Page 43 of Lethal Infatuation

"Looks like someone's needy."

I whimpered softly, clenching my thighs together to alleviate the ache. "Nicolas," I said softly. "I need you inside of me rightnow."

"Christ, look at my pretty girl pathetically begging to be fucked in the backseat of my car," he mocked, holding the back of neck and pulling my head backward. "Part those lips for me."

I eagerly followed his instructions, opening my mouth, not knowing what to expect next. Nicolas gathered spit on the tip of his tongue and let it trickle into my mouth.

My eyes involuntarily closed and I groaned softly, hearing him laugh at my reaction. "You filthy, little—" He paused, moving closer to whisper in my ear. "Slut."

I gasped, opening my eyes to look at him. I couldn't speak, I couldn't think straight. At this point, I didn't even know left from right. "Nicolas."

"You're just as depraved and twisted as me. I fucking love it." He smiled, creating some much needed space between us. "As much as I'd love to continue this, I'm not about to fuck you in my car. You're coming home with me, then I'll show you how much I've been craving you."

EIGHTEEN

Ishould've definitely had more willpower. I should've been the one who talked Gabriella out of this hasty decision, but Lord knows how much I yearned for her.

The urge to feel her wrapped around my cock was too overwhelming to ignore. "Tell me to stop," I said as I pushed her onto my bed. She fell backward and her body bounced slightly on the mattress as I looked down at her.

"I can't do that, not when I'm feeling this way, Nico." I licked my lips, slowly pulling my t-shirt over my head.

"Fuck," I murmured, reaching out to wrap a hand around her delicate throat. "Reassure me, let me hear you say how much you want this."

"I want this so bad, no—Ineedit," she whined, digging her nails into my forearm. "Really, really bad."

"Get up, pretty girl." I released herfrom my hold and helped her up. "I need you butt naked in the next few seconds or I'll rip this shit off your body." One by one, I unbuttoned her shirt, slowly revealing her smooth, tan skin to my line of sight.

"You truly are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." She shivered and I could feel her staring at me, but I focused on getting the garment undone.

"You're always ready to give me compliments."

"They're not just compliments, it's the truth." When I reached the last button, I slid my hands upward and practically yanked the garment off her. She was compliant, helping me remove it from her upper body.

I gripped her jaw, tilting her head back and peppered soft, wet kisses along her jawline before focusing on her neck. Gabriella reached out to me, grabbing my waist. Her gentle, innocent touch was enough to set me off.

Little broken gasps fell from her lips and I knew that the last bit of restraint I had no longer existed in this moment. "Is it just me or is it hot in here?" she murmured, and I chuckled against her skin.

Multitasking was never my specialty, but I've learned to perfect the skill over the years. I kissed and nibbled on the flesh in her neck while simultaneously pushing her skirt down. I trailed my kisses downward across her chest, on the upper part of her tits, down her abdomen, until I was on my knees in front of her. "I'll let you in on a little secret,mikrí petaloúda."

Gabriella's gaze was fixed on me, her eyes burning with an emotion I couldn't decipher. "You've got my full attention."

"I would never bow down before a woman, but for you, I'd crawl if you asked me to." Her eyes drooped until it was difficult to see her irises. She placed both hands on my shoulders, digging her nails into my skin.

"You're such agood boy." My heart skipped a beat at the praise.I've surely never been referred to as a boy before, but in that context, I'd happily be labelled as a good boy.

I pulled her skirt down completely, waiting for her to lift each foot so I could get rid of the garment.

Now that my seductress was in nothing but her underwear, I took my sweet time to admire the piece of art in front of me.

That's what Gabriella was. A work of art. A masterpiece. "Call me a good boy again and I might just come in my pants." She laughed softly and I could feel my limbs buzzing with a foreign feeling.

Seeing her smile definitely assisted in the release of endorphins in my bloodstream. "You shouldn't have told me that, because now I'll use it to my advantage."

With my index fingers hooked inside the waistband of her panties, I tugged the flimsy material down, but ripped it in the process. The rough action elicited a gasp from her. "Stop playing with me."

My eyes zeroed in on her pussy and I licked my lips. It already glistened with wetness and was freshly waxed.

"How can I when playing with you is so fun?" I raised an eyebrow at her words, running my hands along the sides of her legs.

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