Page 108 of Implode

“You never have to worry about money again, baby. I’ve been waiting for the day that you accepted our relationship, and I planned to wipe your debt away.”

“You knew about it?” I ask in shock.

“Yes. I made it my priority to learn everything I could about you. Between Collins, my friend Asher who lives in California, and a couple of hired associates, I was able to make sure your new apartment had added security features and learned that you were getting bogged down with debt.”

“Damn,” I exhale, allowing a shiver to run through me, despite the water being very hot. “I should be scared over your level of obsession.”

Nic pulls me to him. “But you’re not?”

“I’m flattered. But you are a bit over the top.”

“Only when it comes to you, baby. No one else has ever had my heart so tied up in knots. You are my present and my future. From this day forward, I want it all.”

I don’t have the right words to say, so I just stand up on tiptoes to kiss his lips, while my hands slither down between us to massage his cock.

“Hmm,” I hum.

“You enjoying yourself?” he asks with a humorous edge to his tone.

I shake my head. “No. I’m rather bored.”

He huffs out a laugh, tangling his fingers in my damp hair. “Are you now?”

Keeping my gaze laser focused on his eyes, I slowly lower myself onto the smooth tiled floor. Nic tries to stop me, but I’m too determined to show him how much I appreciate him helping me to see what was in front of me all along.

“Claire, you’re pregnant…”

I flatten my tongue and scrape it across the side of his hardening cock from root to tip, flicking it at the end. I sit my butt farther back on my feet. “Do you have a point?” I do the same thing along the other side, feeling Nic’s fingers wrapping around my hair.

He lets out a labored breath and shifts his weight, as he leans against the wall. “You shouldn’t be kneeling on a hard floor.”

I give him a half smile, while placing a finger in front of my lips. “Shhh…you’re talking way too much. Do I need to get my ball gag out?”

“What?” he asks, then bursts out into laughter when he realizes I’m joking. “Wait, you can’t be serious.”

“Try me.”

He holds his hands up, as he lets me continue my road trip with my mouth, savoring this quiet moment where I can have some control. Without warning, I push my mouth forward, swallowing him whole. I squeeze my thumbs into the palms of my hands, taking advantage of the little trick that helps to avoid setting off my gag reflex.

Pulling back, I glance up at Nic, who has his head tilted back against the shower wall. His eyes are hooded, and I smile at the ability to give him a fraction of the pleasure he gives to me.

I continue back to my rhythm of sucking and licking, using my hands to help twist and pull his hard cock. The water pelts down around us, while our moans merge into the steam.

“I’m close,” he bites out, thrusting his hips forward.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

It just takes a few more rounds, and I feel the first splash of his cum hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck!” Nic barks, as I swallow him a little deeper. Just a little farther.

His cock twitches inside my mouth several times, as the sweet and salty liquid stimulates my tastebuds. He tastes so good.

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