And did she care?
Apparently not, because she licked her lips. “Now that’s what I call perfect.”
Geezus, that almost made me come. As it was, my cock jerked in response and then pulsed as she grabbed it.
I’d have been happy with that simple touch, but Nicky wanted more.
She wanted me.
She lifted her body and aligned it with my cock before lowering herself, taking me.
All of me.
Slowly, but fully.
I hissed and it was my turn to buck at the tight sensation of her gripping my dick with her pussy.
Her fingers splayed across my chest as she began to rock, her hips rolling and grinding her against me, taking me deep. So deep. And I could still feel the quiver of her orgasm. The heat of her. The honey soaking me.
My hands went to her hips to help her keep rhythm as her breathing grew ragged again. Surely, she wouldn’t come again?
The very thought was my undoing. I bit off a yell as my cock exploded and pleasure slammed me. A pleasure times ten as she did orgasm, her pussy suddenly clenching tight and spasming in waves that drained me dry and left me limp.
Sated.
And happy. Happier than I ever thought I’d feel again.
She collapsed against me, her head tucked under my chin, and my arms went around her. Maybe I wasn’t the right man for her, but in that moment, I knew I’d do anything for this woman who reminded me I might be broken, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t love.
“Are you done?” Percy grumbled suddenly, offering a rude ending to the most epic experience of my life.
I bit back a sigh, mostly because Nicky stiffened and exclaimed, “Did Zaza wake?” Even before she finished asking, she was rolling from me and grabbing at her damp rode to cover her body still flushed from pleasure.
A pleasure I’d given her.
And would give again, if she let me.
“Zaza’s still sleeping, but I’m hungry.” Percy poked at her belly.
This time, I didn’t try and stop the sigh. “Seriously?”
“Very.”
I might have been more pissed but for the fact Nicky leaned close for a kiss and said, “Thank you. That was so much better than I could have ever imagined.”
Fuck yeah, it was.
So good the nightmares didn’t come that night.
Chapter Fourteen
Zaza ended up sleeping through the night and so did I, although I woke in the morning with instant anxiety.
How would Nicky act in the light of day? Would she show regret? Pretend it never happened? Give me the talk about it being a mistake?
Geezus Christ. Emasculated by sex. Turned into an emotional mess because I’d indulged in the horizontal tango. What did it matter how she reacted? I knew nothing would come of it. The fact remained she deserved better. A man without baggage. A man who didn’t sometimes wake up screaming and sweating in the middle of the night. A man who could love and cherish her as she deserved.
Okay, maybe I could provide the latter, however, that didn’t erase all my other faults. Ornery. Suspicious. Not a big fan of most people. Yup, I was a prize.
