Page 57 of The Naughty List

“Only for you,” I respond, panting heavily.

He rocks his hip, his cock pulling back before slamming forward again, and I throw my head back in pure bliss. “YES!” I cry, needing him to take me right there over and over and over again. “More.”

Nick’s fingers dig into my hips as my back arches off the soft couch cushion, and my head tips all the way back. He closes his lips over my pert nipple, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud and sending an electric shot pulsing right through to my core, and it’s everything.

My eyes roll in the back of my head, and I can’t help but reach down between us and roll my fingers over my clit. “That’s right, baby. Show me how you touch yourself.”

I give him exactly what he wants, and as he fucks me within an inch of my life, my walls start to shake. It’s too much, so damn good. I need it all, everything he’s got.

“OH, God, Nick. Yes. So good,” I groan as my fingers work in tighter circles, my chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath. “Don’t stop.”

He fucks me like the king he is, and I’m his queen, and damn it, I’ve never felt such intensity or a deep connection, not even before I left for New York, and I know without a doubt that this right here is my forever.

Hooking my arm around his neck, he lifts his gaze to mine, those deep, loving eyes filled with all the love in the world. “Nick,” I whisper, my lips brushing over his. “You’re everything I’ve ever needed.”

I feel his smile on his lips as his big hand curls around the back of my neck, and despite the way he fucks me with such urgency, a breathtaking softness appears in his blue-gray eyes. “I love you too, Blair,” he tells me, every word spoken directly to my soul. “I’ll never let you go again.”

His lips move over mine, and I kiss him back, his taste intoxicating as my whole body melts into his. He takes my knee and hitches it up high, adjusting the angle as he thrusts into me, and my eyes immediately flutter. “Fuck, Nick. I’m gonna come.”

“Let me feel it,” he growls, the soft vibrations in his chest rumbling against mine. “Let me feel how that pretty cunt squeezes me, baby. Come undone for me.”

Oh, God. His words are like the kiss of death, holding every bit of power over me, and as he thrusts into me one more time and my fingers roll over my clit, I detonate, my high blasting through me like a beautiful explosion.

My walls clamp down around him, and he curses under his breath, his whole body jolting, and as my pussy starts to convulse, he comes hard, shooting hot spurts of cum deep inside of me. “NICK!” I cry out, desperately panting as my nails dig into his strong shoulder, the intensity of my orgasm climbing to new heights.

He buries his forehead against my shoulder as a low groan rumbles through his chest. “Fuck, B,” he breathes, his arm loosening around my waist.

Nick doesn’t stop moving, drawing out every last second of my orgasm until I can finally start to relax, both of us coming down from our intense high. He adjusts us on the couch, laying down against the cushions and bringing me down with him, somehow managing not to pull himself free in the process.

My body collapses heavily against his, and in the past we’ve been able to get right back into action, going for round two or three, but that was so intense that I need a few minutes before I can even lift my head to meet his lovestruck gaze.

His fingers roam over my back, slowly trailing up and down my spine as goosebumps spread across my skin. “I could stay right here forever,” I whisper into the night, my gaze lingering on the fireplace with the soft glow of moonlight filtering in through the large window.

“That’s all I’ll ever ask.”

“Just an eternity of having to put up with your bossy ass, huh?”

Nick grins, his hand shifting down to my ass and squeezing tight. “Don’t act like it doesn’t turn you on. I see the way your thighs clench when we get into it. You crave the back and forth. It gets you all hot and bothered, and your cheeks start to flush, just like they are now.”

“Oh yeah?” I challenge. “And when I do get all hot and bothered, what are you gonna do about it?”

“Baby, I don’t think you’re ready to know what I plan to do about it.”

A wicked grin stretches across my lips, and I push up against his chest to look him right in the eye. “Try me.”

His arm locks around my waist, and before I even know what’s happening, we’re halfway down the hall, his eyes flashing with the hunger of a new challenge. And with that, Nicholas Stone spends the rest of our night proving to me over and over just how good it really gets, not daring to stop until my throat is raw from screaming his name.

NICK

FIVE MONTHS LATER

MyfeetdragasI walk out of Hardin’s Hardware after checking on John, and just as I reach for the door handle of my old red pickup, my phone sounds with a notification from my home security app, letting me know there’s movement on the property.

My brows furrow, and I pull my phone out of my pocket, hoping like fuck that everything is okay. Blair works from home with her new business that’s taking off like a fucking rocket, and she’s generally so busy during the day that she only turns off the internal alarms, leaving the outdoor motion sensor alarms on. Not that we’ve ever needed it. The only people who ever come out to the property are my family and Sarah. Apart from last month when Blair flew her best friend Rena out to spend the week with us so she could share the news of her pregnancy. She’s three months along, and we couldn’t be happier.

Dropping down into my truck, I wait for the live footage and groan a moment later, finding Blair standing out on the front lawn, her hands up in front of her as if trying not to scare something away. Her back is to the camera, and despite her body half concealing the animal in front of her, there’s no mistaking the giant fucking calf.

She slowly approaches the scared animal before offering it the back of her hand, allowing it a moment to get her scent. “Where’s your mommy, sweet baby?” she coos to the miniature cow, her voice barely coming through the system. “Are you lost?”

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