him more than I wanted to breathe. No, not wanted. I needed him, more than I needed air. At least he’d come in naked—clothes would only have slowed things down.
Slow had its time and place, but tonight wasn’t it. No, if Nick didn’t make good on his promise, and quickly, I’d burst into flames.
I wanted a whole different kind of hot.
Nick popped my bra open, and my breasts spilled out into his hands. Heat blazed across my skin as he kneaded them gently and stroked the tips of my nipples with feather-soft fingers, then went to town with his tongue. Surely I’d wake up any moment? This couldn’t be real.
But my body sure thought so. Slickness seeped around the edges of my panties as he fluttered kisses down my stomach, and the blush searing my cheeks gave away my lust. I lay back and let the sensations overtake me. Was it normal to be soaking like that?
A finger snuck under the elastic, and Nick paused to smile at me.
“Someone’s happy.”
I tried to form words, but all that came out was a moan. Then a gasp as Nick slid a finger inside, followed by a second.
“I’ve dreamed of having you underneath me for a long time,” he whispered. “And of feeling you come on my fingers. But I know it’ll be even better in real life.”
“You dreamed of me?”
“Every fuckin’ night.”
“I dreamed of you too.”
He brushed soft kisses over my temples. “So in your dreams, what did I do to you?”
My cheeks heated again. How could I possibly tell him that?
“Baby, if you tell me, I can make those dreams come true.”
Ohhhhhh. I paused, torn between totally embarrassing myself and having the mother of all orgasms. Guess which won?
“First you touched me.”
“Where?”
“Uh… Down there.”
He brushed his fingers along my thigh, leaving a cool trail. “Here?”
“No.”
He traced up my hip to my stomach, softly circling my belly button. Billy had always complained about my size, not to mention my lack of muscle tone, but Nick made me feel sexy for the first time in my life.
“How about here?”
“Not exactly.”
“Then tell me.”
I closed my eyes and whispered, “Between my legs.”
He pushed my panties aside and stroked, hitting the perfect spot. My back arched off the bed as I pressed against him.
“Baby, in my dreams you screamed my name.”
Ten seconds later, I did precisely that.
The rush was so intense that when I came back into my own body, it had melted into the mattress like a crayon left out in the sun. I still hadn’t recovered when Nick’s mouth found my nipples again, teasing first one and then the other into stiff little peaks. And they weren’t the only things that were hard. I could feel a certain part of his anatomy resting on my thigh.
He shuddered as I reached out and stroked his cock, root to tip. Hang on, what the...? My fingers shot back like they’d been burned.
“What the hell is that?”
“An apadravya.”
“An apa-what?”
“An apadravya—a piercing. It makes things more pleasurable.”
Oh, holy fudge! He had a pierced freaking cock. I brushed one of the smooth metal balls, and it felt cool to the touch.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Not now. If it worries you, I can take it out, but I promise it’ll be good for both of us.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. I mean, I’d never had a lump of metal inside me before. But I trusted Nick, and the spark of the girl who’d existed before Billy Cooper came into my life told me to take the risk.
I ran my fingertips over it again. “Leave it in.”
“Okay, but you’re going to have to stop touching it that way because right now, I feel like a horny sixteen-year-old fumbling in the back seat. And I want to come inside you rather than all over the upholstery.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
“Nothing anymore. Are you on the pill?”
“Yes.”
“I’m clean, I swear. But I’ll use a condom if you want me to.”
“Just get inside me. Please. I need you.”
My panties vanished as if by magic, but when the tip of his cock slipped between my lips, I had a sudden panic.
“What if it doesn’t fit?”
His smirk ratcheted all the way up to cocky. “Baby, it’ll fit. You’re soaked, and I’ll go slow.”
And he did. A low moan escaped my lips as he slid inside oh-so-gently, although I was stretched more than ever before. If I’d had a lust-induced heart attack at that moment, I’d have died happy, but then Nick started to move. And oh