Page 32 of Falling for Nicole
“What, for once you’re speechless? I didn’t think that would ever fucking happen.” I stand in front of him with my hands on my hips, waiting for a response.
When his eyes eventually return to mine, they’re so fucking dark it makes my insides clench, and desire floods my core.
I watch as he slowly stands as if I’m not waiting on an answer from him. He stills at his full height and stares into my eyes, that are almost level with his with my wedges on.
He opens his mouth and I watch impatiently for what he has to say for himself. But instead of speaking, he comes at me. I stumble until my back hits the wall with a bang and his lips land on mine.
Declan
I tried, I really did, but I couldn’t allow her to spend a night with another man. Yes, they were just going out for dinner, but that could lead to more and I couldn’t deal with that.
When Shane came back to say the shop was finished up for the night and told me he didn’t have any plans, I couldn’t help myself. I know I shouldn’t be interfering in her life, but the words fell from my mouth before I had a chance to stop them.
I told myself he wouldn’t go through with it, but deep down I knew Shane wasn’t one to back away from a challenge. He was a prankster at heart, and I knew he’d get a huge kick out of doing what I asked of him.
Excitement raced through me when I saw his name pop up on my screen but the second he told me they were still in there enjoying their meal, I knew I had to do more.
I know it was pathetic and childish, but the images of Chris with his hands on Nicole pushed me forward. If anyone was going to find out if she had a magical pussy, it was me.
I just about manage to contain my smile when the office door slams back against the wall not that long later. She’s obviously discovered my little lie about the till.
Her eyes are wild, like the night at my house a few weeks ago, and her anger is palpable. My cock twitches at that alone, but when I get the chance to get a good look at her, it strains against the fabric of my shorts. Fuck me, she looks sexy as fuck in those little shorts. Her legs look a mile fucking long. The image of them wrapped around my waist as I thrust into her fills my mind, and I’m up and moving before my brain’s registered.
Her eyes widen as anger radiates from her. She’s worked up in the way I fucking love.
Her back hits the wall and I press my body against hers, ensuring she’ll feel exactly what she’s doing to me. My lips find hers and the second my tongue parts her lips, her taste explodes in my mouth and makes my need for her almost painful.
The tiny bit of fear that she’d push me away vanishes almost instantly as she begins to kiss me back just as violently. She pours all her anger for me into our kiss. A deep moan vibrates up my neck as she sucks on my tongue before biting my bottom lip. Fuck me, if this is what making her angry does, I’m up for needing plenty of punishment.
Her fingers tangle in my hair and they tug as I move my lips down to the smooth skin of her neck. I kiss, suck and bite as her chest pants out her laboured breaths.
“You…ruined,” she manages to get out, “my…fucking date. You’re such a…wanker.”
Oh, Nicole, you have no idea,I think as images of all the ways she’s tortured me over the last few weeks pop into my mind. I had to do something to take the edge off.
“You don’t sound all that concerned about it.” I pull back and look into her heated eyes. “He wouldn’t have made you feel like this.”
“What, so angry I want to kill him? No, probably not.”
“No, Gingernut, so angry you need him to fuck it out of you.” I lift my hands and squeeze her breasts. She moans as her head falls back against the wall.
Point made, I think.
Wrapping my fingers around the top of her blouse, I pull it down. It traps her arms by her sides and reveals more perfect, milky skin and her white, lacy strapless bra. Sliding one hand around her back, I pop the clasp and let it fall to the floor. My eyes immediately drop to her breasts and my mouth waters when I see her dusky pink nipples begging for attention. Wasting no time, I lean forward and take one in my mouth. Fucking hell, she really does taste as sweet as I imagined.
She starts pulling at my hair once again as I continue punishing her nipple.
“Oh my god,” she whimpers above me.
“Careful, I’ll start to get the idea you like me if you start comparing me to the big guy,” I say quickly as I swap to the other side, but when I glance up to see her head resting back and her eyes shut, I don’t think she’s heard me.
“Dec, please,” she begs, and fuck if it’s a sound I don’t want to hear every fucking day.
“You want more?” I ask as I blow a stream of air across her nipples, making them pucker even more.
“Yes…please.” She groans loudly the second I pop the button on her shorts and slide them down her legs. My cock strains at the sight of her tiny lace thong.
“Did you wear this for him?” I feel her shake her head but she doesn’t say anything. “Answer me. Did you wear this for him to see?” I run my finger around the edge of the fabric and her whole body quivers.
