Chapter 0344
I clawed at Nicholas’s shoulders. He was wearing too many clothes. But then, so was I.
His k*ss devoured me, entranced me. I felt so fully under his spell that I couldn’t think clearly. All I knew was the trace of Nicholas’s hand up my spine, slipping under my shirt. He lifted it up and off my head. It quickly was tossed onto the floor.
He leaned back a moment and stared at me in appreciation. My bra was doing its best, barely confining by curves. Nicholas placed his hands over my breasts, caressing me over my bra. I hated it now, for being in the way.
“Nick…”
“Hm?” Nicholas asked. His gaze was transfixed on the mountains and valleys of my chest.
“Get rid of the bra…” I said, breathless.
He smiled a bit, right at the corners of his mouth. “As my lady commands.”
What a ridiculous thing to say. Nicholas was the prince. I was far from a lady. But I liked the role–play. It made me feel S**y and powerful, like I had some control in my life.
Like this, I wanted to give that control to Nicholas. I trusted him to take care of
my needs.
His hands trailed along the band of my bra to the center of my back, where the hook clasped it closed. He fumbled a little there, and I would have laughed if I wasn’t so damned horny.
“Hold on…” He pulled when he should have pushed. “I don’t want to rip it.”
“Rip it,” I said, desperation seeping into my voice.
He growled in reply. In the next instant, the bra was ripped clean off me, exposing my n*ked breasts to Nicholas’s eager gaze and his hands.
He cupped me and massaged me gently. When my nipples peaked, he rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger. I dropped my head back and moaned.
He stepped into me until I was fully pinned against the wall. Then he dropped his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth. Oh, God, his mouth was so hot and wet, his tongue so insistent, lapping and circling those aching peaks.
I shoved my fingers through his hair and held on for dear life as he lavished his diligent. attention over me. Then, all too soon, he k*ssed down the valley of my breasts to clasp his mouth over the other nipple, and eagerly gave it the same attention.
I was a moaning mess, by the time he picked me up, hooking his hands under my thighs, and carried me to the bed. Slowly, he lowered me down so that my head was resting on the soft pillow. My b*dy stretched out down the mattress.
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