with his relentless tongue as mine duelled with his fiercely, unwilling to be dominated just yet. Then he tugged the right cup of my bra down over my breast and rubbed the heel of his hand up against my nipple, skin on skin, causing it to pucker and harden under his touch as I gasped against his lips.
My body’s keen response seemed to spur Nicholas on because I felt his thumbs tuck into the waistband of my knickers, then suddenly his lips weren’t on mine any more because he’d bent down and slipped off my underwear in one fluid movement.
Rising, he placed a brief, chaste kiss on the small strip of hair at the apex of my thighs, making me gasp again, before standing fully and immediately claiming my mouth with his. His right hand continued rubbing circles across my belly, travelling ever lower until his palm rubbed across my pubic hair. My stomach clenched. I could barely focus; his lips were ravaging mine but his fingers began to work their way ever lower until …
‘Oh God, Nicholas …’ I cried out softly as his fingers lazily circled my already pulsing clitoris.
‘Shh,’ he admonished me quietly, his fingers slipping first down one side of my wet lips and then the other, and I felt a hint of embarrassment at just how soaked I must be now. But when he dipped one finger inside me, those thoughts vanished and it took all my remaining self-control not to scream out with pleasure. Briefly, he pulled back, and I saw him release a hissed breath through his teeth before he sank a second finger inside me.
It felt so good that I couldn’t believe I would ever get enough of this man.
‘So ready, Rebecca. You certainly are keen,’ he observed with a dark smile as his fingers began to move expertly in and out of me, rubbing exactly the right spots and making my legs rubbery beneath me within seconds.
After hardly any time at all, my body was building toward a release, but as if sensing my imminent climax, Nicholas pulled his fingers out of me and smothered my attempt at a protest with a firm kiss to my lips. Drawing back, he examined me intently before lifting his hand and placing one of his fingers in his mouth, sucking it with obvious pleasure.
Holy shit, that finger had just been inside me … That was really pervy , but somehow really hot too, and I watched in fascination as his eyes dilated with pleasure.
‘Mmm, you taste as good as I thought you would, Rebecca,’ Nicholas murmured before offering me his other damp finger. ‘Suck,’ he ordered softly and I felt my eyes widen as I realised what he wanted me to do. Glancing at his hand, I swallowed. I could see my own excitement glistening on his skin and couldn’t decide if I found the idea gross or unbelievably hot.
‘Taste yourself, Rebecca,’ he instructed in a firmer tone, and so I did. Well, it was only a bit of my bodily fluid after all.
Running my tongue around Nicholas’ finger was so ridiculously arousing my groin started to throb almost painfully. I could taste myself on his skin, salty and warm, and as I sucked harder on his finger, I saw a dark grin spreading on his face. ‘Tastes good, yes?’ he murmured, before somehow reaching round, freeing my wrists, and removing my bra in a matter of seconds.
‘Lie on the bed, facing up,’ Nicholas commanded huskily. As I crawled onto the sheets, I was grateful to be off of my wobbly legs into a more comfortable position. As I turned my gaze back to him, I saw to my surprise that he had already removed his shirt and was now gracefully stepping out of his jeans too.
Sucking in a breath, I swallowed appreciatively. My goodness, did this man have a great body: toned and defined muscles and a soft covering of hair in all the right places. My eyes bulged as I took in his straining erection, but I reminded myself that it had managed to fit last time without pain, so regardless of my concern, we were obviously compatible in that department.
‘I enjoy being touched, but for tonight I want to