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“So bored,” I say dryly.
We hang up and I walk over to hand the phone back to Nico. He places it on the ground, looking up at me from under the rims of his sunglasses.
“You feel better?” he asks.
I smile. “Much. Francesca seems to be taking things well.”
Nico snorts. “Nothing bothers that girl. Everything just rolls right off her back.”
“That’s a good quality to have,” I comment, and Nico shrugs. “I wish I was like that,” I say softly, and Nico frowns, reaching up to grab my hand and tug me down into his lap.
I don’t realize that I’m trembling until he runs his hands over my arms. It’s warm outside, but I have goosebumps.
“Hey,” he says softly. “You’re one of the strongest women I’ve ever met.”
“I am?” I’m uncertain that’s true. I’m shaky right now, just thinking about what I’ve seen, about the nightmares I keep having.
“Yeah,” he agrees, kissing along my shoulder blade. It makes me shiver for completely different reasons. "You went through so much, and you’re still standing.”
I give him a weak smile. “Thank you, Nico.”
“I meant it,” he insists, and shifts me around to face him, kissing along the side of my face, little open-mouth kisses.
I lean closer to him, putting my hands on his shoulders as he trails his hands from my hips up to the outsides of my breasts. I’m just wearing my bikini, and he deftly unties the back of my top, letting my breasts bounce free.
Nico hums and darts forward to take a nipple into his mouth, running his tongue around the peak slowly, almost torturously. I moan, rocking my hips forward against him hardening beneath me.
He pulls away, looking into my eyes. “You’re beautiful,principessa. You know that?”
I don’t know that, but I don’t dare contradict him, not when he’s looking at me with those intense sea-green eyes, not when he moves his hands to my ass, rolling his hips up beneath me. His erection presses against my hot sex and I can feel myself getting slick beneath the fabric of my bikini bottoms.
Nico grunts and shifts sideways, flipping me over onto my back, the lawn chair groaning with the weight of us both.
I wonder for a panicked moment if it’s going to break, but it doesn’t. It’s one of those expensive ones, so I shouldn’t have worried.
I untie the bottoms of my bikini myself, impatient, and toss the fabric to the ground. I’ve gotten a lot of use out of this bikini over the past few week, and I’m grateful for it. It must be magic if it makes Nico want me this much.
Nico doesn’t waste time, sliding into me, and the glide is easier because I’m so wet, so ready for him.
“Fuck,principessa, were you always this tight?”
I groan loudly, arching my back, clenching my inner muscles around him until he hisses.
Nico leans down and kisses me hard, sliding his tongue into my mouth as if searching it.
He rolls his hips into me, his chest brushing across my nipples, and I moan into his mouth, dragging my nails down his shoulders. I can’t seem to help myself, and Nico doesn’t seem to mind.
He’s got scratches from a couple of nights ago already on his back from me leaving them the last time we were in this position.
“You’re such a dirty girl,” he grunts. “Always ready for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Nico,” I moan. “Only for you. Only want you.”
“That’s right,” he croons, rolling his hips slower, dragging his dick along my g-spot until I’m breathless. “Only me,principessa. Remember that.”
How can I forget? Nico’s the only man who’s ever wanted me like this, ever made me feel this way.
He’s looking at me so intently, down into my eyes instead of my breasts, instead of my body, instead of where we’re joined together. “Gorgeous girl,” he says. “My strong, beautiful girl.”
