“Yes, and in the future, you nosy assholes need to stay out of my personal business.” I strove to make my voice stern even though I was smiling from ear to ear.
“You’re welcome,” Theo said. “Now get out of here.”
Nicole and I went up the private elevator to my floor, racing into my condo and straight for the bedroom.
“Take off all your clothes,” I ordered as I practically ripped off my blouse.
Nicole complied immediately, baring her curves to me. I could see that she’d lost some weight in the weeks we’d been apart, but then again, so had I. It was hard to eat when your life was in shambles.
I stalked forward, pulling her body into mine so that we were pressed together from knee to shoulders. I moved one hand behind her head, my thumb underneath the line of her jaw so I could tilt her head to the perfect angle. Then I shoved my tongue into her mouth, giving her a long and claiming kiss.
“I should edge you for hours as punishment,” I said, walking her back towards the bed. “But I don’t think I can make it that long.”
“How about if I give you a few orgasms instead?” she asked saucily. “To make it up to you?”
“Sounds great.”
We fell on the bed, rolling around, our hands and mouths everywhere. I couldn’t get enough of her soft body. Touching her was like going outside on the first warm day after a long winter – energizing, mood lifting, life affirming.
Nicole rolled me onto my back, shoving her leg between mine and grinding her thigh against my clitoris while she kissed me. The pressure amped up my already heightened arousal.
“I’m close,” I gasped.
She shifted, moving her hand downward to slide her fingers up and down my channel a few times before sticking first one finger then a second, inside my opening. As she pumped in and out she caught one of my nipples between her lips, sucking and teasing until it hardened into a stiff, almost painful peak. Then her thumb found the swollen bud at my apex, and I lost all control.
I bucked beneath Nicole, almost throwing her off me as I chased the waves of my pleasure.
“Nicole!”
She lowered her head into the juncture of my neck and bit down, adding suction. The tiny bite of pain prolonged my orgasm, and I gripped Nicole’s hips with my fingers, needing something to keep me grounded.
“Oh my God.”
It was lame, but the only words I could come up with right now.
Nicole rolled off me but quickly snuggled in, her head on my shoulder and one leg thrown over both of mine while I stared at the ceiling, struggling to catch my breath. Would it always be like this with us? I wondered. I couldn’t wait to find out.
“Nicole.”
She slid up a little until we were face to face, then pressed a quick kiss on my lips. “Yeah?”
“You’re mine now, you got it? No other women, only me.”
“I’ll be sure to tell all the women lining up outside my door hoping to date me,” she teased.
I rolled over so we were face to face.
“You’re it for me, you get that right? I love you. I’ll never love anyone else. I want you to move in with me and when you’re ready, I want us to get married.”
“I can’t.”
Disappointment hit me so hard I couldn’t breathe. I thought things would be good now.
“Not right away, I mean.”
“You can’t date me?” I clarified.
“Yes.” But she shook her head, which confused me even more.
