Page 70 of Lethal Infatuation

He moved his palm away from mymouth and choked me out while he gave me ruthless thrusts. I gasped for air, lowering my head.

"Tell me you love it," he urged me, and I knew what he was referring to. "Let me hear that sweet voice and tell me what I want to hear."

"I love it, Nicolas." My pussy clamped down on him and my orgasm hit me harder than ever before. I moaned loudly, digging my nails into my palms.

"Oh fuck," he grunted, his hold on my neck tightening. "I'll never get tired of this, of watching you come all over my dick."

"Shit," I murmured, my body hitching forward when his thrusts became more relentless. I could feel another orgasm approaching and I wiggled against him. "Wait." I gasped, my voice cracking in the process.

"You want me to wait?" His tone was condescending, a reminder of everything that lead to this very moment. I nodded, unable to speak. "That's too bad." He pulled out, letting the head of his dick linger at my opening before slamming into me.

He pushed the side of his hand into my mouth and I involuntarily bit down on it. He hissed, fucking me like he hated me. "That's it, bite my hand if you have to, but you better stay quiet."

Tears formed in the corners of my eyes, the pleasure racking through me at a rapid pace. "Can I fill you up with my come, sweetheart?" he groaned, making me whimper against his hand.

My bodily response was the answer to his question, because I came so hard, seeing stars as my vision went blurry. Nicolas pushed into me, filling me up completely, and that's when I felt it.

Warm liquid, running down my thighs. He breathed heavily, trying to regain his composure as he reached his climax. I watched him in the mirror, the sight was one to behold.

He looked absolutely majestic with his dark hair, a few strandscovering his left eye, his toned abdomen, those broad shoulders and chest. If he really wanted me to have his baby, I'd say yes in a heartbeat.

Our eyes locked in the mirror and I've never felt a connection so strong. "You're my salvation, but you're also going to be my ultimate demise." I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath. "I don't even want to pull out right now."

His words were still lingering in my mind and I wanted to question, but decided we weren't in the position to have a heart to heart right now. "Let's get you cleaned up. Are you okay?"

"I've never been better." I smiled, suddenly feeling shy.

"You can't be shy right now." He slowly pulled out. The emptiness made me shiver and I held onto the sink for support. "After I just—" I elbowed him in the abdomen, making him huff, but the sound was followed by laughter.

"Don't you dare say it, Nicolas." I grinned.

"Don't be violent." He chuckled. "Have I ever told you how much I love your dimples?" I turned around, holding onto him to steady myself. Not only because my legs were wobbly, but due to the fact that his simple compliment about my dimples made me weak in the knees.

"You're supposed to clean me up." I leaned in, the heels I wore giving me a few extra inches.

"Now who's the distraction?" He chuckled. "I still stand by my statement." He kissed me on the cheek, then on the side of my lips. "I love your dimples. You're literal perfection."

"I think you're perfection." I didn't mean to say that aloud, but the words were already out in the open. We looked at each other for what felt like hours before I snapped out of my gaze. "Clean. That's the word of the day. Clean, Nicolas. Focus."

He laughed, freshening up before tending to me. The contrastof how he just fucked me and how gently he was handling me right now made my stomach flutter. I didn't think I'd ever get close to another man, given my last relationship.

Sex. That's all it was ever meant to be with me an Nicolas, and now I found myself falling face first into this never ending abyss. I found myself falling for him. Falling in love.

TWENTY SEVEN

The event turned out to be a huge success. Asher disclosed that this year they managed to raise more funds than anticipated. Helena got her pictures taken one too many times and I was glad she got the recognition she deserved.

Indigo Events was definitely going to expand soon. After making my reappearance and being questioned by Melissa about my whereabouts, the event had almost concluded.

When the event came to an end, Nicolas and I left the vicinity together. As if tonight wasn't surprising enough, when I entered his home, I noticed that he'd made a few drastic changes to the decor.

"I don't remember your house looking like this." I placed my clutch bag onto the couch, looking around in awe. The new added items were similar to the decor I had at my place.

"I wanted to make you feel at home when you came over."

"Nicolas," I said softly, clutching mynecklace. It was a habit of mine whenever I felt overwhelmed with emotions. Whether that were happiness, sadness, anger, anxiety.

"Wait until you see the bathroom." He held his hand out for me to take and I gracefully grabbed a hold of it.

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