GISELLE
Nicholas prowled forward with the determination of a predator stalking its prey, not for once taking his eyes off of mine.
He slipped between my legs, dragging my hand from between my legs before pinning them above my head with one hand. His other hand toyed with my nipple, increasing the moisture between my legs.
"You like disobeying, don't you?" He growled, rocking his hips forward, so his heavy cock rested against my pussy.
I looked up at him through my lashes. "I think you like it when I disobey. Gives you something to punish me for."
"And you assumed I would enjoy punishing you?"
"No. I know you enjoy it. They tame your demons."
He smiled wryly. "You know nothing about my demons." To avoid more probing from me, he pushed his cock into me, sucking my fingers into his mouth, and the weakling I was, I let the conversation go, spreading wider for him.
"Want to do some more talking?" He taunted with a self-satisfied smirk as he slowly pulled out of me, only to thrust in to the hilt, stealing my air.
"I'll get you back for that," I promised, rocking my hip upward to meet his thrusts.
"I'm scared, babe. So fucking scared." He laughed, and all hell broke loose in my body. My insides mewled with delight, and my core tightened around him at the warm, deep sound that escaped his lips and reverberated through my chest.
"I've never heard you laugh before," I said, looking up at him with something akin to awe.
"Don't get used to it," he whispered against the shell of my ear before he pulled his chest away from mine.
He didn't have to warn me, though. I knew I couldn't get used to anything. I was leaving eventually, and getting used to things related to him was a recipe for heartbreak and disaster - not that there was any heart to break, but still.
I wanted a seamless transition into a new life. I didn't need to keep pinning over things I could never have when I finally left.
Nicholas's hand around my throat forced me back into the present. "There she is."
"I didn't go anywhere," I lied, getting lost in his silver orbs once more.
"Good. I want you here."
I want to stay here too.
I watched as he tossed his head back, tunneling in and out of me with the short, brutal thrusts that inched me a centimeter away from him. He let out an impatient grunt before pulling out of me.
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NICHOLAS
I flipped her on all fours before yanking her ass up to sink my cock back into her dripping cunt. I closed my eyes to savor the feeling of her silky walls fighting desperately to get me inside her pussy.
She was by far the best fuck of my life. The last few days had been filled with thoughts of bending her over and fucking her until her addictive pussy soaked my dick with her juices.
"I feel full," she moaned, slipping her hand between her legs to flick her clit.
"You will take it, won't you, baby?" I crooned in her ear, slapping her ass when I pulled back.
"Mhm." She lowered her upper half on the bed, arching her ass up to take me deeper. "It feels so good."
The sight of her pussy sucking me in on every in-stroke, and her lips clinging onto my dick when I pulled out, was one I wouldn't forget in a very fucking long time.
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