Page 37 of Burning Beauty

As she drifted back down, her body falling limp against the bed, he picked her up and pressed her to his chest, her knees on either side of his. He took a handful of her hip and helped guide her into a rhythm that immediately began building another orgasm. She whimpered against his throat and held on for dear life as he rocked her on top of him.

He took her head in hand and pressed it hard to his chest, his fingers tangling tightly in her hair. Then he dragged her head back so he could look into her eyes. The move wasn't vicious or painful, he was just controlling her. The gentle tug on her head sent her flying even higher into the arms of her next orgasm.

"Say my name, bellisima." His words were a demand, not a question, but he spoke with need, with longing. Impossible to ignore.

"Nic," she whispered, her eyes on his.

Their connection was strong and undeniable, almost transcendent as Maria felt every part of her own body and every part of his that was touching hers. She was drugged by the passion coursing through her, no thoughts other than Nic invading her mind. She was completely his, no reservations.

"Maria," he said her name in a dark caress, then pressed her face to his chest again and thrust harder up inside her, drawing a moan of pleasure from deep in her throat. He growled his own pleasure against the side of her head.

His cock grew bigger inside her and his movements became rougher, less rhythmic. She clung to him for all she was worth and buried her face in his neck, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as he slammed into her over and over carrying them on the wave of a mutual orgasm.

She flung herself back in his arms, a scream wrenching from her throat as she came, the orgasm slamming against her with such force she thought she would fly apart if he wasn't holding her so tightly. His fingers gripped her hard and she felt the hot spurt of his semen touching everything inside her, coating her.

Maria was floating in a haze when Nic lifted her off him and placed her on the bed. She groaned and rolled to the side as he slipped away and then returned with a wet washcloth. He took her hip and pushed, forcing her onto her back again. He nudged her legs apart and cleaned her while she lay sprawled beneath him.

She yawned widely and let her eyes flutter shut, no longer worried about the future. At least not right now. She knew Nic would take care of her. And he did. The last thing she felt as she drifted off to sleep was a blanket being tucked around her and his big, warm body sliding in next to her, a heavy arm draped across her middle.

Chapter Twenty

Cassandra tilted her head to the side as she looked Maria over. "You look different."

Maria blushed as she dropped into the lounge chair next to the stunning brunette who looked like a pinup model in her high-waisted red and white polka dot bikini. Maria busied herself by placing her bowl of yogurt, nuts and fruit on the table between their loungers. Cassandra immediately perked up and reached for the spoon. Maria narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything as the other woman took a huge bite of Maria's breakfast. Honestly, did no one teach this woman the meaning of personal space?

Cassandra took another healthy bite, dropped the spoon and stretched out on her chair, her eyes still on Maria's face. "You have some kind of a glow, like a satisfied pussycat that got the cream or something." Cassandra gasped and sat up straight, sliding her sunglasses down her nose to look at Maria. "You had sex with Nic, didn't you?" she demanded excitedly.

Maria's mouth fell open and she quickly looked around to see who was nearby. Her shadow was standing by the pool, but he was too far away to hear their low conversation. "How can you possibly know I had sex?" Maria hissed.

"I didn't know for sure, but you just confirmed it!" Cassandra grinned evilly. "I went to your room last night to see if you wanted to watch the sixth season of RuPaul's Drag Race with me, but you weren't in bed, so I went to Nic's room and listened at the door. You sounded like you were having a fantastic time!"

"You... you...!" Maria sputtered. "What the heck is wrong with you?"

"I only listened for a minute," she said defensively, sliding her sunglasses back up. "I had to make sure you were safe in the house."

"You are so weird," Maria muttered, picking up her bowl and taking a bite, crunching on the nuts while she contemplated her strange new friend.

"You have no idea," Cassandra sighed, then rolled onto her side to look at Maria. "You want to go shopping today?" she asked, changing the subject.

Maria perked up. "We're allowed to leave the property?"

Cassandra quickly shook her head. "Definitely not, but we can buy whatever we want online. Nic told me yesterday he's getting you a credit card. If it's here, then we'll warm that baby up at some of my favourite virtual boutiques. If it hasn't arrived yet, then we'll use mine and you'll have to give me rights to your closet for the next month."

Maria sank back on her chair in disappointment. Of course, Nic wouldn't want them leaving the property, especially since Maria had only been there a few days. As she thought of him, her mind turned to the twinges of sensual pain throughout her body, the stretch of unused muscles. Heat suffused her as she recalled her and Nic's night together. After the intense sex they'd shared, Maria had fallen asleep, only to be woken a few hours later with Nic between her thighs, his mouth on her pussy. She'd come for him before she was even fully awake, then he was inside her, dragging another orgasm from her exhausted body, before fucking her into oblivion and stealing his own orgasm.

Maria sighed out loud, lost in her own thoughts.

"Are you thinking about Nic?" Cassandra asked. "You're blushing and it looks like you're melting all over that lounge chair. Was he any good? I've always wondered."

Maria tilted her head to the side and stared hard at Cassandra. Was it even worth it to ask the other woman to back off? Probably not, and she didn't want to risk upsetting her. Cassandra was sweet, in her own way, and Maria needed every ally she could get her hands on. Then it hit her, what Cassandra had said.

"So, you and Nic never..."

Cassandra cocked her head and looked quizzically at Maria. "Never what? Danced the salsa, went on vacation to Hong Hong, drank the blood of his enemies?"

Maria's mouth hung open. Where did she even start? "Okay, yes, I want to know all that too. But I was actually asking if you two ever had sex?"

"Oh!" Cassandra sat up straighter and clapped her hands. "Let's see... yes, yes, no and no."

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