“Much better,” he says with a tender smile.
And while giving in to an orgasm that’s sure to blur the lines will probably hit me harder later, right now, all I can think about is staying close to Nico for a little bit longer.
Wrapping my legs around him, I pull him closer. We’re both still entirely clothed, though I don’t think either of us cares. I fist my hands in Nico’s shirt and beg in a breathless whisper, “I want you inside me.”
His breath leaves him in a rush. Shifting onto one elbow, he reaches into his back pocket to grab his wallet.
Watching him shred the condom wrapper with his teeth is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve only ever felt impatience when I’ve seen men do it in the past, but with Nico…
Everything feels different.
He reaches between us to slide the condom on. And then, in one smooth thrust, he’s inside me. I let out a shaky exhale and tighten my legs around him.
“Christ, baby,” Nico groans, slowly starting to fuck me. “You feel fucking perfect.”
A smile lifts the corner of my lips, contentment thrumming in my chest.
Suddenly, an idea occurs to me.
I can’t quite use the exact move he showed me earlier, but…
Scissoring my legs, I knock Nico to the side and roll on top.
I can’t stop a grin from forming. My hands propped on his chest, I look down at his shell-shocked expression and slow blinks as he tries to make sense of what just happened.
And then he laughs.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder as a coach,” he says with a chuckle.
“I’m just glad this one didn’t come with a bloody nose.”
Nico’s eyes drop over my body. “I wouldn’t have even noticed.”
Usually, a gaze like that makes me feel leered at. Like my body is a piece of meat, with no soul or value inside of it.
With Nico, I’m finding that Iwanthim to admire me.
In one motion, I reach for the hem of my dress and pull it over my head.
I watch Nico as he watches me. I see the way his throat moves on a swallow, can feel the way his hands go back to my hips and tighten.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says in a rough voice.
Warmth fills me at his praise. Then I once again lean forward onto his chest and start to ride him.
His eyes slide shut on a groan as I work myself up and down on his cock. I know how to move my hips when I’m on top, I know how to squeeze his shaft with my inner muscles, when to swirl and how to bounce. I know exactly how to ride Nico to make him lose his mind. It’s my job, after all.
And he does lose his mind, fairly quickly.
“Fuck, wait— Baby, you have to slow down, that’s going to make me?—”
I smirk down at him and squeeze hard on his cock, just for good measure. “I thought we were trying to make each other come?”
A pained wince crosses his face. “Don’t remind me about you coming. I’m going to lose my shit in two seconds over the memory.”
I let out a laugh and lean back, never stopping the movements of my hips.
But when I feel his thumb press against my clit, all amusement fades.
