Page 33 of Big Nick Energy

Every time he said my name in that sexy, whispered tone, I melted. But the combination of the unchecked lust in his voice and the barely contained desire in his touch stoked the ache deep within me.

I glanced at the driver to make sure he was minding his business before locking eyes with Nick. “You should stop saying my name like that,” I told him, covering his hand with mine.

“Like what?”

“Like”— I opened my legs slightly and slipped his hand under the hem of my skirt— “you want me.”

“I do.”

His breathing became ragged as I guided his hand between my legs. It was so fucking sexy to watch his eyes darken as his fingers moved up my inner thigh.

“How bad?” I asked breathily.

“Here’s your stop,” the driver announced over the music, startling us and breaking our trance.

Nick leaned forward and discreetly removed his hand from under my skirt. “Thank you,” he told him.

I opened the door and jumped out. He climbed out behind me and immediately slung his arm over my shoulder. “Come with me.” He positioned me slightly in front of him and maneuvered us through the less crowded lobby. “I have something for you.”

I didn’t even respond. I clutched his hand, and he held me close. Our only communication was the gentle squeezes and caresses as we walked quickly. We didn’t speak a word as we rode the full elevator to our floor.

Seven

As soon as we stepped off the elevator, Nick’s arm tightened around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him.

“Would you like me to walk you to your room?” he asked, as we walked down the hall. “Or would you like to go to mine?”

“I want to go to yours,” I answered, looking up at him.

His eyes were straight ahead. “Is that why you got me so fucking hard in that car?”

I exhaled. “Yes.”

He licked his lips and seemed to take a deep breath. Without making eye contact, he nodded.

Wordlessly, Nick used his keycard to unlock his hotel room. He stepped back, letting me enter first. I only took a few steps into the freshly cleaned room before he grabbed my arm and spun me around. The door slammed behind him and not even a second later, his mouth was on mine.

I gasped.

All the pent-up sexual tension between us exploded. Our lips nipped and sucked as we devoured each other. His tongue played with mine in a way that gave me chills. The kiss was lust-fueled and unrestrained as we yanked, pulled, and tugged ateach other. It wasn’t until my dress dropped and pooled at my feet that I’d realized that he’d stripped me.

Oh, he’s good, I thought, deepening the kiss. I’d only managed to get his pants open, yet I was standing in front of him in just my bra and G-string.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. His hands were all over my back and ass but when the bra straps fell from my shoulders, it seemed to take him by surprise. He pulled out of the kiss and his eyes zeroed in on my breasts as they slowly became exposed. He helped the bra down my arms and when it hit the floor, he reached out and stroked my hard nipples with his thumbs.

“Mmm,” I moaned softly.

The sound must’ve triggered something in him because he crashed his lips into mine. “Come here,” he groaned, moving me to the wall a few feet away. When my back met the wall, he pulled out of the kiss slightly. “What are you doing to me?”

“Anything you want,” I panted into his waiting mouth.

My words gave him the green light to explore my body. He no longer limited himself to my torso, back and ass. And the minute he found his way to the apex of my thighs, his fingers skimmed the damp lace lightly.

I sucked in a sharp breath on contact.

“Asha…” He slipped his finger inside my G-string and grazed my sensitive flesh. “Is all this for me?”

“Yes,” I murmured, gripping his shirt for dear life.

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