Page 111 of Worth Every Penny

An involuntary shudder ricochets through me, and suddenly Nico is gone. I turn to see him kneeling behind me, untying his shoes, removing his socks.

He glances up, meets my eye with his hooded gaze. “Eyes forward.”

“Yes, sir,” I murmur, a little smile creeping to my lips. Before I turn away, I’m almost sure I see one on his face, too.

The sound of him undressing is familiar. The snap of his waistband, the shuffle of cloth as he slides his trousers down… I don’t need to look. Just the idea of him slowly exposing himself is enough to have my core aching.

A moment later, his erection brushes against me. Bare. Naked. I writhe against him, my hands still on the glass over my head. I’m right against the window now, like I’m on display.

“What if someonecansee?” I ask, my voice breathy.

Nico’s warm chest, hard with muscle, presses against my back. His lips graze the shell of my ear and he grips a handful of breast, rolling my already peaked nipple in his fingertips.

“You want to be watched, don’t you?” he drawls. “Want them to see you, naked, pressed against the glass, waiting to be fucked? You want them to watch you come, hear you scream?”

His words are delicious.God, yes, I want that.

Nico trails his hand downwards, and my stomach quivers beneath his touch. He teases at the slim line of hair at the apex of my thighs and I moan as he slides his fingers over my swollen clit, diving further to my entrance.

“Always ready for me,” he murmurs.

He thrusts his finger inside me, pushing deep. The addition of a second finger causes a pleasurable twinge. He finger-fucks me, making arousal swell and pulse with each satisfying pump.

I’m gasping, and each time I do, Nico responds with a lusty, low rumble. My body is alight for him, my skin radiating a potent heat.

“Want them to see how well I fuck you?” His voice curls around me like steam and my hands claw against the glass. I could come just listening to him. “How I can drive you to the edge and break you apart?”

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

“Every last one of them would come just watching you.”

Jerks of pleasure fire through me as I imagine the eyes of the crowd on me, witnessing everything. I roll my hips against Nico’s hand, grinding into his palm, eager for relief.

Nico slows the finger fucking until it’s little more than an internal caress, edging me dangerously close to the abyss of my orgasm.

“Nico?” I cry desperately.

“Only I get to touch you. Only me.” He draws his finger out of me and slides it in again, slowly. My pussy aches around his knuckles. “Everyone’s watching you, wanting you, but only I can do this.” He thrusts deep, thumb pressed hard against my clit and arousal blasts from the touch.

My body jerks and a moan erupts as I throw my head back.

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes. Yes. God, yes.” I sound as unhinged as I feel.

He drags his finger out. “Then say it. Who gets to touch you?”

“Only you, only you. Fuck. Please. I need you inside me.”

Finally,finally, I sense he’s relinquishing that tightly wound control and a second later his dick is at my entrance, running along my wet slit. He presses a warm hand into my lower back and I edge up on my toes to give him better access.

He eases his tip inside, keeping his hands on my hips. I dare a glance over my shoulder, but Nico is so fixated on the point where our bodies meet that he doesn’t notice.

“Fuuuuck, Kate,” he groans, eyes on the ceiling, throat exposed, still holding back the satisfaction of full penetration. My breathing falters as I teeter on the edge of need.I might die if he doesn’t fill me.

I shift backwards, as if the movement will let me swallow more of his dick, but he holds me off, hands firm.

“Beg. Beg for it.”

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