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Blushing, I hold out my hand and Tara scrutinises the diamond with genuine glee. “Hey ladies, come over and look at this monster! Aren’t you all so jealous?”
“What is it?” someone asks.
“A ring? Oh goody, can I see it?”
I groan as six strangers surround me like a group of mother hens. It’s my worst nightmare. I’ve always hated being the centre of attention and all this fuss makes me feel like a bit of a circus freak.
After all the cooing and clucking is finally over, Tara proceeds to introduce me to everyone. Then she promptly shoves a champagne flute in my hand and disappears off to mingle. Proudly, Nick kisses my nose and wraps his arm protectively around my waist.
“Are you okay, baby?” he whispers.
“Yes,” I reply. “Never been better.”
“You see, it wasn’t so bad, was it? Let’s give it another twenty minutes, then we’ll call it a day.”
I nod stiffly.
“Are you definitely sure you’re okay?”
“I just feel a bit… hot in here.”
“Do you want to go outside for some fresh air?”
“Yes, please!”
Gripping my hand tightly, Nick leads me through the swathes of bodies to a set of glass doors that open out onto a spacious balcony. Setting down his glass, Nick sits on one of the plastic chairs and pulls me in close. The air feels so cold my teeth start to chatter.
With a wicked smile, he moves his hands along the bottom of my thighs, touching and caressing, before working his way up into my dress. I moan quietly as he slowly pulls down my knickers and helps me step out of them.
Shit! What is he doing?
Nervously, I glance back inside the house to check that no one watching. “I can’t believe you just did that,” I whisper.
“Relax,” Nick purrs. “I’ve got everything under control.” With a sexy smirk, he rolls my knickers up into a ball and puts them in his coat pocket.
Dear Lord. What does he have planned for me?
Softly, soothingly, he pulls me forward and starts to kiss the tops of my thighs, his hot lips sending a trail of goose bumps up my skin. I wince. This is more than I can bear.I’m completely breathless andneed those lips to be kissing me somewhere else.
“I want so much to fuck you,” he growls. “I’ve a mind to bend you over and have my wicked way with you right here, right now.”
“Then why don’t you?”
“Because I like the chase.”
His words send a quiver up my spine and I go from wet to soaking.I’m crying silently for his fingers to reach up a little higher and bless me with their warmth. As if sensing my thoughts, he move up my dress to my wet slit and begins torub slow circles around my clit.
“Do you like that?” he breathes, looking up at me. “Like how that feels?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare.”
“You’re so wet for me. I can tell your pussy’s hungry; let me feed her.” Parting my thighs, he buries two fingers deep inside my burning hole.
I shut my eyes and try to think of England. “Holy shit, don’t stop.”
