“Slide to the edge here.” He tugged me forward until I was barely balanced on the cold tile.
“I’m going to fall,” I protested.
“I’d never let that happen.” Nicky sank to his knees until his face was level with the part of me that was throbbing with desire. He pressed his face into me, and I arched my back with a cry.
“Are you sure?” I panted. “I feel like I might be about to go tumbling headfirst.”
“If you do, I’ll be right there with you.” His voice was rough. “I promise.” His lips and tongue relentlessly worked me, drawing me closer and closer to the edge of the ecstasy.
“Give it to me.” Nicky added two fingers to his ministrations. “Let me feel you come right now.”
I gripped the counter. “I want to. But I want you—I want to come with you inside me.”
Nicky growled, but he stood up, unbuttoned his pants and freed his stiffened cock. “This is what you want?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “I want you inside me now.”
His hands on my hips, fingers digging into my skin, he thrust into me, and I sucked in a fast breath.
“Wrap your legs around me. I need to be as close to you as I can.”
I obeyed, hooking my feet at his back as Nicky moved me up and down, finding the right pacing. I felt the approaching orgasm barreling down on me, and I let my head fall back.
“Yes.” He ground out the single syllable. “God, I’m close, Ky. But let me feel you come first.”
“Now,” I gasped. “Right now, Nicky. Harder—”
Nicky groaned and plunged somehow further into me, hitting the exact spot that made me absolutely insane. I cried out, clinging to his shoulders, holding on tight as he found his own pinnacle.
For a few moments, we stood there, both of us leaning heavily on the stalwart kitchen counter, breathing hard.
“That was incredible.” Nicky tipped my face to his and kissed me, his lips lingering warmly over mine. “I have to remember that these counters are a perfect height.”
“But they’re not altogether comfortable.” I grimaced. “And they’re cold, too. I think my ass has gone numb.”
“Well, we can’t have that.” Nicky scooped me up, his hands cupping my backside. I laughed and wrapped myself around him like a vine on a tree.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked, dropping small kisses to his neck.
“Up to bed.” Nicky leaned back to look into my face. “That was too fast. I want to take it slower now.”
“That was a teaser.” I grinned. “Just a little glimpse of coming attractions.”
“Oh, was it?” He began to climb the steps. “Then let’s definitely get on with the featured presentation.”
We did exactly that.
And it turned out to be a double feature.
“ITHOUGHT THIS WAS SUPPOSEDto be a small and quiet engagement.” I looked out the car window, peering at the crowds of people waiting just ahead of us. “That doesn’t look like a small gathering to me.”
Nicky looked up from his phone, where he’d been reading something, and followed the direction of my gaze.
“Huh. Well, word must have gotten out that you’re coming.” With an impish grin, he clicked off the phone and tucked it away. “It’s going to be fine, sweetheart. We’re just going to wander around and talk to anyone who wants to talk with us ... we’ll look at what they’re growing and maybe plant a couple of things with the kids here.”
“All right.” I leaned back as the car drew to a stop. “And I’m taking Honey’s advice. I won’t bring up food sustainability, and if anyone asks me, I promise I won’t get carried away.”
“Don’t set up rules for yourself before we even go out there. Talk about what feels comfortable, what feels right.” Nicky squeezed my hand. “I’ll be proud of you, no matter what.”
