Hired a Gigolo Got a Billionaire (Zoey and Christian) novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671

Gwen’s POV

We slipped out quietly.

Just… disappeared in the middle of a loud song, with Christian giving us that look that said I know exactly what you’re about to do and Zoey shouting “Have fun!” in a way that made my face heat up instantly.

The drive back to the apartment was pure torture.

Nick drove with one hand on the wheel and the other firmly planted on my thigh, his fingers tracing lazy circles over the fabric of my dress. Climbing inch by inch. Testing every limit of my self-control.

“You’re doing that on purpose,” I accused, my voice coming out embarrassingly rough.

He smiled without taking his eyes off the road, but his hand slid higher.

“Doing what, exactly?”

“Teasing me.”

“Me?” His fingers brushed dangerously high, making my breath catch. “I would never do that.”

I bit my lip hard and slid my own hand along his thigh in retaliation, feeling the muscle tense beneath his dress pants.

I felt him go completely rigid when my fingers brushed exactly where I knew it would wreck him.

His jaw locked and I smiled, satisfied.

Two can play that game.

When we finally parked, we practically ran to the elevator like teenagers. Nick had me pressed against the mirrored wall the second the doors closed. His mouth hot and urgent against my neck, his big hands gripping my waist and pulling me against him in a way that left absolutely no doubt how much he wanted me.

I felt his erection pressing against my stomach and let out a soft moan.

“There’s a camera,” I managed between increasingly uneven breaths.

“Fuck the camera,” he murmured against my skin, biting that sensitive spot just below my ear that made me lose all sense,

The doors opened on our floor before things could get even more indecent, and we pulled apart just enough to walk, though we could barely keep our hands off each other.

The apartment was wrapped in warm, complicit silence.

And on the kitchen table, a note in Martina’s careful handwriting: Went to see a movie with Bella and then we’re sleeping over at Paula’s. Enjoy the night.

My face burned instantly.

My mother-in-law had literally cleared the field so we could….

I didn’t even have time to finish the thought.

Nick spun me around and kissed me with an intensity that stole all the air from my lungs. His tongue swept into my mouth, his hands already reaching for the zipper of my dress.

I stumbled back, pulling him with me by the collar, and somehow we crossed the living room without breaking the kiss for more than half a second.

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We made it to the bedroom in a daze. Nick kicked the door shut behind us and pressed me against it, his body flush with mine, letting me feel exactly what I did to him.

“Shower,” I gasped between hungry kisses. “I still smell like the party… other people’s perfume…”

He stopped for a fraction of a second, looking into my eyes with an intensity that melted me.

“Then come on,” he said simply, taking my hand and practically dragging me to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower while he took off his shirt, fingers fighting with the buttons until he gave up and just yanked it open, buttons flying everywhere and I didn’t even care.

I watched, hypnotized, as he unbuckled his belt, then stepped out of his pants, left in nothing but black boxer briefs that hid absolutely nothing.

I slipped my dress off slowly, letting it fall around my feet, and saw the exact moment his control started to crack.

“God damn…” he whispered, his eyes darkening as he took me in.

Steam was already filling the bathroom when I took off my bra, then my panties, completely naked in front of him.

Nick pulled off his boxers and my stomach tightened at the sight of him, hard and ready.

He dragged me under the hot water and the first touch of wet skin against wet skin pulled a moan from both of us.

His hands were everywhere at once. My waist. My back. My hips. My ass. Touching me with the desperate urgency of someone who’d waited far too long.

I kissed him with everything I’d been holding back, my fingers threading through his wet hair, my nails lightly scratching his scalp the way I knew drove him crazy.

He groaned into my mouth and turned me around, pressing me against the cool tile. The perfect contrast to the hot water running over our bodies and the heat of him burning against me.

“Gwen…” My name came out rough. Ruined.

His hands slid up my ribs, his thumbs brushing the sides of my breasts, teasing without touching where I needed him most.

“Nick…” I sighed, arching back against him. “Please…”

He finally gave in, his big hands cupping my breasts completely, his fingers pinching my already hard nipples, and I moaned too loudly to care.

But I wanted more.

I wanted to hear him lose control because of me.

I pushed gently against his chest until he stepped back, confusion flickering in his dark eyes.

Then I sank slowly to my knees beneath the shower, water cascading over both of us as I looked up at him through wet lashes.

“Gwen…” he started, his voice faltering when he understood what I meant to do. “You don’t have to-

I wrapped my hand firmly around his length and watched his entire body tense, his head falling back as one hand braced against

the wall.

I ran my tongue along him, slow and deliberate, savoring, and the sound that tore from his throat was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard.

“Fuck…” he cursed, his free hand coming to my wet hair.

I took him into my mouth gradually, relaxing my throat as I went as far as I could, using my hand for what I couldn’t take.

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“God… Gwen… shit…” He was completely gone now, his hips moving on instinct.

I set a torturous rhythm, sucking, using my tongue along that pulsing vein, circling the sensitive head in ways that dragged broken sounds out of him.

“My love… if you keep doing that… I won’t…” he tried to warn me, his hand tightening in my hair.

But I didn’t stop.

I picked up the pace, taking him deeper, moaning around him in a way I knew he could feel, and I felt the moment he hit the edge.

“Gwen… fuck… I’m gonna… I need to-”

His fingers tangled in my hair, trying to pull me back, but I held onto his hips, looking up at him so he could see that I wanted it.

And he broke.

He came with my name on his lips, his whole body trembling, and I swallowed everything, licking until he was too sensitive to

take it.

When I finally let go, he was wrecked, leaning against the wall, chest rising and falling fast as he looked at me like I was both angel and devil.

“Come here,” he said hoarsely, pulling me back up.

He kissed me deeply, not caring about tasting himself on my tongue, and I moaned into his mouth, my whole body vibrating

with unsatisfied need.

His hand slid down my wet body, between my legs, and I nearly collapsed when his fingers found exactly how soaked I was, and it wasn’t just from the shower.

“You’re so wet…” he murmured against my mouth, his fingers teasing my entrance. “All this from sucking me off?”

“Nick…” I moaned, desperate. “Please…”

He pushed two fingers inside me at once and I cried out, gripping his shoulders.

He started fucking me with his fingers, relentless, his thumb circling my clit in a way that sent me spiraling toward the edge way

too fast.

“You’re so beautiful… so perfect…” he whispered filthy things into my ear as his fingers worked. “Come for me… I want to feel you come on my hand…”

And I did.

Hard. Intense. My legs shaking so badly he had to hold me up, waves of pleasure crashing through me as I moaned his name without control.

When I finally caught my breath, I looked at him and saw that he was hard again.

Completely ready.

He looked at me with a predatory intensity that made my stomach tighten in the best way.

“Bedroom,” he ordered, his voice rough and commanding. “Now.”