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“Why don’t we go to my place instead?” I suggested on a whim.
Why did I suggest that? What can I possibly offer him at my place?
But Nyx’s smile told me that I had made the right suggestion, and he nodded eagerly. “I’d like that,” he agreed, instructing the driver to change course.
Another bout of nervousness seized me, but when Nyx again pressed his warm, soft hand to mine, I forgot about my doubts and let the feeling of blossoming affection take hold.
“There’s not much at my place,” I started to ramble as we drew closer to my apartment building. “I think I have a bottle of wine?—”
He silenced me with a long, sweet kiss, stealing my breath in the process. When we parted, he grinned at me. “I’m not going to your place for a drink.”
“No?” I joked, my hand lingering on his smooth cheek.
“No,” he replied gruffly. “I’m taking you home to ravish you.”
I hardly recalled the rest of the ride or the walk up the crumbling stone steps and into the antiquated building I’d lived in for the past two years.
My next memory was of Nyx’s hands pulling off my jacket as I unlocked the door to my minuscule apartment, dancing me backward as he pressed his hard body to mine.
Our lips crushed together again even before the door had a chance to close behind him, tongues jutting out to tease each other. The neckline of my dress fell over my heaving breasts, allowing for him to explore them with shockingly warm hands. It was as if the cold air outside didn’t affect him in the least.
Further back he waltzed me until my calves hit the cushions of the sofa, but my confidence returned now. We were on my turf. I knew my apartment, with or without the surprise blindfold.
I turned to sit him down, straddling his muscled body to press my breasts in his face as I sat on his stiffness. He chuckled lightly, caressing me eagerly.
He’s ready for me already!
The realization made me wetter, and I rocked my hips against him as his lips licked at my nipple, hands splaying over my back to draw me closer.
I sat back to rid him of his shirt, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, too. Nyx yanked me back, his mouth latching to my breast, and he pulled me to the side, laying us parallel. A sigh fell out of my mouth.
My hands curled tightly into his hair as he angled his way down, over my belly, maneuvering me flat as he did.
“I’ve missed you,” he rasped when he found himself at the waist of my dress, removing the garment fully from my body now. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”
His words sent spikes of pleasure through me, but before I could tell him I had missed him, too, his face fell between my legs, and I was transported into the euphoric world he seemed to know so well.
My fingers gripped his hair, hips rising to match his even laps over my already drenched center. His fingers worked simultaneously, and I moaned loudly, wondering how he was so skilled, so good. Relishing every sensation rushing through me, I never wanted this moment to end.
“You’re so wet,” he rasped from his place between my thighs. “I like you like this.”
I mewled loudly, knowing I was only going to get wetter in a moment’s time if he kept doing what he was doing.
Rhythmically, his fingers worked alongside his tongue, and my cries grew louder, unabashed this time. I didn’t care if the guards were in the hallway or that the neighbors might hear. King Nyx wanted to be with me. He was with me.
I erupted then, small screams of pleasure echoing through my tiny unit until Nyx finally lifted his head and withdrew his digits from within me. I pounced on him, catching him by surprise.
“Easy,” he chuckled, but there was fire in his eyes when my mouth crushed to his, and I slid myself over his now exposed shaft, his pants lying next to the couch. Our eyes locked, and I smiled once, lowering myself entirely onto him.
I gasped, forgetting just how big he was, but I had opened the floodgates. Nyx’s hands cupped my buttocks, spreading them as he pushed into me without stopping. Crying out, I threw my head back, my nipple grazing against his lips as he caught one in his mouth.
“Oh, gods, you’re so big,” I groaned. My words only inspired him to pound harder, cling harder.
Over and over, my breaths were stolen, but I didn’t care.
“Should I slow down?” he asked between pants, and I could only manage to shake my head. “Good. That’s my good girl.”
Electricity fired through me, and another climax vibrated my entire body until I thought it would never end.
