Loving Nicolas

Chapter 10

I was surprised to find him earlier than I had expected when I walked late after work in the apartment checking my phone to see if he had left me any messages. He surprised me, making me scream out of my skin when he jumped from the closet door near the entrance hall. He was laughing as I swatted him on the arm for scaring me. He gathered me in his arms and devoured my lips in a hot soul scorching kiss. God how I missed him!

Nicolas told me between nips and kisses, he had finished his meeting and was out of London as soon as he could. I barely put my handbag down when he pulled me to the sofa, bent me over and I felt him behind me, pulling my leggings and underwear down to my ankles and thrust into me.

I cried in protest. I wasn't ready, not yet, but he wasn't giving me a chance to say anything as he pulled me back and covered my lips, hot and demanding. His kisses melt me, puts me in a daze and out of breath, my body exploded with need for him. It was raw animalistic hunger and soon enough I was hot and wet, my body shivering with anticipation, as he thrust again and found access into my hot dripping core.

I cried shuddering, feeling his cock stretching with every thrust. Complete. I felt complete. I gasped for air.

The sheer demand from him and the submissiveness from me, I was bent over the arm rest of the sofa, my hands flat to support our my weight, his hand over the nape of my neck, thrusting deep and with an urgency which was overwhelmingly good, made me explode too soon. My eyes rolled back, a strangled cry came out of my mouth, my back arched in a crushing orgasm. My body convulsed, my inner muscles locked around him. He grunted and pulled out of me and turned me to face him, lowered me on my knees, barely giving me time to suck in a breath as he shoved his cock into my mouth. I missed him, I missed everything about him and I welcomed his hot long length in my mouth savoring it. I shuddered with renewed excitement, his hands holding my head between him as he thrust into my lips.

Nicolas threw his head back groaning as I sucked and tongued him, my hands going to the base of his cock playing with his balls as he showed me before how he liked it. I found myself growing hot again, wetness soaking between my legs. I pulled from his mouth before he could fill me with his release and looked up at him.

"Take me again." It came out as a plea. "I want you Nicolas."

He pulled me up on my feet, grabbed the sweater I was wearing over a t-shirt and pulled them over my head. I kicked my leggings and under wear from around my legs. Then he released my bra and I was naked for him. With a groan he closed his mouth over a breast and suckled at the nipple, his hand going between my legs, his fingers delving into my heat, rubbing and sliding in my wet hot folds. I tried to grab on to him to steady my rubbery legs. The next thing I knew I was picked up in his arms, my legs around his waist, opening wide for him as he thrust back into me. I threw my head back moaning in relief that I was filled by him again.

"Nicolas..." His name came out as a strangled whisper, a prayer.

"Leah...God how I missed you." He was kissing my cheeks and neck and thrusting with such power I can feel my orgasm nearing. His strength, to be able to pick me up like this and thrust into me at the same time was an intoxicating aphrodisiac all in its own.

Words and scenes from sappy romances and erotic stories I've read before came to my mind, nothing can compare to this, I thought, as the sensation intensified every feeling which shivered through my body, building up to an intense release. I opened my eyes and looked into his face and kissed him.

Can I say the words? They were at the tip of my tongue. My heart pounded, my breath came out in pants, as our gaze connected, his silver eyes to my hazel ones.

"I missed you too much..." Was all I can tell him.

My back arched and as my legs locked around his waist and I cried out.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

The words cried out in my head over and over. I loved him to the point of insanity and I was too much of a coward to tell him that.

I felt his release filling me as I dropped my head on his shoulder moaning my whole body becoming lax and sated. He moved and we were still locked within each other and sat on the sofa, his arms wrapped around me, his nose nuzzling the side of my neck breathing in my scent. I felt him sighing.

It was few minutes later that he pushed me up to look into my face. One hand cupping my cheek.

"I love you too Leah." He whispered and kissed my lips.

I blinked at him dazed and confused. I have said the words out loud without realizing it. He had heard me, and now he had answered me back. It was terrifying and wondrous at the same time as I stared at him in dumb astonishment. My arms locked around his neck. Our kisses slow, sensual, with a deep need I have never felt before. I felt my eyes burning. I wanted to cry with relief, but I couldn't. I can't freak him out. This feeling, had always been there in my heart from the moment he had taken. But it is new between us, a give and take, fragile, I can't spoil it between us with my insecurities.

He kissed me, his tongue pushing into my mouth, delving in, exploring and all I can do is surrender myself and my heart to him.