Come Hot (Club Silken #2) - Jerrie Alexander Page 0,14
him, hot and needy. He returns to my mouth, covering my lips, consuming me while muffling my moans. One hand is holding my ass and helping me stroke against his pubic bone at just the right angle and the other slides under my shirt and bra. His large fingers massage my bare breast before taking my nipple and rolling it tighter and tighter.
Nick sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and bites down, and my body shutters. “Come for me, beautiful.”
I detonate, exploding while riding his leg. My pussy pulses and spasms. I’m making sounds I didn’t know I could make. I bury my face in his chest and just breathe until my sanity slowly returns. He puts both hands on my waist and gently sets my feet on the floor. His mouth brushes the top of my head.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
About now, mortification washes over me. “Oh my God. I am so embarrassed. I’ve never done anything so outrageous.” I look around, hoping nobody saw us. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. I enjoyed it.” Nick’s hand cups my face. “Eyes on me.”
I do as he asks and see his lust staring down at me. There’s a gold rim around his eyes and I swear it’s brighter than usual.
He tilts his head and smiles. “Outrageous looks fucking hot on you.”
I glance down to avoid that intense gaze and see the huge hard cock that’s straining against his pants. “By the looks of things, I don’t see how you enjoyed it.”
“I’ll worry about me later.” He chuckles soft and low. “I have to go if I’m going to get anything done today.” He takes my hand and we walk back to the elevator. He pushes the button and looks down at me. “I’ll call you.”
“You don’t have my number.”
“Where’s your cell?” I take my phone from my pocket, unlock it, and hand it to him. He sends himself a text. “Now I do. Feel free to text or call anytime you like.” He winks at me, turns, and steps into the elevator. His hand reaches out and stops the door from closing. “Wait. Where are your clothes? We put together the bones of your apartment, but it’s missing your personal things.”
“Most of them are in the tall boxes upstairs in my bedroom. There are a couple of suitcases in the trunk of my car.” He opens his mouth, but I speak before he can. “I can bring those up myself.”
“Then I’ll talk to you soon.” He releases the door and I watch as it slowly closes.
Instantly, I feel a loss. I know nothing about Nick except what I’ve heard from Morgan and that was six months ago. Today, he made me feel desirable, and even though I look like a disaster, I feel beautiful. I realize I’m still standing in the hall, staring at closed elevator doors. I shake it off and hurry into my apartment.
Chels is putting all my dishes and silverware into the dishwasher. She turns and frowns at me. “Where’d you go? Are you okay?”
I can’t stop the heat flushing my face. “Oh my God. I’ve never . . . I’m so . . .” The words just won’t come.
“What are you trying to say?”
Confident I’ve lost my mind, I pull myself together. No way am I telling her what Nick and I just did in the hallway. I shrug my shoulders and join her in the kitchen. “It was nothing.” I try changing the subject. “Nick and his guys made today easier. We couldn’t have done it by ourselves.”
“Don’t try to deflect my question.” She starts the dishwasher and closes the door with a slam. “Nick Bianco isn’t the type to move furniture for anybody without wanting something.”
“He volunteered. What was I supposed to say?” A thought occurred to me. He was already here when I arrived. Could it be that he and Chels are a thing? “How did he know which apartment is yours?”
“I guess Morgan told him. Nick said he and Zack talked this morning.” Chels pats her stomach. “I’m starving. Let’s order in.”
“Wait. Have you and Nick been . . .” I didn’t want the answer to be yes but had to know. I will never hurt a friend over some guy. Not even if he’s Nick Bianco.
“Oh, hell no. Yesterday at the wedding rehearsal was the first time I’ve seen him since you left.” Her mouth drops open. “You’re already hooked on the guy? Kayla, think about his lifestyle. Are you willing to be