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“No, and quit crowding me.”
He just laughs, but it’s not a friendly sound. I get the feeling not much is lost on him, like my door.
But when I make a show of the keys and pretend to unlock the door, he doesn’t say a word. And my apartment?
It looks fine.
That disturbs me more than if it looked like it had been tossed.
“Avah, you know you can pretend your pretty little heart out, but you’re not staying here,” he says, moving swiftly through my apartment before coming back to examine the door. Then he pulls his tie off before shoving it in his pocket. “Darkroom. Now.”
He just went through the place, so I’m assuming he’s seen the small little study I’ve converted into a makeshift darkroom. But I sigh and lead the way.
The room is small, but it’s almost too small with Nicolo in there. I close the door and set up the lights and chemical solutions. Nicolo stays perfectly still while I do so, the air redolent with the chemical baths and the soft hint of him.
My hands shake as he watches, and when I’m done hanging up the photos, his hand brushes against my throat.
“Avah.”
My clit throbs as my pussy tightens at the tone of his voice. At his touch when he slides my hair over my shoulder to bare my nape.
His lips whisper against my skin like the sweetest kind of burn and I’m shaking, breathless.
“Avah,” Nicolo says again, “turn around.”
I do. Helpless to do anything but obey him. The pulse in my throat throbs, too, and his gaze drops to my mouth.
“Give it to me. Your mouth.”
“Yes.”
I whisper that one word and rise on my toes as he slides his arms around me, bending into me, and he takes my mouth as I offer it, taking it in a slow, deep kiss. He plays with me, and teases me, his tongue sliding into me.
He’s hot and wet and knows how to take me from seduction to erotic assault. Deep and slow, to hard and demanding, to soft and shallow teasing little sips.
I’m wet, hungry, and I’m a mess. I want to slide down into him. I want to ride him, and I want to embarrass myself by trying to fuck him.
I don’t think he’d see it that way. The way he kisses me, like this is lifeblood, this is air, pure and unadulterated need, I don’t think he’d find anything I did wanting.
When he lifts his head, we’re both breathing fast and unevenly, and in the red, low light, his eyes glitter.
I can’t help myself as I rub against his huge hard on. “Are we going to have sex?”
ChapterEleven
NICOLO
Jesus fucking Christ. She might be the end of me. All that sweet and dirty innocence is in her words.
And they wind about me, tempting me.
I want to. I can’t hide that fact. My erection is there, very big, very hard, and she’s rubbing herself against it to the point she might make me come in my pants.
Which I’m not going to do.
I laugh and push away from her. Not that there’s a lot of room in here. Which is part of the reason I push her from me. “No, we’re not.”
In the darkness of the room, she frowns, and I glance over at the photos. The stench of the chemicals is a metallic, almost gas-like thing in the air. It’s not horrible, I guess, but she smells a fuck load better, and I’d prefer just to breathe her in.
