46. Nico #2
“I got you, baby.” I drop her knee and slip my free hand between us to rub her swollen, needy bundle of nerves. Her body tenses under my touch, signaling her climax. “Atta girl. There it is.”
“Don’t stop,” she keens, reaching for her climax.
My fingers and hips move faster in obedience. She’s not the only one close to coming.
“Time to let go and come on this big cock like my good fucking girl.” In a simultaneous move, I drive my cock inside her delectable cunt as deeply as I can and give her clit a hard pinch. I get exactly what I want and send Savannah over the edge into orgasmic bliss.
Her pussy contracts around me with a flutter, taking me over the cliff with her. We come together in an explosion of ecstasy.
I don’t know how long we ride out our orgasms or lie connected—it could be seconds or minutes—but I can with one-hundred-percent certainty say this is by far one of the greatest moments of my life.
This gorgeous, intelligent woman chose me. And I plan on choosing her every day for the rest of my life.
After a few more deep breaths, I roll over, taking Savannah with me. My cock slips from its home as she lies draped over my body. My fingers trail lazy patterns down her spine until her breaths even out.
She props her elbows on my chest and her chin on her hands. She looks completely sated and happy as she grins down at me with her sparkling eyes.
My chest swells with pride, knowing I put that smile on her face.
“I could really get used to mornings like this,” she says, then places a soft kiss on my lips.
“Me too.” I tug her face to mine and kiss her harder, tasting every inch of her mouth with my tongue until she’s once again gasping for breath.
Fuck, I could kiss her all day.
Leaning on one elbow, Savannah pulls back and places a hand on my chest. She stares at her fingers as she traces the lines of my tattoos. “Does your offer still stand?”
“What offer, amore mio?“ I push the small hairs stuck to her damp cheek behind her ear and tilt her chin back, forcing her to look me in the eye.
“To move in.” She bites her sexy bottom lip.
My heart takes off at a gallop. She hasn’t left my place since the night I showed up at her door prepared to grovel for her. It was already official for me, but this is her accepting what we already know to be true.
This is her home. I am her home.
She’s mine. And I’m hers.
“I thought I made it clear when I showed up at your door and carried you home. You live here now.”
Savannah slaps my chest. “You can’t just declare I’m moving in.”
I grip the back of her neck. “I can, and I did.”
She shakes her head with a laugh. “I guess we’d better move my things over if I live here now.”
Hell yes.
I’ve been dying for her to give me the green light to move all her stuff over. In a flash, I’m rolling her off my chest and climbing out of bed.
“What are you doing?”
I grab my boxer shorts off the floor and pull them on. “Getting dressed so I can go pack your stuff.”
“Right now?” She giggles and rolls onto her stomach to watch me.
My cock twitches at the sight of her. She’s so damn sexy, with her feet in the air and her peach-shaped ass on display.
“Fuck yeah. I don’t want you to spend another minute in that apartment. I want you here, where you belong. With me.”
Her eyes soften, and she sighs. “I love you.”
I squat down and kiss her. “I love you more.”
My phone buzzes with a text, from the bedside.
“Grab that for me, please.” I give Savannah the passcode to unlock my cell as I reach for the pair of athletic shorts lying beside my shirt. “Who’s it from?”
“Your mother,” she whispers.
I turn to find Savannah’s eyes wide with surprise and maybe a little fear. “What does it say?”
She visibly swallows as she reads the text aloud. “Family dinner tonight. Mandatory attendance. Bring Savannah and invite the team.”
Of course Ma is reaching out. I’m surprised she hasn’t until now.
There isn’t a story on the internet about me that gets past her.
My mother is also intuitive as fuck. She more than understands how Savannah and I needed a minute to get back on track.
But now, our alone time is up, and it’s time to bring in the family.
I try to read Savannah’s face as she stares at the phone.
She gives nothing away. I grab the phone from her hand and chuck it onto the bed. I lift Savannah and slip her onto my lap, forcing her to look at me. “What do you think? Ready to meet the family?”
Her eyes bounce between mine as she clings to my shoulders. “Are you ready? It’s a big step, Nico.”
“You already met my mother. Remember?”
“But not as your girlfriend. This is different.”
Girlfriend. A poor description of the woman who holds my heart in her hands.
“You’re moving in, Savannah. Don’t you think it’s a little late to be worried?”
“I guess you’re right.” She nibbles her lip, and I tug it free, kissing her mouth.
I wish I could wash away her worry. It’s unfounded. I couldn’t have fallen in love with a more perfect woman for me.
Savannah is a strong, independent woman. She knows how to put me in my place and simultaneously keep me on my toes. She wants me. Nico the man, not the baseball player with the bad boy reputation and millions in my bank account.
“My mother is going to love you. Plus, you already know Talia, and we all know she loves you. So, what do you say? Ready to meet the rest of my family?”
“I guess we’re going to dinner.”
Fuck yes. I can’t wait to introduce my girl to my family. She’s going to fit right in.
Savannah yelps when I jump to my feet with her in my arms and carry her into the bathroom. “What are you doing?”
“Gotta wash you up before I take you to meet the family.”
“Dinner is not for hours,” she sniggers and traces the lion’s mane on my neck.
“I know.” I place her on the sink and step between her legs, forcing her to look up at me as she leans back, resting her hands on the counter.
“Then why the rush?” She bites the tip of her index finger seductively.
My cock jerks. Everything she does excites me.
I clear my throat and focus on the task at hand: officially moving my girlfriend into our apartment. “We still have packing to do before dinner.”
Savannah chuckles. “I need to schedule an appointment with the management company to break my lease. That’s going to cost me.”
I brush my hands up her thighs. “About that… No need to schedule an appointment. I’ll take care of it, and there won’t be any penalty fees.”
“Really? How?” She tilts her head to the side, eyes shimmering with suspicion.
“I own the building,” I admit.
“Of course you do,” she murmurs, sliding her slender finger down my chest.
As if a light bulb goes off in her head, she sits up, bringing us nose to nose. She places her hands on my shoulders as a slow smile spreads across her face. “You turned off my water, didn’t you?”
Guilty.
“And I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” I state with pride.
Savannah throws her head back and laughs.
The sound wraps around my heart and makes me smile. I look forward to hearing that sound every day for the rest of our lives.