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What if they see how wrong I am for Nicholas? They could make life difficult, and the truth is they would be right. I’m wrong for him in so many ways, and when they see it, they could be the voice of reason that makes him see it too.
I hadn’t realized that I was standing just inside the kitchen, frozen in thought.
“What’s wrong? You look like you have seen a ghost.” His deep voice in front of me snaps me out of my contemplation of what will happen today.
“Ahh… nothing.” I go up on my toes to kiss his cheek, knowing I need to get out of here before he sees straight through me.
“Bullshit. I’m not blind.” Taking me in his arms, he hugs me tightly. I can smell all the mixtures of food on him, and my stomach takes the opportunity to show I’m hungry.
“Your body is vibrating, Victoria. What is going on?” Holding me out in front of him, he inspects my body language, and as per usual, my words just start pouring out, rambling at my finest.
“What if they hate me, then you will hate me. They will see I’m just some girl from a working-class family. Maybe they will think I’m after your money, which I’m not, by the way. I don’t want a cent from you, I’d rather be poor than be a money muncher. Oh God, what if they think I had something to do with the drugs? I’ve never used drugs, or even seen any. I don’t know anything about them, but they might think it was me. Is that why they told me to come here, so they could watch me and make sure I don’t make a mess of this in the media? ‘Trashy London woman sinks her teeth into London’s most eligible bachelor.’ Fuck, I should leave, or lock myself upstairs so they can’t find me. Yes, that’s what I’ll do…”
“Knees, Victoria.” His growl stops my absolute mess of words.
“What?” I ask, confused at what he said.
“On your knees now!” With his hands on my shoulders, he pushes me to the floor, where my body goes willingly. When he gives me a command, my body obeys on instinct.
Looking up into his eyes, I see he is trying to calm me by bringing my attention to him.
“Open your mouth, wide.” He pulls his apron from around his waist and pops the button on his shorts. The zipper slides down as my mouth drops open in anticipation.
His cock is out before I have time to blink.
“Take it,” he demands as I wrap my lips around his tip and suck it all the way to the back of my throat.
“You need to stop talking crap. Now be a good girl and calm down.”
I take a deep breath through my nose as I bury my face into his skin around his cock. His manly scent is all I can think about now.
His hands slide into my hair and start to set a slow torturous rhythm. Not pulling on my hair but instead stroking me softly. I never know what to expect with him, and it’s the anticipation that has me buzzing.
“Is this what you want our guests to walk in and see, you on your knees like the good little cock lover you are?” Panic setting in, I shake my head back and forth.
“Then I suggest you finish the job.” His hands releasing me, my body takes over.
The electricity running through my body has me attacking him ferociously with my mouth. My hands are on his cock and balls, working every part of him as he starts moaning my name. It’s what I want when I’m on my knees, I just want to please him. He shouts my name so loud that I know anyone outside would hear it as he comes down my throat, and it has me wondering who he is actually trying to calm here. Maybe he is as nervous as I am.
Basking in the afterglow of watching him lose his control, I’m happy to just clean him up and redress him, but Nicholas has a different idea. He proves his strength by lifting me from my knees and up onto the kitchen counter, and it has me gasping.
“I will never leave you hanging unless you deserve it.” He pushes me backwards so I’m lying on the counter, with a few things flying to the floor that he doesn’t seem to care about. Before I can say a word, my mouth falls open, letting out the first moan as I lick the residue of come drool from my lips. He slips his fingers in the side of my panties under my skirt and wastes no time making my body start to quiver.
“Don’t take too long, precious, otherwise you will have an audience. Is that what you want?”
“Oh God… no… please, no… come… want to come.” And before he can give me permission, he pushes my body to explode on its own. Exactly like he planned. First fucking my mouth and shutting me up, then making me a quivering mess so I am putty in his hands when his friends arrive.
“Mhmm,” is all I can say as my body starts to come down from the quick high he took me on.
Leaning over top of me and kissing me so tenderly, I know he needed that release too.
“What was that?” I mumble.
“Stress reliever.” He smirks, standing back up, smoothing down my skirt and lifting me to my feet.
“For whom, you or me?”
Tucking himself into his boxers and zipping up, he wraps the apron back around his waist. “Both.” He laughs as he kisses me on the top of my head, then turns me facing toward the hallway to the stairs to head up to the bedroom. Swatting me on the ass, he sends me on my way.
