Untying the belt on my deep-purple, silk robe, I let it fall to the floor in a pool of heavenly material. Nick’s gaze takes in the lingerie I’m wearing—a black, lace bra that does nothing to hide how hard my nipples are and a matching thong that arches high over my hips.
His pupils are wide with lust. His cock is tenting his sweats. Watching him take me in has me wanting to slip my hand into my underwear.
But I don’t.
Not yet.
“Like what you see?”
“You know I do.” There’s a bite to Nick’s tone. He’s turned on and I’m driving him crazy.
“Take a closer look.”
Pushing Nick’s knees apart, I stand between them. His eyes rake over my skin. I’m ready to combust under his heady gaze when I notice his eyes lock on to the small streak I rubbed over my stomach. It’s so faint, you can barely see it.
That was the whole point—to make sure it didn’t rub off before we got here.
“What is it?” Desire coats his voice.
Dropping forward, I rest my hands on his knees so he can take a closer inspection of my breasts. The scrap of material lent itself perfectly to my little plan tonight.
“Why don’t you try it and find out?”
Nick licks his lips, looking up at me before resting his eyes on my cleavage. There’s a small X of chocolate there. It was the only thing I could find to make this game work.
Nick’s breath ghosts over me as his tongue licks a path up my chest. Tension ratchets up in my body, making my skin buzz and feel too tight.
It’s the faintest of touches but has me dizzy with lust.
“Mmm. Fucking delicious.” He darts his tongue back out for another taste.
Moving my hands to his shoulders, I push him back and he groans, licking his lips. I want to taste what he does. Instead, I stand and slowly undo the buttons of his shirt.
Each inch of skin exposed has me wanting to do this to him. To mark him up everywhere I want to taste him. But since I want all of him, it wouldn’t be the easiest feat.
“I think you’ve been a good boy.”
“I have?” Nick is practically drooling now. Biting down on his lip, he’s noticing the marks I decorated all over my body.
“There’s a lot more of these for you to find.” I do a quick spin, showing him my back. “Every spot you find…”
“Yes?”
“I want you to lick the chocolate off. Taste. Bite. Nip. Suck. Whatever you want. I want you to leave your own mark on me.”
Nick punches his hips off the couch, the hard outline of his cock obvious in sweats. Oh yeah, he likes this idea.
“Can I use my hands in the discovery process?” His voice has dropped an octave.
Leaning forward, I tug his earlobe between my teeth and give it a hard pull.
Nick is a force to be reckoned with during sex. He always makes me feel so good, that every time is better than the last. As much as this is for him, it’s also going to blow my own mind when he finds that final X.
“Yes. But no ripping of any lingerie. This is handmade in London. I don’t want it getting torn.”
The look on Nick’s face is sinful as he sits forward. The way his shirt hangs off his shoulders makes him look even sexier. Like he couldn’t be bothered to finish undressing he was so out of his mind with need for me.
Nick takes his time, showering me with attention as he sucks on the spot just above my hipbone. Sinking my fingers into his hair, I let him set the pace. The nibbles and sucks are making me so turned on that I’m ready to throw my plans to the wind and ride him into oblivion.
