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Well, his massive erection suggested otherwise.
But I knew there was no point in arguing with Nico Costa. He was a man who was used to getting his way.
With a flick of his fingers, the clasp of my bra gave way, and the lacy fabric joined the dress at my feet. The cool air made my hard nipples tighten even more while my breasts felt heavier, aching for attention.
“Turn around,” he said.
I obeyed, anticipating the feel of his hands on me, but knowing he wouldn’t touch me yet, not until he’d looked his fill.
For a man who was used to getting what he wanted, whenever he wanted it, he had an amazing amount of self-control.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Raven,” he said when his gaze had traveled to my toes and back.
He took his time then, kneeling down in front of me and slipping off my thong and stockings so slowly.
I wasn’t sure who he was trying to drive insane more—him or me?
With my clothes fully discarded, he stood up in front of me, his hands on my hips, and he pushed me backward until I bumped into the dining table. He leaned forward, lowering me until my back rested on the table.
“Hands above your head,” he instructed, leaning up enough to take in the view.
I complied while he hovered over me, still fully dressed. The contrast of my pale skin against his sinfully black suit made me feel utterly exposed.
He reached for something on the right of me.
He held it up in front of my lips, just barely touching them as he traced them with the soft petals of the bloodred rose he now held in his hand by its long stem.
The petals were cool and soft, like silk but with more substance to them. They didn’t quite tickle as he grazed the rose down my neck, then down the center of me to my navel. He branched out as he glided the flower head back up, circling one nipple and then the other. The sensation wasn’t like the warm, firm touch of his fingers, nor was it like his lips encircling me. Yet the soft, cool touch added fuel to the fire burning low in my abdomen.
I whimpered as he left my nipple, back to the center of me, but lower this time, so close to where I needed to be touched most. He smiled wickedly as he stopped just shy of my clit and slipped sideways instead, brushing the rose to my hip and then down my inner thigh.
He worked his way back up slowly, his gaze shifting back and forth between my face and the rose’s path. My breath came faster with every inch he climbed, waiting, hoping, and yet, I expected him to keep up this torment.
When the rose touched my pussy, slipping across my slick lips, my hips jolted. I moaned as the petals grazed my clit. He kept the rose in place, the soft, cool blade pressed against my swollen flesh. My hips writhed, almost of their own volition, as if craving for the friction I desperately needed. Then he moved the rose away, gliding back through my slit over and over again.
“Nico,” I breathed.
He grinned wickedly as he lifted the rose. I could see my own wetness glistening on the petals as he brought the flower to his lips and licked lightly at the petals.
My breath hitched. My entire body was on fire.
He dropped the rose on the table after a minute and stood up.
I watched in sparked-up fascination as his fingers worked at the buttons on his shirt, unfastening them so slowly, I was quite certain he was trying to drive meinsane.
My greedy eyes took in every inch of flesh he exposed, following the ever-widening V down the smooth planes of his pecs until finally the fabric draped away, revealing eight-pack abs and the hard jut of his exquisitely tapered hips.
He leaned over me, capturing my lips before blazing a hot trail downward. He kissed, licked, suckled, and nipped as he went, tasting every part of me from my neck to my mound. He hovered there, and I could feel his warm breath like a light caress on my clit. My heart pounded and my whole body shook.
“Nico, please,” I begged.
“Please, what?” he asked, his eyes flicking up to meet mine.
“Please lick me. I need to feel your mouth on my pussy.” I could feel the heat in my cheeks.
He winked at me. “Anything you want, Raven.”
His tongue flicked across my clit. The sensation shocked right through me, making me cry out as my hips jolted beneath him. He put his hands on my hips, holding me still as his tongue lapped at me a second time. I could feel it building already, the coil winding up tight inside me.
