Page 75 of Wilde In His Arms

She didn’t halt or say anything to his brother, she just jumped into Nick’s arms, wrapped her legs around his waist, and kissed him like her life depended on it.His initial shock turned to molten heat as he fisted his hand in her hair and took the kiss deeper.

She pulled back and looked him in the eyes, hers still inflamed with anger.“You’rehere.I am so mad at you for lying to me.But you’re here.”She kissed him again.

Okay, if she wanted to be mad at him like this, he could deal with it.

She leaned back again.“You are going to explain everything, then you’re going to grovel like you’ve never groveled before, and after that, you’re going to make this up to me.”She kissed him again.

Make-up sex.No problem.

“I’d do what she says.”Mason shoved Nick off his car.He’d been leaning against it trying to keep his weight plus Aria’s off his bad leg.“Take it inside,” he ordered, then got into his car.

Aria kissed him one last time, then hopped off him and headed for the front door, leaving him standing there, dumbstruck.

“Go get her,” Mason yelled as he backed up down the drive.

Nick headed for the house to do some major groveling.Oh, who was he kidding, he’d start by making it up to her first.

Aria looked around the living space at the TV set up in front of Nick’s black leather sofa.An empty beer bottle, paper plate with half a sandwich, and a bag of chips sat on the coffee table.Nick had been in the middle of lunch.The empty grocery bags were folded on the counter in the kitchen.She went in and opened the fridge, which was mostly stocked with lunch meat, cheese, vegetables, a few apples, milk, condiments, and some leftovers from the bar.

The freezer had a couple of pizzas, pot pies, and ice cream, including her favorite: coffee, fudge, and almond swirl.She slammed the door shut.

Nick came up behind her, spun her around, and dropped to his knees, taking her hips in his hands and laying his forehead to her belly.“I know you’re mad.”

“Damn right.”She still slid her fingers through his soft, golden hair.

He stared up at her, his hazel eyes so earnest.“I did it to protect you.”

She gripped his hair tight enough to get his attention, but not actually hurt him.“That’s not what I need.”

He slid his hand up her jeans skirt, hooked his fingers in her panties, and pulled them down her legs, over her boots, and right off her feet.Then he pulled one boot, and then the other off, dropping each of them on the floor with a thunk.

She brushed her fingers through his silky hair.“What are you doing?”

“Make-up sex.”He stared up at her as he kissed her thigh.“I know you want it as much as I do, because those panties are soaking wet.”

“Get off the floor, Nick, you’re going to hurt your leg.”She’d seen him wince twice already.

“I’ve hurt you a lot more and I want to make it up to you.I will.Starting with this.”He shoved her skirt up to her waist and stared at her bare pussy.“Spread your legs.”

She did it without any real thought.She was beyond that, because everything in her just wanted him so badly to touch her.

He slid one finger down her seam, coating the digit with her juices.He kissed her thigh just above her knee.“I’m sorry.”He slid his finger deep inside her in one long, slow push.He kissed her thigh a bit higher as he pulled out.“I’m sorry.”He pushed two fingers inside her wet channel, filling her even more.He kissed her thigh up higher.“I’m sorry.”

She kept her grip on his hair, hoping that he’d finally reach her clit and give her what she desperately needed, but all he did was kiss her mound as he sank those two fingers deep, once, twice, a third time in fast pumps that took her even higher toward that edge.But not close enough.

He started on her other leg, kissing her thigh above her knee, saying, “I’m sorry,” before he moved higher and added a third finger as he fucked her and kissed her and apologized over and over again.

“Okay, Nick.I believe you.I’ve missed you so much.”

His free hand squeezed her ass cheek.“I’ve missed you.I’m never leaving you again.”He hooked her leg over his shoulder, opening her to him, then dove in and latched his lips over her clit, sucking her hard and pumping those fingers into her core as he licked and laved her clit.The orgasm gathered strength.

Nick had to know she was close as she mewled incoherently, thrusting her hips out as she rode his face and fingers, looking for that friction.

He looked up at her as he tongued her clit.“Give it to me.Now.”He sucked her clit again and fucked her harder and faster with his fingers, hitting her G-spot and detonating an explosion of rippling pleasure through her as she yelled his name and leaned back on the island for support.

Nick kissed her pussy one more time, then slid his hands up under her shirt and cupped her breasts, tweaking her aching nipples.“I’m not done with you yet.I’ve only just begun to make things up to you.For your patience.”He kissed her belly.“For giving me a second chance.”He kissed her between her breasts as he stood, pulling her shirt up and over her head, letting it sail to the floor.“For loving me, even when I make it hard.”He kissed her lips, tasting herself and him and loving the combination they made.

She slid her hand over the thick length of him against the fly of his jeans.“It doesn’t seem like I’ve made it that hard for you to stay away.Maybe I need to show you how happy I am to see you, even if you should have told me you were already here.”He’d unpacked most of his stuff and settled in.

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