Page 21 of Big Nick Energy

I stared at him curiously. It was too dark for him to see the confusion on my face.

He moved forward so his face was so close to mine that I could feel each breath he took. He lowered his voice. “I’m trying to be a gentleman and the gentlemanly thing to do is to clear my mind of the thoughts that I’ve been having about you.” He moved fractionally and his lips just barely grazed my chin as he continued. “And it’s hard to do that with your sexy ass moving in my lap.”

“Oh?” I shifted my weight, moving my leg against his dick and forcing my hard nipples to brush against him.

His head dipped down, his fingers flexed against me, and it felt like he was restraining himself from nuzzling my breasts. When he lifted his chin and our faces were less than an inch apart, he licked his lips. “You’re teasing me.”

I swallowed hard. “Do you want me to get up?”

He grabbed my head and held it in place. “No.” He leaned in, his lips lightly brushing mine. “That’s the opposite of what I want.”

My heart, stomach and pussy fluttered at the same time. The kiss, albeit brief, was electric.

He kissed me again but that time I was ready for it. My eyes closed and I gave into everything that’d been building all night. I moved my mouth in sync with his and just as his tongue met mine, music and cheers rang in my ears.

The power had been restored.

We pulled apart and my lashes fluttered open to find Nick gazing up at me. His dark brown eyes were hazy with lust.

“Will you show me where the bathroom is?” I whispered.

He nodded. “I got you.”

Instead of waiting for Amir to start talking again, the DJ started playing a hype song that got everyone to their feet. I climbed out of Nick’s lap and we both rose to our feet. Taking my hand in his, he led me through a throng of bodies. We climbed the stairs and there were only a handful of people on the second floor of the house. We went down a hallway to a bedroom at the end of the hall.

“There’s a bathroom in here,” he said quietly, closing the door behind us.

I stopped in the middle of the room as he moved toward the door in the corner. “Whose room is this?” I wondered.

“I don’t think anyone claimed it.”

I stared at his strong back and wide shoulders as he walked.

After he knocked, he checked inside to make sure the bathroom was empty. “All clear.” His eyes swept up and down my body as he made his way back toward me. “Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” he said before grabbing my face and crashing his mouth into mine.

The kiss downstairs was soft, sweet, and sexy. It was a great first kiss. But as his mouth covered mine, I knew he had been holding back downstairs. Kissing him wasn’t just hot and sexy.It was incredibly intoxicating, and I’d never been so turned on in my life.

He pulled me in fast, but the kiss was slow and deep. Letting him take lead, I was putty in his hands. Our tongues became better acquainted as my arms circled his neck. Pressing my body against his, he kissed me deeper and harder. One of his hands left my face and slid down the side of my body before gripping my hip. I could feel his restraint and the way he was holding himself back from grabbing my ass. Just feeling that,knowing that, made me so wet.

Leaning into him, I felt his erection against my belly and everything in my lower body clenched. It wasn’t like the discrete bulge I felt when I was sitting in his lap in the middle of a crowded room.

Nick was hard.

I found myself holding onto his shoulders and grinding myself against him as the kiss got deeper. The desire I felt for him was so intense, I felt overwhelmed by it. I moaned into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, pulling away slightly. “Mm.” Licking his lips, he zeroed in on my hardened nipples. He ran his hand over the large outline straining against the fabric of his pants and then put a little more space between us. “Asha.” He said my name like a sexy exhale.

The desire was evident in his face, his words, and the way he looked at me. I felt his gaze leisurely coast down my body and my breath hitched. He wanted me as bad as I wanted him. Squeezing my thighs together wasn’t dulling the ache.

I wanted him.

He exhaled audibly. “I was just supposed to be showing you where the bathroom is. Yet…”

“I have a confession,” I murmured.

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