Free Nico's Cruse by Jennifer Kacey Page A

bed, stripping the rest of her clothes
off until she stood before him completely naked and vulnerable. He brushed the
hair away from her face, staring at every inch of her.
    “I want to memorize each piece of you.” He rotated her
around and tucked her body close to his, hugging her close, kissing her neck,
sucking the lobe of her ear into his mouth.
    Her hands found their way up to his forearms and she held
them to her. “I don’t want this to be the last time we’re together. Just
thinking about it makes my chest feel like it’s breaking in half.”
    He moved her feet apart, spearing his hand between her
thighs, rubbing along the smooth lips of her sex, stealing her worry and
replacing it with need. “Nothing but us tonight, my pretty girl. We aren’t
going to worry about tomorrow. We’re not going to worry about anything except
taking care of your sexy wet pussy.”
    He stroked her, making her whimper and moisture rushed out
to coat his fingers.
    “I love how wet you get for me, how your body tries to suck
me in again.”
    “It’s never been like this for me. So intense.”
    He paused, teasing her, then filled her sex with two thick
digits. “Me either. I want to own your body tonight. I want to take every inch
of you and brand it so you’ll never forget me. God knows I’ll never get the
feel of you out of my head.”
    Her head fell against his shoulder as he pumped inside her.
    “Or the smell of you, or the taste.” He ran his nose up the
side of her neck, licking the sensitive strip of flesh beneath her ear.
    “I want you inside me, Nico. I need to feel you all around
me.” She looked up at him over her shoulder, reveling in his nearness for one
more night. “Please…”
    He glanced down at her, watching her face change as he
fingered her. “I may want more tonight than you’re willing to give me.”
    “Then take what you want.” Holy shit. Where that came
from, she had no idea. But as soon as his eyes dilated and his nostrils flared
she knew she meant every word of the consent she’d just given.
    “I want to get drunk on your taste.” He withdrew, sliding
across her clit, making her shiver, then sucked the slick digits into his
mouth. “Don’t move.”
    He climbed on the bed and reached through the laptop screen.
    Rose’s mouth fell open and her heart pounded against her
ribs.
    Metal clanged together as he brought cuffs of some kind back
into her bedroom. “You really… But I—”
    “Didn’t believe me?”
    “Umm…” she started to answer but didn’t want to finish the
thought. “I’m sorry.”
    “If it hadn’t happened to me, I wouldn’t believe it either.
Actually I’d think anyone was bat shit crazy if they thought they’d gotten
cursed by some witch.” As he spoke he moved the laptop over onto her dresser
and attached the cuffs on each of the corner posts on her bed.
    “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”
    He smirked at her, giving her a once-over that made her
blood heat beneath her skin. “I know just the thing to make it up to me.”
    Nerves skittered up her neck, making the top of her head
tingle and the tips of her nipples grow hard. “You’re here. Like, really here.
Oh my God and you’ve been here every night. The things I let you do to me…”
    “Having second thoughts?” he asked trying to show no emotion
but she could see the loneliness settling in his eyes.
    “As if. You promised me all sorts of freaky deaky tonight.
I’m gonna make sure you make good on those words. Or are you all talk and can
only deliver when the girl you’re with doesn’t know it’s real?”
    He stepped to the end of the bed baring his teeth. He looked
dangerous and her entire body liquefied.
    “In the middle of the bed, on your stomach.”
    She climbed on the mattress, watching him, her pussy lips
slid along each other while she anticipated how he would take her, use her.
    “Spread those pretty legs. Farther. Farther.”
    When her thighs were stretched as far as she