Page 65 of Keeping My Girl

“Whatever I did wrong, I’m sorry,” he starts, apologizing and surprising me, as he closes the door behind him.

I thought he was going to come in here accusing me of trying to force him to do something he clearly doesn’t want to do. “It’s me who should be apologizing. I won’t do it again,” I say quickly.

“Do what again?”

“I won’t try to kiss you…or touch you again,” I promise.

“Lina, what are you…why wouldn’t you try to do that again?”

“Because you obviously don’t want me. You obviously think…” My words trail off. I can’t even say my evil thoughts aloud. That will make them tooreal.

“I think what?” he asks, narrowing his eyes at me. He comes closer, gripping my arms firmly. “Tell me what I think, Lina,” he demands, his voice dropping a few octaves.

“You don’t want me. You think I’m…broken.” I close my eyes, effectively blocking him out, because I don’t want to see on his face that I’m right. But then I hear him…laughing? I slowly open my eyes, and sure enough, Nico is laughing at me. “You’re an asshole!” I yell before I shrug out of his grip and stumble backwards, needing the distance between us before I do something I’ll regret.

“Lina, you think I don’t want you?” he asks with a cocked brow, the laughter totally erased and his expression deadly serious now.

“Yes,” I confess in a whisper.

“There hasn’t been a day in the past ten years when I haven’t thought about you, Lina. And ever since you’ve gotten back, there hasn’t been a minute or even a fucking second that has passed when you haven’t been on my mind.” He pins me to the wall with an intense look, his eyes darkening. “You think I don’t want you?” he scoffs, as if the very notion is inconceivable. “I want you with every single fiber of my being. I want you more than I want to fucking breathe most days. I want to be with you more than I’ve ever wanted anything else in this entire world!” he shouts, exasperated.

His words render me speechless.

“You think because I don’t fuck you that I don’t want you?” he asks with a heavy sigh. “You’re wrong, Lina. So fucking wrong.” His searing stare causes my heart to skip a beat inside of my chest when he asks, “What can I do to prove it to you?”

The words are out of my mouth before I can even stop them. “Kiss me.”

Nico moves towards me, eating up the space between us in just a few strides. Then, he captures my face in his large palms, pressing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss that has my knees growing weak.

When he pulls back, his eyes meet mine. “You’re not broken, Lina. You’re fucking beautiful and smart and funny and…perfect for me. I just didn’t want to push you into doing something you weren’t ready for.” He captures my lower lip between his teeth and sucks. Hard. “Trust me, it’s been so fucking difficult keeping my hands off of you,” he whispers against my mouth. “I didn’t want to push you away. I didn’t want you to run. It would kill me to lose you again,” he says vehemently, his eyes so mournful and lost in that moment.

“That will never happen. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere,” I promise before I press my mouth against his. And when his lips part on a throaty groan, my tongue darts out and licks against his, tasting him. He’s letting me take control, and I feel…powerful, for the first time ever.

I moan as his hands grip my backside, grinding me against his hard body, his erection pressing up against my stomach. Liquid heat begins to pool in my belly as his lips trail from my mouth down my neck. All my fears and bad thoughts disappear in that instant, and I know that I could easily get addicted to his touch.

Moving his lips back to meet mine, his hungry kiss consumes me, stealing every exhalation from my lungs. And suddenly, the kissing and touching isn’t enough for me. It feels like my entire body is on fire, my skin burning like a torch is being held against it. I need more. So much more.

“I need you,” I beg against his lips.

He hums in approval and starts backing me over towards the bed. Our clothes are unceremoniously removed in a hurry, piles of clothes fluttering to the floor like we’re in a race to see who can get naked first. I’m nervous about him seeing me naked for the first time…but when I see his eyes feasting on my form, all doubts I had before suddenly float into the background.

I sit down on the edge of the bed, nervous but excited all at the same time. It feels like I’ve been waiting for this moment forever. Like all the roads we took with the bends and twists and turns all led us to here. And now that it’s finally happening, it’s hard to grasp the existence of it all.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, Lina,” Nico tells me before his tongue swipes over his full bottom lip. “I need to taste you again, baby.”

Before I can even blink, he hooks his hands under my thighs and drags me down the bed towards him. The moment his mouth makes contact against my swollen little nub, I cry out, fisting the sheets in my hands. I watch him feast on me, the erotic sight turning me on like nothing else has ever done in my entire life.

His hands lock onto my thighs, holding me still, not letting me escape an ounce of the pleasure he’s giving me. Each swirl over my clit sends me rocketing off to the moon, and he doesn’t stop licking and sucking until I’m tumbling over the edge, calling out his name and panting like I’ve just run a marathon.

My body is trembling from the aftershocks as he continues to lazily sweep his tongue over my clit until I finally cry out, “Nico, please!” I have this building ache inside of me that’s growing more painful by the minute. I need him inside of me.

“I’m here, baby,” he tells me before crawling onto the bed above me. With his thick cock in his hand, he strokes it a few times, enticing me. I bite my lip, watching him, unable to look away. “Tell me what you want, Lina,” he demands, staring into my eyes, as he rubs the crown of his cock over my wet slit.

He’s asking for permission. Not just taking what he wants. And he has no idea how much that means to me. “Please, Nico. Please fuck me,” I gasp out.

My words seem to please him. He closes his gray eyes for a moment before he opens them again, and I can see the raging fire brewing inside of him. He notches his cock at my entrance, and gently, so slowly it’s almost torturous, he enters me.

I grimace, expecting pain. But I’m so wet from my orgasm that his thick cock slides in without even so much as a twinge of discomfort. “Wow,” I pant out in disbelief. Even though I thought sex would always be painful for me, I still wanted to try it with Nico. Imagine my surprise that it’s not and that it actually…feels good. My eyes roll in the back of my head as he begins to fuck me nice and slow. “Oh god!” I cry out.

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