Page 109 of Worth Every Penny

Do I?

I don’t know, but there’s a pulling sensation in my torso, like he’s the moon and I’m the sea and I can’t resist it. Whether I trust him or not, he’s controlling my tides. But why is he asking? Maybe it’s the gravity of the question or the tight lines of his face, but this doesn’t feel like the moment to query him. I nod.

He walks round to the front of his desk, each step so slow it pains me. I thought we’d be on one another in seconds, ripping at clothes, tearing at flesh, trying to get as much of each other as we could in as little time as possible. Greedy. Desperate.

Nico clearly has other plans, and the authoritative way he’s dominating the room has heat simmering in my veins. Every nerve ending is alight, every moment intensified.

“Take off your clothes.”

I stiffen. I can’t help it. I’d do anything he wanted, but this I wasn’t prepared for. “Nico?”

One of his brows arches at my tone, his expression severe. Like he might punish me…spank me… for questioning him, and a low heat kindles in my core at the thought.

Nico’s gaze lowers to my mouth, alerting me to the fact I’m chewing on my bottom lip. I stop, draw the whole lip into my mouth, letting it slide back out again, wet and full. Want flares in his eyes, and in response, the warmth in my core shifts to an incessant throb.

“Take them off,” he repeats.

My breaths shallow as I slowly ease each button on my shirt undone and slip it off my shoulders, dropping it to the floor. He holds my gaze the entire time, jerking his chin slightly to indicate I remove the rest.

His hungry gaze follows my hands, watching as I unfasten my skirt and let it fall to the floor, where it pools at my feet. It’s hard to breathe, knowing his eyes are on me, eating up every move I make like I’m throwing scraps through the bars of a lion’s cage.

As my fingers slide into my lace panties, his mouth opens a fraction like he’s struggling to breathe, too.Fuck. He’s so sexy, so gorgeous, and the idea that it’s me who has him this captivated makes my blood burn and my insides singe.

“Off,” he says, and the command has molten lust trickling down my spine, pooling between my thighs.

I ease the panties down, leaving me naked apart from my heels and bra. My pussy feels exposed, and so wet I wonder if it’s possible to drip on the carpet.

I notice the bulge at Nico’s crotch, his erection straining at his trousers, but he makes no move to release it.

He nods a little, indicating my bra, and I remove that too. Unsupported, my breasts feel heavy, nipples peaking instantly. My body hums beneath Nico’s darkened gaze, the appreciation on his face barely masked. He wants me, just as much as I want him.

“On your knees.”

This is different.My lungs tighten and arousal sings in my blood. Each breath is an effort as I lower myself. The carpet is rough against my skin, but I don’t care.

“Crawl to me.”

My palms hit the carpet and a small moan escapes me. It’s lusty and sodden with desire, unlike any noise I’ve made before.

Nico tugs at his tie as he watches me make my way to him. He takes it off, throws it to the floor, then focuses on the top button of his shirt. But his fingers are too fast, too eager. He fumbles and has to try again to undo it, yielding me the only sign he’s loosing his cool.

In seconds, I’m at his feet, his dick straining the crotch of his trousers just in front of my face.

“You want this?” he rasps, gesturing at his dick.

God, yes.My mouth dries out and my body trembles from how much I want him. I lick my lips and swallow, preparing myself. “Uh-huh,” I moan.

Nico presses a finger beneath my chin, tilting my face to look up at him. He tugs on my bottom lip. “Show me,” he purrs, before sliding two fingers slowly into my mouth, giving me time to object, but I don’t. “Show me you deserve it.”

I suck his fingers, wrapping my tongue around them, lapping at them like my life depends on it.

Looking like he’s about to snap, Nico pulls his fingers from my mouth and undoes his trousers, pushing them down along with his boxers. His perfect cock springs free, and the sight of it, thick and veined, makes my pussy clench.

I inhale sharply, and Nico’s eyebrow rises, an amused quirk on his lips like he’s daring me to take it. I lick the tip and he hisses. I take him deep in my mouth and suck hard, swallowing him as far as I can. He’s fucking big… I can’t take him all, but God, I want to. The earthy musk of him fills my nostrils, assaults my tongue, and my clit throbs in response. I fist one hand around the base of his shaft and bob up and down, running the flat of my tongue up his length, teasing the tip when I reach it.

Nico’s breathing grows heavy and his hands come to the back of my head, but he doesn’t hold me there, doesn’t exert any unwelcome pressure. He lets me lead, and the thrill that surges through me at having this kind of control over him is electrifying.

“So good. Fuuuck, Kate. Just like that.”

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