The way I feel in Nico’s presence is totally different because of our history. We’ve developed a closeness. Sure, Rod has always wanted me to be his woman, but Nico takes it a step further, letting everyone know I belong to him. Even when I tell everyone I don’t.
His cognac eyes hold mine. “I know. Let’s just say I have my reason for naming your dog.”
Butterflies swirl in my stomach as I pop a piece of sweet and sour chicken into my mouth. My eyes roam his body. He’s dressed in a white t-shirt and navy basketball shorts. I want to let my fingers touch every tattoo on his chest. I chug the cola sitting in front of me and instantly realize I need to make myself something stronger.
After four glasses of wine, I find myself on the balcony, gently swaying to the rhythm. Nico is right behind me, his arms encircling my waist, his lips pressing softly against my neck. Above us, the dark sky sparkles with countless stars.
We’ve both had more than enough to drink—Nico has downed half a bottle of whiskey. He pulls me back into his bedroom, shutting the balcony doors behind us.
“I’m ready now,” I purr.
His hooded brown eyes widen. “You weren’t ready to have sex the moment you walked inside the house?”
I chuckle. “I was. But we haven’t just hung out together in a long time.”
He kisses my lips. “That should change.”
I ease up on my tippy toes and curl my arms around his neck. “Yeah,” I giggle.
“Leave all the bullshit out of the bedroom tonight,” he orders.
“Okay.”
We stumble, peeling off each other’s clothes. He lifts me effortlessly and drops me onto the bed.
“Spread your legs, Princess Serenity.”
I gush at the name and I obey without hesitation. This man has a way of making me feel utterly cherished.
“Serenity, I want you so fucking badly.” He leans down, kissing my slick folds before capturing my plump lips.
“I’ve got to have you, Nico.”
A playful grin spreads across his rugged, bearded face. “Say it again.”
I laugh softly against his mouth. “I’ve got to have you, Nico.”
He strokes his long, thick dick before pushing deep inside my walls.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” I shout at the top of my lungs.
I caress his face as my head bounces against the pillows and headboard repeatedly.
“Your dick is tattooed on the inside of my pussy.”
“Yes, it fucking is.” A low, possessive growl vibrates in his chest.
“Come on my cock, Serenity.”
“Nico, come with me.”
His lips devour mine again. My nails sink into his broad shoulders as he drives into me one last time.
Our moans echo through the room as we come hard.
“Nico,” I purr as I hold his gaze.
“Serenity,” he groans before capturing my lips soft and sensual.
