8. Right Now

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Gwendoline and Nikolaj had made a mad dash for his car, which was still parked outside of the hotel. The drive to his home in LA was too far away, too many red lights, too many turns and back roads to get to the secluded home he chose. Their patience was running thin. Gwen was shifting in her seat, trying to get some sort of friction to ease the aching between her thighs. She could hardly keep her hands off of Nik, rubbing her hand up and down his inner thigh, grazing her fingers over the bulge in his pants.

By the time they had made it inside the door, Gwen already had her hands in his pants, one hand gripping his ass, the other wrapped around his eager and throbbing cock. His hand was gripping the hair at the back of her head roughly, bringing her lips to his hungrily. Their kisses were wet, hot, and bruising.

Gwen pulled her hands from his trousers and shoved him back against the door. She tore at his clothes, getting them off in any way she possibly could, as long as it was fast. Once he was naked, they turned their attention to her, stripping her just as quickly.

Gwen started to drop to her knees, but Nik caught her by the elbow. "Get to the bedroom. Right now."

She bit back a grin and stood up straight, then took off running up the stairs to his room, her heavy footsteps echoing through the house. He smirked and followed after her at a far more leisurely pace. When he got there she had already made herself comfortable in the bed, leaning back on her hands. Her feet were on the bed, her knees together, and as he kept his gaze on her, she let them fall open.

"Come here." Gwen beckoned.

Nik couldn't possibly tell her no. He strode over, his eyes dark and his body practically vibrating with want. He knelt down on the bed and grabbed her calves. Gwen let out a small gasp as he pulled her closer, causing her to fall back against the plush bed. He shoved her knees up to her chest and laid his weight on her.

"You know I'm not as flexible as I used to be." She groaned out.

"Hasn't stopped us before, and besides, I know you can still do a backbend."

She chuckled and rolled her eyes. "The day I do that for you is the day you learn how to do the splits."

"Sounds like a challenge to me." He let out a low, grumbly laugh and kissed her.

Gwen smiled against his lips and ran her fingers through his hair. "Shut up."

He kissed across her jaw, down her throat, trailing from one collar bone to the other. "God, you're so beautiful." He started to kiss down her sternum when her voice broke his trance.

"Nik, I love you so much. But I don't want to wait."

He smirked from his current position. "Patience." He continued his trail down her chest.

She grabbed his face, forcing him to look up at her. "Get up here and put a baby inside me, now."

He stared up at her, his eyes widening. "Yes, ma'am." He quickly shoved himself up and kissed her passionately.

Gwen shoved her hand between their heavy bodies and grabbed his cock, stroking it as best she could at this angle. She slowly rubbed the head of his cock along her outer lips, she was already flushed pink and soaking wet with desire. He groaned softly, his hot breath brushing along her face. She stole a kiss from him before he sat back on his heels.

He grabbed her hands and placed them on her knees. He then grabbed his member and slowly rubbed it along her glistening folds, coating himself in her juices. Without another moment of hesitation, he pushed into her inch by inch.

They had locked eyes, pools of blue staring at one another, heavy-lidded and dark with lust. Gwen took in short breaths, a soft mewl escaping her lips here and there. Nik leaned forward, his hands on either side of her. He gave her one slow, deep thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Gwen laid her head back with a breathy sigh.

He pulled himself almost all the way out before beginning to thrust into her at a rapid pace. Gwen released her legs before wrapping them around his waist. Both her hands had snaked their way into his greying hair, her short nails scraping against his scalp.

"God, Nik, f-faster." She moaned and shut her eyes. "Harder."

"Yes, ma'am." He did as she asked, ramming his cock into her mercilessly.

The air was filled with moans, grunts, and the sound of his hips slapping against hers. They shared desperate kisses, their tongues dancing together between gasping breaths. Her pussy swallowed his length with thick, loud squelches.

Gwen whimpered and cried out, her head thrown back as she writhed underneath him. Nik lowered himself down onto his elbows, shifting his arms under hers to grab her shoulders, giving him better leverage. Gwen had draped her arms over his shoulders, drawing his cheek down to hers. Her body was tensing under him, coiling up slowly in her core.

He managed to choke out between his manic thrusting. "You're so fucking beautiful... Fuck... God, Gwen."

He suddenly had a wicked grin on his face. A rancid and cruel thought. Nikolaj had sheathed himself inside her and halted his movements. He captured her mouth in a feral kiss before biting down harshly on her bottom lip.

Gwen let out a strangled cry and tried to move her hips against his, but it was nearly impossible with his weight pinning her to the mattress. "P-Please, fuck, Nikolaj. I-I'm so close."

"Well you did say the magic word." He teased, pulling out of her ever so slowly. "But I think I want you to beg."

She locked her strong legs around him and pulled him back in. "No, please. Nik, please. Please let me cum." She gave him a tender kiss, but her body was on fire. Her breathing was uneven gasps of air, her legs were growing tired and shaky.

"Good girl." He could taste the blood on their lips, perhaps he had bitten too hard.

Gwen whimpered when he didn't immediately move. So Nik gave her what they both wanted, no... what they both needed. He started to drive back into her, his thrusts erratic and almost juvenile. He swallowed her moans as they got louder, his mouth insistent and wanton against hers. Her walls fluttered and clenched around him, her stomach tensed, and her legs locked so tightly around his body that it took everything in him to keep moving.

Her body trembled and shook before her orgasm hit her full force. Gwen came with a shrill, ear splitting scream, followed by high-pitched and airy gasps. But Nik was too caught up in his own release, his body twitched as her pussy pulsed around him still, drawing out every last bit of his seed. He slowly relaxed his hands, he knew she would have his fingerprints bruised on her shoulders for days.

Gwen held him close while they came down from their highs, her arms cradling his head against her chest. Her breathing regulated itself along with her racing heart. Nik had wrapped his arms around her, his hands flat across her back. Her body was so incredibly warm, he noted, something that was always so welcoming to him. Her hands were never cold and frigid, and that always boded well for the both of them.

They eventually cleaned themselves up and dressed in pajamas of his before crawling into the invitingly plush bed. Gwen laid against him, her head on his chest. She loved laying like this, she loved feeling the vibrations in his chest when he talked and laughed, but she mostly loved listening to his heart. As sappy as it sounded, it was true.

She shut her heavy eyes and snuggled under the covers with him. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"You're still in so much fucking trouble."

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