Instinctively, I wrap them around his waist and my arms around his shoulders as he pushes me up against the door. His lips are on mine faster than I can blink. He nips my bottom lip, forcing it apart from my upper one to delve his tongue into my mouth, tangling it with mine.
His kisses taste like cinnamon and desire. Rough and animalistic. Nico’s hold on me is unyielding, possessive, and it flips a switch deep inside me that sets my baser instincts free.
Reaching for his hair, I grip the silky raven strands between my fingers and pull, kissing him harder. Nico returns the sultry fight, digging his fingers into my ass and groping it hard.
His torso vibrates against mine as he growls, sending shockwaves to my core. My clit pulses, and my pussy slickens with liquid desire at our rough embrace. Digging my heels into his ass, I squeeze my thighs around his hips and grind into him to get some relief.
“Fuck, I can feel the heat of your wet pussy through your pants,” Nico grumbles against my lips as he lowers enough to rub my clit over the ridges of his hard cock.
I stifle the moan begging to slip as I kiss and ride him against the door. I’m so close, but I’m missing something. He breaks away to lave kisses and nips behind my ear and down my neck.
“Nico?” I gasp, removing my hands from his hair to his shoulders for balance.
“What do you need, Savannah?” Nico whispers like a freaky mind reader.
“I need you to touch me.”
Nico pulls his face back an inch, forcing me to look him in the eyes. “Are you sure you want me to put my hands in your panties and fuck your needy little pussy with my fingers until you come?”
I freeze at the skepticism in his voice and truly think about what I’m asking of him. Not once throughout my career have I behaved inappropriately while on the job. Never have I used an on-call room or a supply closet to be intimate with another person.
Until now.
“Yes.” My voice is unrecognizable as I let my limbic system take over and dive headfirst into the ocean of desire I’m drowning in. “Now do what you’re told and make me come.”
“You have no idea how fucking hard you make me when you boss me around.” To prove his point, Nico lowers me to the ground, making sure my pussy slides over the sharp ridge of his steely shaft.
“Not bad,” I hum in appreciation. “Now find out how wet you make me when you listen like a good boy and do what I want.”
I don’t know where these words are coming from, but I know it’s all because of the man staring down at me with a feral gleam. Like a predator ready to pounce.
“What did I tell you about calling me that?” In a painfully slow move, Nico wraps one hand around the back of my neck as his other hand unties the strings of my scrubs at my waist, and then pushes them down to the ground. The fabric pools at my ankles as he runs his warm palm over my bare ass and traces the thin strip of lace between my cheeks. “Answer me.”
It’s hard to concentrate when his fingers graze my pussy over the thin fabric, teasing me, and the frustration leaks into my words. “You said not to use it unless you can do something about it.”
“Exactly. Now these belong to me.” With a sexy hum, he tugs my thong, snapping the fabric at the seams, and rips it off my body. He lifts the now-destroyed fabric to his nose and inhales, breathing in the lingering scent of my arousal. “You smell so fucking delicious. Like citrus-infused honey. I can’t wait to bury my face between your legs and feast on your nectar.”
“Oh my.” I place a hand on Nico’s chest, and the beat of his racing heart beneath my palm grounds me in the moment as my legs shake in anticipation.
“Let’s test your hypothesis, Doc.” He runs the pads of his fingers gently through my pussy.
Heat rushes through me, burning me from the inside out. I throw my head back against the door and breathe. I’m panting as if I’ve run a hundred-yard dash, and all Nico has done is barely touch me.
“So wet and juicy. As much as I would love to spend all day playing with your pretty pussy, we need to hurry before we get caught.”
Nico gathers my arousal on the tips of his index and middle fingers and then places them on my clit. He rubs the pads over the sensitive bundle. The pressure builds between my legs as I archmy back, chasing the looming orgasm brought on by the sinfully handsome man I’m clinging to.
“Faster. Harder,” I murmur.
Nico shushes me with a passionate kiss as he notches two fingers at my opening. I’m so wet and turned on that his fingers slide in with ease as he plunges them deep inside me, curling the tips forward, reaching for my G-spot.
My knees wobble, but the grip he has on my neck keeps me upright and at his mercy as he furiously finger-fucks me. He presses his palm into my clit and pushes down, making me moan in pleasure.
Nico’s hand freezes, but his fingers don’t stop their assault from the inside. “Quiet, or I stop. No one gets to hear you. Those sexy fucking noises you make belong to me, and only me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, please don’t stop.”
“So fucking bossy.” Nico quickly removes his fingers and pinches my clit. Hard and unforgivingly.
