Her fingers trailed through my hair, her nails grazing my scalp.
Tingles rushed down my spine.
I leaned an elbow on the mattress, lifting one of her soft thighs to rest on my shoulder, the other folded against her chest as I ate her out like I was famished.
She was going to be dynamite in bed, I could tell. The intense honesty of her gaze when she’d first looked at me from the sidewalk outside of Billionaire Sanctuary had revealed everything about her, not coy, not manipulative, not another fucking emotionless psychopath under layers and layers of practiced manners.
I could believe her moans of pleasure. I could believe what she told me about herself, and I could believe her if she ever told me she was mine.
If.
I wanted her to bemine.
Already, after only a day, after tasting her once, after this crazed day of being suddenly married, I needed her to bemine.
With one finger inside her, I lifted, pressing the nerves of her clit against my tongue from inside, and she lost it.
She was gasping, her hands grasping, her body bowing off the bed.
I sucked her clit, massaging her with my tongue.
She was out of her mind. I leaned harder on the bed to press my mouth on her.
A shriek, my name cried from her lips, and her sex throbbed against my mouth, on my tongue, sucked on my finger inside her as she gasped and cried outagain.
And when my rock-hard dick grazed the side of the mattress, just a slide of barely any friction through my trousers, I fuckingcame.
In mypants.
Like a ruttingteenager.
I breathed through the high of the bliss, panting through that blinding, unthinking moment with my tongue andmouth on the sweetness of her, my cheek resting against her inner thigh as the snap-high drained away.
And I carried on.
CHAPTER 25
everything, but
LEXI
My back curled as I clenched inside like a fist, and theneverythingblasted apart. My voice squeezed out with a shriek.“Nicolai!”
And then waves of pleasure rolled through me, over and over like I was drowning in a storm. I gasped between pulses, each one sharper, each oneharder.
Nicolai’s face hovered above me while he was still somehow wringing pleasure through my body, his blue eyes as bright as a summer sky as he watched me drown. “Yes, angel.Show me.”
The ecstasy slashed as he strummed my clit and the deeper parts of me like a harp that rang jarring jolts of pleasure through my body.
I slammed my legs closed on his hand, twisting in his grip, but I grabbed his wrist and held it as he didn’t stop, didn’t stop,didn’t stop.
I think?—
Ialmost?—
—died.
But then his touch gentled, each pulse lighter, each lull longer, and then I could breathe.“Nicolai.”
