“Damn, you are so good. Harder. Yes, just like that. Yes. So hot. You were made for me.”
Suddenly, he’s lifting, and spinning me, my thighs on either side of his hips. He meets my gaze. “I need to be inside you. Can you take me, are you ready?”
“Yes, Nico”
“Will you ride me?”
His praise, words of encouragement, have filled me with a confidence I’ve never had. “Yes.”
Positioning his cock at my entrance he gently presses in an inch, then moves his palms to my thighs. “Take me,kardiá mou. Slide that beautiful pussy down my cock. Take us both to heaven.”
He has my core throbbing and slick, needing something more. Slowly I slide down, his cock filling me in the mostdelicious way. I feel strong, empowered. Sexy. Rocking my hips, I gaze down at my love.
“Damn, you’re tight. So warm and soft. Take meagápi mou. Take me. Ride me to both our releases. Together.”
CHAPTER 10
Niko
Damn, it’s taken all my will power to give her control. To let her slowly slide down on me at her own pace. This is for her. She gets the power this time. I want her to take whatshewants.
Once she’s seated, I slowly start to rock. I’ve been ready to explode since she wrapped me in her body. Her soft gasp and gentle mewling warn me of her coming explosion. I need her to come first. I need her to know she will always be my first priority. “Take what you need, I’m yours.”
“It feels… I need to reach something.”
“Yeskardiá mou, now.
“Nico. Nico, I never… Nico….”
“Come for me, sweetheart, come now. That’s it,agápi mou. Take it. Grab it. Let the wave of pleasure pull you along. Give in.”
Her release pulls me with her. Never have I felt so alive.
She collapses on my chest, and I wrap my arms around her. Holding her, I brush my palm up and down her back. A peace I haven’t felt in years fills my chest. Home. She is my home.
I’ve achieved many of the things I thought I wanted. Adulation for meaningless records, invitations to high profileboring parties and clubs. A lot of flash with no substance. Now I realize that she, and the love I feel for her, is all I need or want.
“Sleep, love. We have plenty of time before we need to get going.”
The next morning, I wake her gently and send her to the shower while I throw together quick breakfast sandwiches and get the coffee going.
When she walks back in, I kiss her forehead. “Eat while I shower. We’re leaving in twenty minutes.”
At the VA, we finish decorating the tree around noon. Sall shows up with lunch and her brother, Chad. While the ladies catch up, I walk the grounds with him to talk through the placement for the Santa and sleigh displays. He points out how the surrounding buildings create wind channels and why the weight distribution has to be exact. Together we unroll the deflated Santa and start filling it. We lay out the sleigh and reindeer while we wait.
“Wynter said you’re a contractor. What exactly do you do?”
“Pretty much everything. I’m a dual-licensed architect and a general contractor. I’ve worked on commercial building, restaurants, historic restoration, private homes.”
“She also said you put in a proposal for the Ice House repairs, but it hasn’t been accepted. Any idea why?”
He scowls, then shrugs. “Mayor wants the money for something else. He’s been trying to have the building condemned. Only reason he hasn’t pulled it off is because half of the town council actually gives a damn. No telling how long they can hold him back.”
“The mayor isn’t a local?”
“Nope. Out of stater. Realtor type who likes schmoozing with the rich folks up at the lodge. Wormed his way in here with big promises he never delivered on. Spends more time kissing up to the rich people he wants to buy cheap property in this dying littletown than actually saving the place. He doesn’t care about us—just the money he can squeeze out of us.
“I looked into him when he was running. He’s done this before. But he talks a slick game, and I’m just ‘a handyman’ according to him. People see it now, but I’m afraid it’s too late.”
