Page 12 of Lethal Infatuation

"Good." He removed his hand from my skin to retrieve his keycard from his shorts’ pocket. He scanned it against the lock and the door opened with a loud click. "After you."

As soon as I closed the door behind us,I pushed her against it, wrapping my hand around her throat. I wanted to constrict her airflow, but decided against it. I rubbed my thumb over her pulse, feeling it quicken underneath the pad of my finger.

"You're so beautiful," I murmured, finding it difficult to look away from her. She gazed at me intensely and, for the first time in my life, I felt fucking nervous.

Aside from that, I only participated in a quick fuck here and there. Nothing more, nothing less. But tonight, I wanted more. I wanted everything. "From the moment I first saw you, I knew I needed to have you. Fucking gorgeous girl."

I placed soft kisses in her neck, making her whimper. "You even sound so angelic." Our height difference was comical with her being much shorter than me. "Your skin is soft, so warm." Sloppily, I kissed her neck, dragging my tongue along her flesh.

"Nico." Nobody's ever called me that before, but God I wanted to hear her say it continuously until she was fucking sick of it. "There's too much talking and not enough action," she murmured breathlessly. I chuckled, kissing along her jawline and then brushed my lips over hers.

She leaned in, attempting to kiss me, and unintentionally pressed her neck harder against palm, but I effortlessly pushed her back—her head making contact with the wooden door behind her with a soft thud.

She hissed, glaring at me with those seductive eyes. "If I really talk that much, then I shouldn't be letting you kiss me," I deadpanned.

Gabriella whined, trying to remove my hand from her neck. "You really get under my skin."

"I want to do more than just get under your skin, I want to be inside of you. In more ways than one. Mark my words, Gabriella—I'm going to ensure that you'll always feel my hands lingeringon your skin, underneath it, all over you, every fucking where."

Her pulse quickened and I tightened my grip around her neck. She didn't know what she was getting herself into with me.

"Your heart is beating so fast." I squeezed a little harder. Her eyes fluttered and her lips parted slightly. "Are you nervous?"

She grabbed a hold of my forearm, looking at me with sultry eyes. "I'm not nervous. Why? Should I be?" she asked softly, closing her eyes.

"Look at me," I murmured desperately, sliding my hand from her neck to face. I caressed her cheek, gazing at her intently.

We were so close together I could feel her heart beating against my chest. Our bodies were pressed tightly against each other, almost moulding into one. "You should be nervous because I'm going todevouryou, pretty girl," I whispered.

She gazed at me with those hazel coloured eyes, blinking slowly. Her luscious, soft lips were slightly parted until she darted her tongue out, running it along her lower lip.

"Really?" she questioned, placing her hands on my hips and then squeezing it before gently moving them towards my back. She caressed my spine, making me shiver.

This woman had me under her spell and we barely knew each other. "Fair warning,mikrí petaloúda." I lowered my head next to her ear and her back arched, unintentionally pushing her breasts against my chest. "I've been dying to get a taste of you."

I slid my hand downward, wrapping it around her throat and squeezed lightly. The amount of pressure applied wasn't enough to restrict her airflow, but judging by the look on her face, she wasdefinitelyenjoying it.

"I'm going to eat you whole, and when I'm done with you, the only man you'll ever think about is me. Every time you sit down, you'll remember what we did. Every time you close your eyes, you'llremember the touch of my hands on your body."

She bit her lip, her eyes slowly drooping. Then she uttered the words that sent me into a downward spiral of obsession. "There's nothing I want more."

And just like that, my restraint snapped, fell to the floor, and broke into a million fucking pieces. I crashed my lips onto hers, instantly receiving a moan from her.

My hands roamed everywhere, caressing every inch of her exposed skin. She arched her back off the door, leaning into me. I bit her lower lip, her lips finally parting, and that's when I slid my tongue into her mouth.

Holy shit. I could feel myself falling into the dark abyss, grasping the air to try and save myself, but it was useless. I placed both palms on her fat ass and easily lifted her off the ground. It's as if she weighed nothing.

I couldn't fucking breathe anymore, but I'd be damned if we stopped tongue kissing. She wrapped her legs around my waist, held onto my shoulders for support, and pressed her white acrylic nails into the flesh.

I groaned into her mouth, pulling away for air and nipped at her jawline. We panted heavily while I carried her towards the bed. Her whines were the sexiest fucking thing I've ever heard.

I wanted to bruise her. Mark her. I wanted, no—Ineededeveryone to see my claim on her. I sucked on the flesh of her neck, earning me a soft moan from her. "Oh my God."

When I reached the bed, I threw her down on it. Gabriella's breath hitched due to the impact and I watched her bounce slightly. "My name's Nicolas." I wrapped my hand around her throat and pushed her back, pinning her against the mattress. "Not God, saymyname."

She swallowed hard and gazed at me with droopy, lustful eyes. "Nicolas," she said breathlessly. With one knee on the bed in between her legs, I bent down, sucking on her bottom lip again.

She whimpered softly and weaved her fingers into my hair, tugging on the strands. The harshness of her actions paired with the softness of her hands made me groan.

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