"This is ours," he says, like he's reading my mind. "You and me. No one else."
"Yes," I breathe. "Yes, yes?—"
His pace increases, each thrust pushing me higher up the wall, and I'm so close already it's almost embarrassing.
"Come for me."
I shatter around him, his name torn from my throat in a sound that definitely would have traumatized Vittoria. He follows me over the edge with a groan that vibrates through my entire body.
We stay there for a long moment, pressed together, breathing hard.
"Well," I finally manage. "The bathroom works."
His laugh rumbles against my neck. "One down."
Nico
The island is cold beneath my palms, but Kristen's skin burns everywhere we touch.
I've got her spread out like a feast, her back against the stone, legs wrapped around my hips as I thrust into her. The kitchen still smells like the dinner we never finished. Garlic and wine.
"Nico." She gasps my name like a prayer, fingernails scoring down my shoulders.
I reach for the small velvet box I left on the counter earlier. Planned this. Been thinking about it since I saw it in the shop window three days ago.
"I have something for you."
Her eyes flutter open, hazy with want. "Now? You want to give me a gift now?"
I pull out slowly, just to feel her clench around me, desperate to keep me inside. Then I show her what's in the box.
The rose gold vibrator.
Kristen's cheeks flush crimson. "Nico, I can't?—"
"You can." I press back inside her in one smooth stroke, swallowing her moan with my mouth. "You will."
"But that's—" She squirms beneath me, embarrassment warring with arousal in those grey-blue eyes. "I've never used one of those while... with someone watching."
"First time for everything." I place it in her palm, curl her fingers around it. The weight of it seems to ground her. "Touch yourself. Let me watch you fall apart on my cock."
"Nico." Her voice wavers. Part protest. Part plea.
I rock my hips, hitting that spot inside her that makes her back arch off the marble. "You trust me?"
"Yes." No hesitation. That single word does something dangerous to my chest.
"Then play with your clit while I fuck you." I brace my forearms on either side of her head, caging her in. "Show me what feels good."
For a moment, she just stares at me.
Then her hand moves between us.
The buzz of the vibrator fills the kitchen. Kristen presses it against herself and her whole body jerks like she's been shocked.
"Fuck." The word tears out of her, raw and surprised.
"That's it." I start moving again, slow and deep. "Look at me."
