Nick nips at the tender skin of my neck and I arch into his hold. I feel weightless in his arms.
“Bex. I want to fuck you.Needto fuck you. Now.”
Sinking my fingers into Nick’s hair, I pull his focus to me. This is definitely what I want right now. Having Nick inside of me is the only thing I’m thinking about.
I don’t give a shit that we’re in the back of a restaurant. That, in truth, my date and I ended things early because we didn’t feel the spark. Or that Nick’s date ditched him.
All that matters right now is the two of us.
Nick and Bexley.
“Fuck, Nick, I need you.”
“It’s about damn time, Bex.”
Setting me down on my feet, Nick makes careful work of the button and zipper of my skirt. The noise of the restaurant is muted behind us. The only thing I can feel is the pounding of myheart as Nick slides my skirt off me and drops it on the floor next to him.
Nick drops to his knees, and I know the instant he notices the wet spot on my underwear. He strokes one finger over them, and I shudder. A full-body shudder that I want to feel again and again at his hands.
“Oh God, Nick, that feels so good.”
Nick presses a kiss to that same spot. “It’ll feel even better when it’s my cock inside of you. Driving you wild. Making you come.”
Who is this man and what has he done with Nick?
These strong, confident words that are coming out… I want to feel every single thing he’s giving me right now.
“I want to watch you come. Feel you explode on my cock and watch as you come and then come inside of you.”
“Oh God, I want all of that,” I moan.
Taking a step back, I watch as Nick undoes his own belt and pants. I’m drooling, practically licking my lips while waiting for him to pull himself out.
As Nick grabs his wallet, I decide I don’t want to wait anymore and sink to my knees. Reaching past the waistband of his boxers, I free his leaking dick.
“Fuck, Bexley, what are you doing?”
I give him a sensual smile. “Nick, if you don’t know what I’m doing down here, then obviously you need a lesson.”
“Oh shit,” he murmurs as I take his long, thick cock into my mouth.
Swirling my tongue around the tip, I taste the precum that’s already leaking there. It looks like I wasn’t the only one affected by the two of us.
Nick drops the condom he’d been holding in his hand and throws his head back in pleasure as I lick and taste before adding my hands into the mix.
Everything about this is dangerous.
Anyone could come knocking on the door at any minute. But I don’t care because the only thing I want is Nick. And damn if I won’t have him right now.
“Fuck, Bexley. That feels amazing.”
Strong fingers slide through my hair, fisting it there. His moves are gentle as he tugs me up and down his long length.
“Fuck, just like that. Yesss,” he hisses.
I flick my tongue under the head of his cock and feel as he thrusts farther inside my mouth.
Oh yeah, he definitely liked that.
