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He listens, but he doesn’t put his hand against my sex like I want him too, instead caressing my thighs, my calves, shifting higher up on the bed to touch me everywhere. He trails his fingers up along my inner thighs and then back up between my breasts, grabbing them, touching all around my nipples without actually brushing across the peak of them.

I’m gasping, barely able to catch my breath at all the sensations. Usually, it’s been fast and hard, rough, sudden, but now it’s so intimate and sensual that I feel wet pooling between my legs.

“Nico, please,” I plead. “Touch me more.”

He finally cups my sex, pressing his thumb against my clit and hooking two fingers inside me, and I moan so loudly that it’s almost a growl that comes out of my throat.

“Dirty girl, Aurora,” he teases, pressing his fingers deeper, pressing tighter against my clit and using his other hand to drag his fingers across my nipples, slowly and torturously.

“Nico, you’re being mean,” I pout, and he presses even deeper inside me but it’s not deep enough. It’s not his cock and that’s what I want. “I want more,” I plead. “Want you to fuck me.”

“No, no,” he chides, pumping his fingers in and out of me. “None of that until you get the okay from the doctor. And stop moving so much. You’re going to hurt your shoulder, and then I’ll have to stop.”

I freeze, going ragdoll beneath his touch. “No, please,” I beg. “Don’t stop.”

I’m approaching orgasm quickly, and with one last thrust of his fingers inside me, I come around them, clenching hard.

Nico groans and I can see the tent in his sweats, I know he’s hard.

“Let me touch you,” I tell him. “Let me make you feel good, Nico.”

“No,” he says firmly. “I’m taking care of you.”

“You don’t have to- ahh!” I cry out as he shoves his fingers back inside me, vaulting me into another orgasm immediately. Then he moves his fingers to circle around my clit, sliding through my wetness easily. Nico ducks his head to take a nipple into his mouth and then another, deftly using his fingers to make me fall apart all over again.

I come again and again, and by the fifth or sixth time, I’m tired and sore.

“Not again, Nico, please,” I beg, the opposite of what I’d been begging him before.

“Think you can give me one more,” he pants, and I can see how much this is affecting him. “Want to taste you.”

He settles between my thighs, licking up my inner thighs and biting marks there until I’m nearly wailing for him to touch me again. My body feels hot all over, my thighs trembling. I’m desperate for him.

He laps gently at my clit, circling his fingers around my entrance before sliding just one finger inside and pumping it slowly. He drags the flat of his tongue along my swollen sex and I cry out his name, putting my hands in his hair.

“That’s it,principessa.Ride my face,” he commands, and I grind myself against his face, unable to stop myself. I come again, clenching tightly around his fingers and moaning, and Nico slowly removes his fingers, popping them into his mouth to suck them clean.

“Now,” I say, looking down at his tented pants. “Now, fuck me,” I plead.

Nico smirks and shakes his head, and stands up a bit unsteadily and walks into the bathroom. I can hear him panting and then crying out, and he returns sweaty and smiling sheepishly.

“I wanted to watch,” I pout, and Nico chokes out a laugh.

“Youarea dirty girl, aren’t you?” he asks, crawling under the covers with me and I wrap my good arm around his neck to kiss him. He tastes like me and I moan into his mouth.

Nico pulls away with a groan. “None of that,principessa. Time for rest.”

“I’ll miss this when I go home,” I say, and Nico’s face changes, going blank. Panic rises in my throat, like I’ve said something wrong, like he’s going to pull away from me for good, but he cracks a smile and I feel relief wash over me.

“I’m just tired,” Nico says.

I know he’s been up late searching for Marco, talking to Dante and others in the life, so I don’t argue, just cuddle against him.

“Took a lot out of me, holding back like that,” he jokes, and I chuckle.

“You won’t have to hold back when Jimmy tells me everything’s fine,” I say, and Nico hums in the back of his throat.

“You don’t want me to hold back, do you?” he asks in a low, dangerous tone. “You want me to fuck you hard and rough, don’t you?”

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