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“How did you know this was back here?” she asks, breathless.
And fuck if that didn’t make me want her more.
“I own this club,” I reply, not taking my eyes off of her as she takes in the room.
I’m still cautious of her. I don’t know if this is an act and she’s going to pounce at any moment. She’s still holding onto my biceps, and I can’t help but smile.
She looks back at me and tilts her head to the side, surprise etched on her face. Maybe she really doesn’t know who I am. I’m too turned on to think. My cock was going to get me killed one day. I pull her into me, not wanting any more distance between us, and force my mouth back onto hers, harder this time. She moans into my mouth as she kisses me, small hands running through my hair. I walk her back into the wall and move my hands just under her ass to pick her up. She immediately wraps her legs around me. Her body feels good against mine, like she was made for me.
She glides her hands across my back, neck, and chest. I know she is wet. All I had to do was reach down. After snaking my hand up her back, I grab a fistful of her hair, giving me access to her neck. With my other hand, I massage her breasts over her dress, and she moans as I kiss a trail down her neck, taking in her scent. I pull away to look into her eyes. Lust. I move my hands down her body slowly, giving her a chance to stop me. She grinds her hips into mine, and I take that as approval to keep going.
My mouth is back on hers, and I reach the paradise between her legs. She’s soaking as I push her panties to the side and use two of fingers to spread her wetness to her clit. She moans into my mouth again. I press my fingers inside of her.
Fuck, she’s tight. She’s perfect.
Natalie
Oh my god. I could kick myself. How did I not know this club belonged to the Cosa Nostra? This had to be a new development. Dom wouldn’t have allowed it otherwise.
And what the fuck am I doing?Well,I know what I’m doing,but what am I doing?This could be a setup. But he feels so good with his body pressed against mine.
I have a death wish. If I die right now, I absolutely deserve it.
He can’t be pretending. You can’t fake a hard-on like this. As if he can read my mind, he presses his length against me. I know he’s hung. I’m making out with the man who’s tried to kill me. The man who’s tried to kill me has his fingers inside of me right now.They feel so good. I’m so hot I can’t even think. How long have I been gone? I hope no one comes looking for me.
I should tell him to stop and run for dear life. But I don’t want to. He feels and smells so good. Like someone took the deep depths of the ocean and the coastal winds and mixed them with pines and mahogany.
I want this. I want him.
I thrust against his fingers as they enter me, and his palm rubs my clit. I let out a moan. Thank God no one can hear us over the music.
“Fuck,” I cry.
Needing more, I work my hands down his torso and unzip his pants. He stops what he’s doing and looks down at my hands. I look back up at him.
I can tell he’s thinking,To fuck or to kill?He’s making a choice. I can see it in his eyes. I don’t even give him a chance to change his mind.
“I want this.” I breathe out and press my lips against his.
“What is it that you want?” he asks against my mouth, smirking.
I bite his bottom lip. “I want you inside of me.”
He kisses me again but pulls away too soon.
“Nico,” he says as he adjusts my legs around him.
“What?” I blink at him, stupefied.
Too much is going on at once.
“My name. Nico. What’s yours? Since I’m about to be inside you,” he says with a smirk as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a condom.
Oh God,that smirk.
My whole body is on fire. “Natalie,” I barely whisper.
He doesn’t take his eyes off me as he rips open a condom wrapper with his mouth, the other holding me in place. He adjusts his pants, and his cock springs out, ready to play.
