I fight a smile and shake my head.
He leans down and captures my nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. “Good girl,” he murmurs.
I grit my teeth despite how much I want to moan. He teases my nipple with his tongue, then pulls away. I’m gasping, thankful for the break from trying to quietly hold it together, but then he moves to my other nipple and does the same delicious teasing with his mouth and tongue.
I cover my mouth with my own hand to stay quiet.
Nick looks up at me, then leans up and shakes his head. “It should be my hand on your mouth keeping you quiet.”
He gently pulls my hand away, then presses his huge palm over my mouth. My eyes roll back, and I groan. It comes out in a quiet muffle, and Nick smiles like he’s satisfied.
He kisses my neck. “That’s better.”
Then he dips his head back to my chest, working my nipple in his mouth while his fingers tease my pussy.
Pleasure steamrolls my insides. My clit is throbbing, and my pussy is aching. I’m hot all over and trembling, on the verge of coming.
My eyes roll back, and my head feels foggy. I want to come, Ineedto comesobad…
“Please,” I groan against his palm.
He pulls his hand away and kisses the hinge of my jaw. “What’s that, honey?”
“Please let me come,” I whimper.
A wicked grin pulls at his mouth. He kisses me slowly, teasingly. “I like it when you beg. It’s so fucking hot.”
He pushes my hair out of my face. “Don’t worry. You’re gonna come. But not until we see how many of my fingers you can take.”
He sucks on his index finger, then his middle finger while holding my gaze.
“How many of my fingers do you think your sweet pussy can take, honey?”
My mouth falls open, and I gasp at the boldness of his question. Nerves spark off inside of me. When we fooled around before, I took one of his fingers easily.
But his fingers are so thick and long…
My pussy flutters at the thought of taking three. It’s intimidating for sure…but also thrilling.
“Three,” I say, my voice quiet.
His smile turns devilish. “Oh, fuck, honey. You’re ambitious. I like it.”
He dusts a kiss on my lip before pulling back.
“Get them wet for me,” he orders.
He holds up his hand, and I suck his fingers, holding eye contact the whole time. Confidence rockets through me when Isee the way Nick’s jaw ticks and the hard swallow that moves down his throat. He issoturned on by this.
When he slides one finger inside of me, I let out a soft, satisfied moan. I lick my lips and hold his gaze, then I say, “More.”
His eyes widen the slightest bit, like he’s surprised. And impressed.
He gives me another, and my eyes roll back. “More,” I moan softly.
“Oh, fuck, honey,” he mutters before sliding in a third finger.
I dig both hands into his biceps as I pant.
