Page 39 of Ties That Bind Us

“I know.” I nodded, taking his words to heart. I could see how much Nick genuinely cared about me, which only made me more emotional. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to say you’re sorry anymore. I just want you to see it from my perspective. I’m not trying to control you, but I am trying to keep you safe.”

“How did I wind up with a guy like you?”

A wicked grin blanketed his face. “Let me refresh your memory a little bit.”

He slipped his hand behind the nape of my neck, pulling me into him. His rough lips crashed possessively into mine, covering every inch of them. I moaned into the kiss, letting its warmth extend throughout my body.

In one smooth move, Nick laid me down on the bed and hovered over me. I tilted my head to the side, inviting him to the sensitive skin of my neck. He was more than willing to oblige, peppering my neck and collarbone with primal, possessive kisses. He moved meticulously, not leaving an inch of my skin unkissed. My need for him was insatiable. I couldn’t take it any longer, I needed to feel his skin against mine, his lips drinking in my skin. I craved what he had given me the night we met, and I was determined to get it again.

My fingers found the hem of his shirt and I slid it up over his head, exposing his chest. Elaborate and colorful tattoos were painted on his skin, and his bulging muscles were sculpted to perfection. I bit my lip trying to stifle a moan as I dragged my fingers down his chest and stomach, stopping just above the band of his boxers.

He gripped my fingers tightly, stopping me from pulling them down, a husky smile on his face. “If we keep going, I am not going to be able to stop myself.”

I ran my tongue along my lips, unable to tear my eyes away from his piercing stare. “That’s what I’m counting on.”

Without another word, Nick slipped an arm behind my back and lifted my body effortlessly and repositioned me underneath him His eyes drifted over my entire body as he ripped the T-shirt over my head and drank in every detail of me. There was no hiding behind a fake identity tonight. Nick knew exactly who I was, and while that was a little nerve-racking, he quickly squashed any apprehension I still had.

“I wanted this to be more romantic,” Nick breathed against my ear, fumbling with his boxers. “But I’ve got to fucking have you.”

His words only turned me on even more. He wanted this as much as I did.

He worked efficiently, but continued kissing every part of me, paying special attention to my inner thighs. I yelped as his teeth dragged across the sensitive skin and Nick leaned back, smirking.

The feeling of his fingers between my legs was intoxicating, even better than I remembered.

“You’re already so wet for me.” A look of satisfaction spread across his face as he pumped his fingers faster and faster, alternating between rough and tender strokes.

“Nick . . .” I moaned , arching my back under his magic touch. I wouldn’t be able to take much more without exploding.

“Not yet,” he warned, pulling his fingers out abruptly. I gasped, searching desperately for breath.

“Let me see you.” Nick eased my knees apart, and his hands traveled over every inch of my bare skin, never once taking his eyes off of me. The look in his eyes was almost animalistic.

Nick tore open a condom, slipped it on quickly and planted his hands on either side of me, pinning me against the bed. He leaned forward, pressing his tip into me—gently at first, and then steadily until he was fully inside.

I closed my eyes in pleasure, feeling the fullness of him inside me. He stroked my cheek gently and began moving his hips back and forth against mine. “Keep your eyes on me, baby. I want to see you.”

I opened them, locking on his gaze.

“There’s my girl.” He began to move quicker, friction building between us. He thrust into me over and over, each plunge harder and deeper than the last, as I hooked my legs around his waist, drawing him farther into me.

I clawed at his back, on the very edge of climax. My mind clouded, and all I could think about was his body wrapped around mine.

“Nick!” I hissed, when I reached the point of not being able to stand it anymore.

“Fuck,” Nick echoed, latching onto me as we both fell as we fell away from each other, convulsing with pleasure.

Our breathing matched, both of us searching for air, as we lay tangled together.

“That was . . .”

“You are so fucking amazing.” Nick leaned over and kissed my cheek gently, settling in next to me.

I wasn’t sure how long we lay there before we drifted off to sleep. I had never felt as safe and loved as I did lying in Nick’s arms. Somehow, this was turning out to be exactly what I needed.

Chapter 14

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