Page 63 of Taming Nikki

“Don’t fucking argue, Frankie. You’re lucky I didn’t shoot you. What the fuck were you thinking? You didn’t even text me to let me know you’d be there.”

He grimaced. “I told you, I fell asleep by accident. I was going to wait up for you. I thought Nikki was going back home today.”

I shoved him a little harder, forcing him to stop dragging his feet. Any mention of her name only made me angrier because I was out here dealing with this little shit when I could be in bed with her.

“She’s staying with me. Which means you need to fucking call first.”

He almost tripped and growled as he tried to shrug me off. “How the hell was I supposed to know that? Until today, she couldn’t stand you. I heard she even stole your car.”

I fought off a grin. Stupidest fucking thing she could have done, and I was so blown away by it I just stood there frozen as she sped off, like her idiot father every time she did something crazy. Gio was laughing so hard he fell to his knees and got punched in the face for it. She was constantly throwing me into situations where I couldn’t decide between being angry or laughing my ass off.

“I’m not going over this with you, Frankie. You need to learn to handle your shit without running off. Nikki’s right, be grateful for what you’ve got.” I didn’t need to remind him I hadn’t had parents for almost a decade now. Died in a car crash. I was twenty and forced into the position of head of the family way too fucking young. Nearly got myself killed more than once trying to prove myself.

I shook my head. That train of thought was a fucking mood killer, and I was already pissed off.

Carlotta waited on her front porch with a worried frown. Frankie shoved his hands in his pockets and trudged up the stairs. She shot me a grateful look, grabbed Frankie’s elbow, and dragged him inside.

I started my way back home when I got a text message from Nicole threatening to start without me if I didn’t hurry my ass up. I grinned. Now I kind of wanted to take my time so I could watch her touch herself. The thought made me instantly rock hard, and I lengthened my stride, eager to get home for the first time in years.

I stepped into the house just as she was heading upstairs. I didn’t even have a chance to step toward her before my phone rang. She paused on the stairs, watching me as I answered it.

“What the fuck do you want?”

“Sorry, but I think you’re gonna want to hear this.”

I grit my teeth as I listened to yet another person fucking up my night. Nicole rolled her eyes and moved back up the stairs. My mouth went dry when she started pulling the dress off as she climbed. I barely got a glimpse of her before she was gone. When she tossed the dress down the stairs, I growled.

“I’ll call you back.”

“What? Wait, but–”

“I said I’ll fucking call you back!” I snapped. I hung up, tugging my tie loose as I prowled after Nicole. She was smirking at me as she disappeared into my room. The phone rang again, but for the first time since I took over, I ignored it. They could call Gio. I wasn’t pissing away my night with Nicole.

She sat in the middle of my bed, leaning back on her palms, not a stitch of clothes on her, a sultry grin on her face. She was confident in her own skin, no hint of embarrassment. I paused, leaning against the wall as I took her in. Olive toned skin, mischievous brown eyes, perfect tits. Her tattoos only added to the appeal. And her legs. Fuck. She had the perfect legs. Toned and tanned and I couldn’t keep my eyes off them whenever she walked into a room. I nearly lost my fucking mind when she wrapped them around my hips in the restaurant.

Apparently, Nicole didn’t bluff either. When I took too long looking at her, she laid back, spreading her knees as she ran her fingers down her body. I tried to keep my face straight, but my eyes were glued to her hand, slipping down her breasts and stomach to cup between her legs. When she pushed a finger into her pussy, I grunted, slowly losing the battle to stay the hell away from her and just watch.

Her lips parted on a moan, her eyes on me as she touched herself. Her free hand tweaked her nipple, drawing it up tightly. Her self-confidence was fucking sexy, her body writhing in abandon as she coasted toward her release. When she tipped her head back, a low groan giving her climax away, I couldn’t take it anymore.

I shed my clothes before she had time to come down and moved up the bed. Knocking her hand out of the way, I drew her clit into my mouth and she cried out, her hips jerking. I groaned, her taste just another thing I could add to the list of my obsessions when it came to Nicole. When I pushed my tongue inside her, her hands gripped my hair. It didn’t take much to make her come again. I lapped at her cunt lazily until she screamed my name.

I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and held it out of her reach when she tried to take it. It was hot when she did it, but I was already on edge from watching her and I wasn’t in the mood for playing. I rolled it on quickly, kissing her hard as I buried myself deep.

I groaned and thrusted roughly. She was so fucking tight. And enthusiastic. I’d been with women who just lied there. Nicole was not that girl. Her hips tipped and lifted to meet mine, her hands sliding against my skin. She ran her nails down my back and earned a slap on her ass. I flipped her, pulling her to her hands and knees, and she didn’t miss a beat as she pushed back against me.

“Fuck, Nikki.”

She didn’t respond. I was getting rougher, slamming against her, and she still didn’t protest. Instead, she went fucking wild, moaning and shoving her hips back to meet me thrust for thrust. I grit my teeth against the tingle that spread down my spine. I normally took my time, but if I tried to slow down, Nicole would take over, keeping the pace rough and quick. I leaned over her, one hand on the mattress as I nipped her neck. The change of angle made her clench around me and I almost came before her. My free hand reached around her hip to rub her clit.

“Leo, Leo, Leo.” She was chanting my name, sweat slicking our skin as I moved against her.

“Come for me,” I growled.

And for once, she fucking listened. She cried out, her body squeezing me hard enough to throw me into my own release. I thrust through it, my jaw clenched, drawing out her climax until we both collapsed to the side, panting.

I pulled her against my chest and ran my teeth along her shoulder. She laughed and tried to nudge me away.

“Fuck off. I think you broke me. I need a minute.”

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