Page 23 of Big Nick Energy

His words had my heart thudding in my chest. The slight pressure he applied created a flutter in my gut. The combination of it all turned my insides into mush.

I lightly cleared my throat. “I’m not opposed to that.”

“You’re not opposed?”

His closeness was starting to affect me.

Bending down, his face was an inch from mine. I was overwhelmed, but I maintained eye contact.

“No,” I whispered breathily. “I’m not.”

When his lips touched mine, a slow, sexy heat spread through my body. His kiss pushed me back and his lips overpowered me. As I reclined on the bed, I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him with me. Never breaking the kiss, he used his arms to hold himself up so his full weight wouldn’t be on me.

“Asha,” he groaned, pulling out of the kiss slightly. “What are you doing to me?”

“Anything you want,” I panted into his waiting mouth.

He dropped to his forearms causing more of his weight to pin my body down. The bulge in his pants became more real as it pressed into my thigh. That contact reverberated through us both. He let out a low, rumbling groan and deepened the kiss.

I stirred at the sound.

Feeling emboldened, I snaked my right hand between us and over his crotch.

Ripping his lips from mine, he shifted to the right so that he was on his side next to me. His breathing was ragged as he stared at me.

My hand froze momentarily.

Holding his gaze, I slid my fingers over the thick erection confined beneath his pants. I watched his expression as he closed his eyes and allowed me to trace the outline of his print. He let out a shaky breath before moving my hand, kissing the back of it and then trapping it under him. He took my left hand and secured it under my head.

Tracing his fingertips down the side of my face and then my neck, he whispered, “Asha, you heard me say that you make me feel reckless, didn’t you?”

My chest heaved as I stared up at him.

Lust and restraint had his brown eyes dark as his fingers approached the swell of my breasts. “So why would you tease me like that?” He dragged his fingers over my taut nipples. “What are you trying to do?”

His intense gaze burned into me as he waited for me to respond. I bit my bottom lip as he toyed with my hard peaks. “Anything you want,” I murmured.

He licked his lips before making a path from my chest over my belly and then resting at the apex of my thighs. “Anything,” he repeated as he parted the skirt. His palm kneaded my thick thighs as he let the word float between us.

I opened my legs a little wider. “Anything.”

He slid two fingers over the material covering my pussy and my entire body twitched desirously. “You’re already wet for me?”

There were two articles of clothing between his finger and my bare flesh, yet it didn’t feel like it. His touch penetrated the fabric, and the satin made it easy for him to build the tension in my clit.

“Nick,” I gasped.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

My breathing became more ragged. “No.”

“Good girl.” He unsnapped the first button and then the second that secured the bodysuit. “Do you want me to touchyou here?” He made deliciously slow circles against my soaked panties.

My eyes closed. “Yes.”

“Is that why you were teasing me?” He planted a kiss against my ear and then my cheek. “Look at me. Is that why you were teasing me, Asha?”

I forced my eyes to meet his. “Yes.”

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