Reaching up, I cup her face, wiping the last of her tears before they can race down her face. We watch either for just a few short moments as she glances down at my mouth before snapping her eyes back to meet mine.
“Tell me exactly what’s going on. I left you here in bed okay. Now, you’re crying, and shaking so hard that the need to commit murder is almost uncontrollable.” I push her hair back from her face and continue holding her chin between my fingers so she has no option but to stare me in the eyes while updating me on what I’ve missed.
She relaxes a fraction, then confides to me, “Over the last few months, I’ve had this feeling of being watched. A few times, I even thought someone had been in my place, some small things had been rearranged, moved slightly from their place. I haven’t been able to prove anything, so I’ve not said anything… to anyone. I didn’t want anyone to think I was paranoid and imagining things.”
“Are you serious? Why the hell would you not tell me if you thought, for a second, that you were in danger?” I demand, stopping her from speaking any further words without explaining herself first.
I watch as the shutter closes over her emotions and she levels her eyes on me cold and unfeeling, “Why in the hell would I reach out and tell you anything? You told me the last time I saw you that it was a one-time thing. That I needed to not get attached because you don’t have a want or need for attachment. So I’ve been fucking handling it. I’m sorry that I called you. I should’ve just dealt with this on my own.”
Her words are like a slap in the face. My inability to be more than a shadow in her life has made it so yet again another person has made her feel less then. I’m a fucking idiot to think for a moment that this amazing woman in front of me would blame me and not put it at her own feet.
“Listen to me you beautiful, bright, perfectly stubborn woman. I’m the one you call when things go bump in the night. I’m the man that gives you anything and everything that you need. I’m going to fail you and fuck this all up.” I cup her chin making sure she can’t look away, “I’m tired of hiding in the shadows and will not continue to do that. From this moment I’m here with you. I will not let another soul snuff out your fire.”
Aubrey’s eyes go wide for a fraction of a moment and then I watch as her eyes dilate and she looks down at my lips as she licks hers. I can’t hold back anymore and to so this right this second makes me a right fucking asshole. I don’t fucking care I need to feel her lips on mine to taste her again after so long without her.
Our lips collide in a kiss that leaves a mark on your entire life. Aubrey meets me at every touch and kiss. I tilt her head in the perfect angle. She grabs a fist full of my shirt pulling me closer to her. She slides so that her pussy is rubbing against the hard rig of my cock in my black slacks. She moans grinding even more chasing the friction she needs for release.
I pull back a fraction trying to get my brain back on line. “Dusha Moya, I don’t want to stop this but I need to know what made you so scared.”
“Nico! We can cover that after you make me cum several times,” she moans, kissing and nipping down my neck.
I lay my head back, digging it into the cushion of the couch, giving her access to whatever she wants. I cup her ass pulling her tighter against me groaning.
“I need you, Nico. Please don’t make me wait. We can talk about all the other stuff when we’re done,” Aubrey murmurs, continuing to kiss and nip.
Aubrey
I don’t haveany idea what’s come over me. I’ve gone from sobbing on him, to kissing, and grinding on him like a cat in heat. We’ve got so much to talk about, and go over right this very second, I don’t give a damn about any of it. What I want right now, is this man. It’s been way too long since I felt him move inside of me.
“Nico, it’s been way too long since I’ve felt you. Since you made me feel like the most beautiful woman alive. I know we have too much to go over and talk about. Let’s do that after we’ve made each other feel amazing.” Staring him in the eye, I make sure he knows I’ve got zero doubts about what’s about to happen here between us.
Nico studies my face for a long moment before giving into whatever’s been holding him back, and picking me up, still clutched in his arms. I squill, wrapping my legs around his hips lessens the gap between us, his rock hard cock grazes my clit. I moan from the electricity zipping through my body. Nico stops walking, pressing me to the wall, and devouring my mouth like a man who’s been starved for months.
Nico works his way across my check, sliding his way down my neck, nipping on my collar bone. I arch into him, begging for more. Nico slides his hand up my stomach, cupping my left breast, and pinching my nipple.
“So fucking perfect,” Nico rumbles.
“Nico please don’t make me wait, I can't wait anymore.” I whimper as he pulls my nipple into his mouth through my shirt.
Nico extracts me from the wall, continuing along the path to my room, never once stopping his sensuous assault on my body. When we make it in there, Nico doesn’t drop me on the bed. No, not him. This man impressively climbs up the bed with me still gripped in his arms, laying me down so gently that you would think I was made of spun glass.
Nico leans back sitting on his calves, and for the first time, I realize he’s taken his shoes off at some point. His eyes blaze as he runs his eyes down the length of my body, the hunger staring back at me lights a fire where his eyes touch. Wanting him to lose his composure, entice him, I caress my skin, lightly trekking my hands up my body, my shirt gliding up with the movement, exposing my breast to him. Nico growls running his hands up my stomach cupping my breast pinching my nipples causing me to arch into him.
“So, fucking sexy, Dusha Moya. I’ve missed this body more than words can express,” Nico murmurs, sounding as if he’s in awe of my bare flesh.
“Show me, Nico. Show me what you missed the most,” I beg, my voice practically purring.
“Let’s start with those soul deep eyes that pull you in and make you feel like she can solve all your problems,” he confesses, kissing each eye. “Then this mouth that can cut you down with her words, and lighting up a room with a simple smile.” Nico takes my mouth before I can say anything to him. He pulls away, kissing down my neck to my breast, taking a nipple into his mouth and nipping the hard point before speaking, “These perfect tits. Just a touch more than a handful. Just begging to be loved on.”
I arch into his touch, begging for more with every word he speaks. The feeling of the ashes being turned into embers inside me is stirring my libido to life. All that’s needed is a small touch to cause the flame to soar and burn me alive from the inside out. He moves down my body, kissing over my belly, and shifting from one hip to the other slipping my shorts with him as he goes. I’m so wet, by the time he makes it all the way to my pussy, he’ll see how soaked I am..
After he settles between my thighs, he continues, “This perfect pussy that brings me to my knees. No one, and nothing, is as sweet as this pussy,” he states, his mouth close to my clit that I can feel his warm breath as he speaks.
“Nico—” is all I get out before his tongue swipes from bottom to top, and around my clit, over and over, stroking those reawakened embers into an eternal inferno.
I’m so close that I’m shaking from the impending release. It’s teetering on the edge, close enough to tipping over that I’d sell my soul to achieve it. Nico pulls back, just a smidgeon, causing me to growl with frustration.
“Nico, I’m so close. Please, don’t tease me,” I beg him, needing this.
