Page 34 of Big Nick Energy

His finger parted me and caused me to moan again, loudly. “To do as I please?”

The way he asked the question made my toes curl. I had no idea what he meant or what he was into, but I was fully committed. Our mouths met and kept constant contact until I finally broke away slightly to answer.

I nodded. “Yes…”

He let out a ragged breath. “Is that why you’re so wet?”

“Yessss.”

His mouth hovered over mine. “I’m trying not to be reckless here.”

Our lips touched briefly, and I whimpered.

“But you’re making it hard,” he continued.

“I can tell.” I stroked his bulge.

“I told you that you make me reckless…” He brought his mouth closer. “Yet you keep teasing me.” His lips brushed mine. “Tell me what you want.”

I could feel how badly he wanted me, and I needed him to know the feeling was mutual. I slipped my hands into his boxer briefs and wrapped my hand around his girth. He was thick and that realization made my insides flutter.

His finger slid down my slit as I ran my hand from base to tip.

I was throbbing. “Nick…”

The air instantly became thick.

He stilled, exhaling shakily. “Say my name like that again and I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”

Holding his gaze, I kissed him as I said it again. “Nick.”

Even as our lips met, I felt the small smirk tugging at his. “So that’s what you want?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Say it.”

I was quiet for a moment. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me come. I want you to fill me up?—”

His mouth crashed into mine, interrupting my sentence. The deep-seated want and carnal desire completely consumed us. Chills ran up and down my spine as our tongues danced. The kiss intensified and we pulled each other closer, kissed each other deeper, grinded against each other harder.

My body was on fire.

Without breaking the kiss, I pushed his pants and boxer briefs off his hips. I felt him step out of them, and let my hands play over his muscles, feeling the firmness of his chest and the brawniness of his arms. My hands had a mind of their own as they descended his sculpted abs and fully embraced his dick.

As our kiss deepened, I ran my hand over the entire length and width of him. When I touched him before, I could tell he was big and thick. But feeling how hot and heavy he was in my hand, I couldn’t help but to stroke in awe.

Trailing kisses to my ear, he growled softly, “Turn around.”

My core clenched as I turned around.

I could hear the effect I was having on him, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to dull the ache.

With his hands on my hips, I was trapped between the wall and Nick’s body. He kissed my neck and my breathing became labored. He was rock hard against my bare ass, and I almost lost it. The yearning inside me had reached unimaginable heights, and my knees started to shake.

“Are your feet okay?” he asked, kissing down my spine.

“Yes.”

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