hand lifts the hem of my skirt with ease and then he’s there, touching my upper thighs and easing my legs apart.
“Fuck, Blair…”
I am wearing a similar pair of underwear. Beige with lacy flowers in the lining, the fabric almost transparent. His fingers slip under the lace, roughness of his fingertips against my sensitive skin.
I hold my breath as his fingers move further down and then he’s there, touching me, and my entire body shivers at the intimate touch.
The pressure and the oh-so-amazing circling of his fingers are too much for me to watch. I close my eyes and lean my head against his shoulder, losing myself to the sensations. His voice is a hoarse growl in my ear.
“Do you know how much I wanted to do this during that fucking poker game? A thin piece of fabric was the only thing separating me from this.”
And then he’s delving deeper, parting and stroking and one long finger sinks into me with ease. The simple movement steals my breath away.
Lips on my neck, fingers inside me, his left hand on my breast. I’m caught between currents and do my best to hold on, but Nick won’t let me. Why was I fighting against his skill earlier, against his experience? It seems futile now.
Nick in control is a glorious thing.
He turns me around, his left arm locking around my bare waist like a steel band. I’m held against his body, no way out, no mercy.
“That’s it,” he murmurs against my skin, his fingers speeding up, circling faster.
Perhaps a stronger woman than me could resist, but I can’t, not with so many sensations at once. He presses his lips to that spot right where my neck meets my shoulder and I breathe in the scent of him, of man and leather and musk and I’m hovering right on the edge.
“Let go,” he orders me, and my traitorous body does. His hand slaps down between my legs and the sting against my arousal sends me over the edge. I tumble and fall into pleasure. It’s so effortless that even in the midst of my orgasm a small part of my mind recognizes this for the unusual thing it is.
He holds me as I shatter and piece myself back together, big hands still moving over my body, on my breasts, my waist, my thighs. That’s when I feel him against me—a hardness against my back. I roll my hips against it and Nick groans in response.
Can we, here? Now?
If my body was the one calling the shots, he’d already be buried inside me. I’m aching for him. I twist in his arms and he lets me, finding his lips with my own.
Our movements quicken. His shirt is easily pushed off and then his body is finally mine to touch. The warm skin, the rippling of strong muscles under skin, the impossibly wide shoulders.
All mine.
And maybe I tell him that because he smiles, the same sardonic grin as always, and tugs at my skirt. “This damn thing won’t come off,” he groans. “I’ll be yours as soon as it’s off.”
I undo the hidden zipper at the same time as I nod to his pants. “And those.”
Watching one another, we strip off until we’re in nothing but our underwear. I reach out, wanting to uncover him, to see the bulge unclothed, but his hands stop me again. They smooth over my hips and grab hold of the thin fabric of my underwear.
“There’s no going back from this, Blair.”
I roll my eyes at him. “How many times are you going to warn me tonight, Nick? Are you getting cold feet?”
He snorts. “Nothing about me is cold right now.”
I shake out my hair and smile at the way his eyes catch the movement. Shimmying my hips in his grasp, I make my decision. “Take them off.”
He pulls my panties down my legs and it’s like a lever has been pulled, or a dam broken, because there is not the least bit of hesitation left in him. His movements are businesslike, strong, gripping.
“Brace your hands against the wall.”
I do what he says and for a moment the backs of my thighs are cold until he’s there, thighs against mine, hands smoothing over my bare skin.
“Fuck,” he says, and the curse strengthens me. I arch my back and push against him, hearing him swear again. He gives my cheek a light slap and then he’s running something along my skin, something hot and hard and I want to turn around to