cry, sweetie.” I leaned into his touch and sniffled.

“I’m not. I want you, Nick.”

“Baby, I don’t think you get what?—“

“I do. I want everything with you, too.” And I did. “I never thought this could happen. That we would be so…”

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