Page 75 of My Sweetest Temptation

“I’m sorry?”

He stalked over to me and took another look at me. “Don’t ever fucking answer the door when you’re wearing close to nothing,” he growled.

I looked down and, oh…

I was wearing pink-laced trimmed boy shorts with a matching tank top and fuzzy slippers. When I looked back up at him, his eyes were staring at my chest with lust, and that’s when I noticed my nipples were peeking out to say hello.

I wrapped my hands across my chest, embarrassed.

He groaned and looked up to the ceiling with his eyes closed, muttering something in Italian. Suddenly, his hands cupped my cheek, catching me off guard when he said, “I love it when you blush.” This was the most I’d ever seen him use a gentler tone. Then he gave me a genuine smile, which made me blush even more.

His eyes widened as if he realized what he had just said, and he stepped away from me.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, desperate to keep him from leaving.

He rubbed his hands through his soft inky hair and down his face. “I needed to see you,” he admitted, his eyes holding mine and making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.

“Oh,” I said, not knowing how to respond to that when just the other night he wanted to strangle me to death.

His lips curled up into a sexy smirk, and he tucked his hands into his pockets. “How does that make you feel, Winter?” he teased.

I felt my cheeks flush even further, and I lowered my gaze, unable to meet his intense blue eyes. “I’m not sure,” I murmured, my voice breathy. I hated that he made me vulnerable.

His gaze traveled down my body, lingering on the subtle tension in my knees as I instinctively squeezed them together. Just by his stare, I was already feeling the effects of what he did to me.

He chuckled. “I’m going to taste that sweet pussy of yours again, my angel.”

“That—” I stopped trying to deny the desire burning within me. “We can’t—we shouldn’t do that again,” I stammered.

His cocky grin faded to a look of bitterness, and he took a step forward, invading my personal space. “That’s where you’re wrong, my angel,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I’ve had a taste, and now I’m hungry for more.” He moved closer until I was trapped against the door. “I’m not going to stop until I’ve had my fill.”

I swallowed a gulp, my throat dry. “What do you mean?”

He must have heard me gulp or sensed it because his lips curled up in a cocky smirk that could drive any woman wild. He leaned in, his breath warm on my face, and I smelled the hint of liquor on his breath. “It means you drive me fucking crazy, and all I want to do is kiss those sweet lips of yours and fuck you until you can’t see straight.” He rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

“I’m caught up in you, and I’m losing control,” he whispered. “And I don’t like not being in control, Winter.”

I opened my eyes, my heart in my throat. His intense gaze held mine, and I felt myself getting lost in his eyes.

He aggressively grabbed a handful of my ass and lifted me. My legs coiled around his hips, and my arms locked around his neck for support. He slammed my body against the wall and crushed his lips to mine.

The kiss was rough, wet, and demanding. As the kiss deepened, Nico’s hold on me tightened, his grip almost possessive. A moan escaped my lips, spurring him on.

“You wanna come, baby?” he growled into my mouth.

“Yes,” I whispered with anticipation.

A deep, sexy chuckle vibrated through his chest. He pulled his lips away from mine and trailed hot kisses along my neck, each touch setting me on fire. Holding me up with one arm, he reached between my legs and dipped a finger into my wet pussy.

“Oh, God,” I gasped, my breath catching in my throat.

“Fuck me, angel,” he rasped against my mouth and slipped another finger inside me, stretching me wider.

My head fell back against the wall, and I whimpered in surrender. I panted his name over and over again as he brought me closer to the edge. His fingers continued their assault, hitting my G-spot. But then he suddenly stopped, his fingers still buried inside me.

I looked up to see him staring at me with lust. “You look so fucking sexy right now.”

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