His breath hitches as he leads me through the room. "Oh, Angel, that's bad," he hints.
When he lets go of me and moves away, I focus on sounds. The rustling from clothing tells me he's undressing. I lick my lips as pictures of his muscular arms combined with his sculpted, rock hard abs, and full but messy caramel-brown hair pop up. Moments later, he's back , taking hold of one of my hands. A moan escapes me when it comes into contact with his rock-hard length.
"This is what you do to me, Angel."
I try to encircle his manhood, but he pulls it away and guides me to another place in the room. A gentle but unexpected tug on my arms makes me lose balance. I tumble and land on something warm and hard. Well, look at this. His hand roams over my lower body and ass. "A beautiful body spread across my lap. I must've been a good boy this year to receive this early Christmas present." God, I'm so turned on right now and my core throbs with need at his next words. "You've been a naughty angel, Emma. And do you know what I do with them?"
"Spank them?"I whisper with hypersensitive senses.
"Exactly." In one motion, my panties are ripped from my body. The action feels titillating, and I moan loud when it's followed by a smack.
"Do you want more?"
I stay silent, still enjoying the after sensation.
"Speak up, Angel," he says while soothing the area he spanked with his palm. "If you don't speak up, I'll stop."
My head jerks up. "Please, Nickolas... Don't stop."
"Fuck. Repeat my full name."
"Nickolas Brown."
Another hit. "God, your ass is perfect."
He keeps massaging my behind firmly, and I beg. "Please, Nickolas, I—"
And there it is, another deliciously firm slap, followed by five more. Every action shoots me closer to the edge of seventh heaven.
"Now, they're the perfect shade of pink," he notes.
He puts me on the bed and rolls me onto my back. My skin ignites when he spreads my legs in one fluid motion. "Oh, God," I whine when his firm, warm palms travel up my calves to my inner thighs. Here his mouth takes over and continues its journey while planting soft, wet butterfly kisses on my skin until it reaches my wet folds. Two of his fingers run over my slit and coat themselves in my juices.
"Open your mouth."
I do, and the taste of my essence on his digits is sensuous. After a few moments, he pulls them out and collides his lips onto mine. While our tongues and lips deepen this sensual dance, his hardness pushes against my clit. In need of more friction to relieve the burning ache, I press my hips up, but with Nick breaking the kiss, a quick release isn't in the card.
"Get up on all fours, Angel."
Needy and willing, I get on my hands and knees. To get me in the position he wants, he pulls my body backward until my feet dangle over the edge of the bed. His palms glide from my backside. From here, one of his hands finds its way to my breast while the other slides in between my legs. With nothing more than a feathery touch, he grazes my sensitive nub while emphasizing every single word he speaks.
"To. Who. Does. This. Pussy. Belong?"
My body is nothing more than a smoldering pit of ecstasy, and I can't think straight when he switches his hand for his dick. He rubs his manhood back and forth, over my folds just brushing it over my clit in a way that's making it impossible for me to tumble over.
"Answer me.. I want to hear the words coming from those pretty lips, Emma."
"We belong to Nickolas Brown."
"Damn right," and with that, he plunges his long shaft into my drenching center.
His name leaves my lips in mantra style, and my fingers claw the sheets as he trusts. I arch my back and my necklace shifts back and forward with every tenacious movement.
"Oh, God… Yes." My digits clench harder into the cotton fabric when three of his fingers rub my clitoris in circular motions. Our labored breaths are bouncing off the walls, and my core shakes on the edge of euphoria when he increases the pressure on my bundle of joy. With one firm smack, I erupt from the inside out. I cover my mouth and scream into my hand as I come undone in the most profound way I ever experienced, and as my inner walls clench together, Nick's body quivers as he hits his peak.
Collapsing with Nick on top of me, we chuckle, and when he catches his breath, he slides out of me, stands up, and walks off to dispose the protection. I stretch my arms above my head as my mind and body recover from their trip into paradise. The mattress moves and when the tie gets removed. Instead of opening my eyes, I keep them closed and enjoy the sweet sensations of Nick caressing my back with his fingertips. A little while later, I turn and snuggle up against him, scooping my top leg over his. Slowly my eyelids part, and when I look up, pure love is all I see when I gaze into his brown seas.
I love this man.Not because of the amazing orgasms he can give me, but because he gives me feelings; I never thought I needed. Having him in my life gives me a sense of wholeness.