Page 79 of Worth Every Penny

Hooking his fingertips into the fabric at my hips, he urges my underwear down. I rise just enough for him to slide my panties off and throw them to the floor.

“Spread your legs. I want to see you.”

A bolt of electricity blasts through me, and I bite my lip to contain a moan. Powerless to resist him, I part my legs and bring my bare heels up to the edge of the sofa. My knees fall open, exposing me to him entirely.

He leans forward, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip as he eyes my exposed pussy, and my brain short circuits. I’ve never been inspected this way; no man has ever paid such close attention to such an intimate part of me. And now, of all the men in the world, it’s Nico fucking Hawkston between my legs, staring at my cunt like he wants to devour it as his last fucking meal.

Self-consciousness shoots through me, and my thighs seek to lock him out, muscles contracting as I try to clamp them together. A warm palm grips my thigh, holding them apart, and Nico’s concerned gaze meets my own.

“You okay?” he says softly.

No. Maybe. I have no idea.“Uh... what are you doing?”

He quirks a brow, then slowly grins. “Checking for cobwebs.”

My hand flies to cover my eyes as my drunken words from the hotel come back to me.My pussy could be full of cobwebs. “Oh God,” I wail, peeking at him between my fingers. “I’m never drinking again.”

He dips his head, a low chuckle escaping him.He’s gorgeous like this.When he raises his eyes to mine, his amusement fades, replaced with a kindness that simmers with heat.

“You’re perfect. Relax.” His thumb gently strokes my inner thigh. “I’ve got you.”

His sincerity eases my body’s tension, and I let my hand fall from my face. My legs soften, allowing Nico to manoeuvre me so he can nestle between them.

“So beautiful,” he whispers, kissing the inside of my knee, trailing his lips up my thigh. “I’ve waited so long for this.”

How long?Before I have time to wonder, he blows out a breath that cools my wet pussy. It has me squirming against the leather and a satisfied smile pulls at one side of his lips as he drags his gaze to meet mine. He rises on his knees and cups the back of my neck, drawing me into a passionate kiss that steals the air from my lungs.

His other hand trails down my body like a comet, burning up everything in its wake, until his entire palm, hot and tantalising, rests between my thighs. I arch my back, my clit desperately seeking the friction that’s just out of reach.

“So eager.” Delight dances in his eyes as he slides one finger over my clit, applying a gentle pressure, but his touch is gone before it can provide any sort of relief. The quick jolt of intense pleasure that fires through me isn’t enough. Not nearly enough.

His finger continues a path to my entrance and traces it lightly.

“Please,” I beg, my body bowing off the sofa, my pussy seekingmore.

“So fucking wet,” he murmurs, as he drags his mouth across my jaw before nipping down on my bottom lip with his teeth. “I wanted to feel this last weekend. Wanted to do this—”

I gasp as he thrusts a finger inside me, the heel of his hand resting over my clit. He slides a second finger in, curling them, hitting that sweet spot inside with a precision that triggers a deep, insatiable roll of pleasure. I shudder, lowing deliriously.

“Jesus, Kate.”

He thrusts his fingers deeper, and I tighten around him as he fucks me with them. Pressure builds between my legs, and I writhe against his palm, chasing the release of the orgasm I so desperately need.

He drags his fingers out, pulling my slickness over my clit, teasing it with his fingertips. Sparks erupt, tingling through my body as he slides his fingers inside me again, burying themknuckle deep. His thumb finds my clit, circling it over and over, faster and faster.

The sound of his fingers fucking me fills the office and I fist my hands against the sofa as I take the pleasure he’s giving me.

I throw my head back as I grind against his hand like a wild animal, seeking the final bit of pressure that will tip me over the edge. Pleasure spreads from my clit, down my thighs, all the way to my toes.

My body jerks and shudders, and I moan as I pump my hips. He works me perfectly, teasing every tendril of desire into one potent point that throbs between my legs. It’s more than I can bear.

My muscles go rigid, my hands desperately clenching. “Nico… fuck, Nico,” I cry, repeating his name like it’s the only word in the world that matters.

“So fucking hot,” he praises.

I teeter on the edge, unbearably close.

“Come for me. I want to hear you scream,” he commands, and my orgasm explodes. I’m lost to the sensations that flood my body. I scream in stuttering gasps, trembling and shaking against him as the force of my pleasure rips through me. It lasts longer than I’ve ever experienced, surging in dwindling peaks of jerking ecstasy as he continues to stroke my swollen clit.

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