She lay down, raking her gaze up and down his nude body as he drew closer to the bed.
Fuck, he loved being naked with her.
He felt at home, perfectly at peace.
Cherished.
And he would die before he let her feel anything less than the same.
He crawled on the bed and kneeled between her legs.Such gorgeous legs, spread wide for him.For a moment, he just stared at her.The soft pinkness of her pussy called to him.It looked so silky and he could already taste her.
“Nick,” she said.“Get a condom.”
“In a hurry?”
“I need you.I can’t even think, I need you so badly.”She reached out a hand.
He grasped it and brought it to his lips.“You shouldn’t have said that.”
“Why not?”
“Because now I’m going to have to draw this out a bit more.”
She grunted.
“I like that noise.”He ran a hand up her side, sliding it so he could capture her breast.Determined to torture her, he pinched her nipple.“Make it again.”
Claire writhed below him, but kept her mouth shut in defiance.
“Is that how we’re going to play, sweetheart?”He lowered his body over hers.“I guess I’ll have to earn your sexy little grunts.”
Nick took her mouth, wanting to claim her completely.She sighed as their bodies touched, and sparks of electricity lit up the room, or so it seemed.Over and over their mouths came together, demanding lips and velvety tongues.Her hands reached down his back toward his ass, holding him against her core.
“Not yet, beautiful.But you get extra points for being so greedy.”
Nick captured one of her nipples in his mouth, savoring her skin.God, he loved how her nipples tightened for him.He would never tire of tasting her, of pleasing her.As he teased the swollen bud, her lips fell open and her sighs became moans.
Fuck, yes.He loved that noise too.
As he moved between her breasts, eager to shower both of them with attention, she closed her eyes and said his name.
“Nick.”Her voice cracked.“God, Nick.Yes.”
He sucked harder, rewarding her for those glorious sounds.She wiggled against him, thrusting her pelvis upward.She was wet.He could feel it on his thigh, his hip.
He wanted to wear her juices all over his face.
When he dreamed of Claire, this was how she appeared.Groaning, wet and willing.So goddamn sexy.
Something dark and feral surged inside Nick.He wanted to roll her over, to gather up all her hair in his hands and pound her from behind.Like a beast, he wanted to suck and bite her.
To claim her and make her his.
Steadying his pulse with a deep breath, he moved from one breast to the other.As he licked and nuzzled her breasts, he danced one of his hands down her stomach.He found a home for it between her legs.
“So pretty,” he murmured.“So wet.”
“Nick, please.”Claire lifted her hips, making her thoughts clear.
