“I’m glad you know he’s insignificant, but it’s okay to cry. Apart from your husband, who else would you be able to show this side of you?” Nicolas asked it teasingly but it brought her great comfort because of how heavy the entire day has been.
“Better?” he asked, sitting to join her on the couch.
“Yeah,” Emily nodded, facing him. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t help but feel like something’s wrong with me again and that?—”
Nicolas’s hand shot out, pulling her into his lap with a swift motion. He tugged her by the chin and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
Her eyes widened slightly, heart thudding wildly within her chest.
His mouth started moving against hers. Slowly. Softly. Tentatively.
Her skin buzzed with the sensation which flooded her. She felt like she was levitating to the highest point of pleasure. Something that only happened with him.Becauseof him.
Her lips began to follow his lead, kissing him back. He deepened the act. His tongue slipped into her mouth after tracing it, asking for access. She moaned. His need obviously spiked at the sound as his hand circled around her waist.
Nicolas kissed her like it sealed something permanent. Like he was marking her, claiming her and there was no going back.
It was different from the first time in the bathroom and the second time in his office, it was full of emotions. Reassuring. Understanding. It gave the saying ‘third time’s a charm’ an entirely new meaning.
It was her favorite so far.
So far?
Yes, so far!
Her heart leaped when his mouth broke away and journeyed up to her wet cheeks. He gave them the softest pecks.
When he tried to separate the two of them to gauge herreaction, she gripped the material of his suit, shaking her head. “No, don’t stop.”
She pulled his mouth against hers once more.
A sharp intake left him like he’d been thunderstruck. Then his hand traveled up to the nape of her neck, holding her the way he wanted, kissing her the way he wanted. Nicolas’s tongue went deeper, sweeping across her own and she felt toes curl in pleasure. She let him have his way with her until his mouth moved, nipping at her lips, collarbone, and shoulders.
The world felt like it was spinning as they pulled apart to catch their breaths.
Her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed their foreheads together. His thumb caressed her cheekbone lightly.
“I couldn’t help it.” The words left him with a vibrato that shook her soul. “Not when you’re looking like this,” he explained. “Not when another man is making you question your worth again. Not when I know that it’s immeasurable, and that you should come to accept that fact too.”
Her heartbeat accelerated.
Nicolas’s thumb traced her swollen lips.
They stared at each other.
“I need you.”
His eyes widened in shock.
“I know it’s sudden, but I need you right now. I need you to stay with me, hug me, and everything else…”
Nicolas took in the pleading sight of her, absorbing the meaning of her words. She caught the hesitation in his breath, the way his fingers twitched against her mouth. And as her eyes lowered, she saw the constriction in his pants.
For some reason, if this were any other night, she knew exactly how this would go. He’d pull her close, press hismouth to hers again, and take her apart piece by piece until she forgot everything but his name.
But tonight, something held him back. She could see it.
Go figure. It was only a minute ago she’d been crying.
