Chapter 19 #3
Eric dropped down to sit, legs splayed, then crooked a finger at her.
Carefully, Nikolett straddled his thighs, still standing. “Me on top?” she asked.
“I want to kiss you the first time I fuck you. I want to see the look in your eyes the first time my cock is inside your pussy.” He grabbed her ass and yanked her forward, until she was kneeling on the bench, her knees braced by his hips. The head of his cock pressed to her mons.
“You’re too short for that to happen lying down.”
A momentary unease fluttered through her, because Eric wasn’t the first man to call her short recently. She shoved the thought aside.
“Plus, this way you can control how much of my cock you take. For this first time, we need that. Now, look at me, Nikki.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she locked gazes with him. Eric reached between them, grabbing his cock and angling it to her pussy. He took a moment to rub her clit with the head, and she swore she could feel the gentle dip of the slit almost cupping her clit.
Then the fat head slid down, spreading her labia open around itself, until it notched at her entrance.
He was big.
Nikolett swallowed, warring urges to slam herself down on him, to force her body to take him all at once, and to go slow, to take him centimeter by centimeter.
Eric’s hands stroked her from knee to ribs and back, a soothing touch. He kissed her softly, lips hovering over hers as their breath mingled.
Nikolett tried to sink down on him, but she’d gotten in her own head, and her vagina was clenched tight. The head pressed in but any more felt impossible.
“I need…” she breathed.
“Pain or submission?” he asked, and the fact that those were his offers made her shiver.
“I don’t know.”
Wrapping one arm around her waist to steady her, he urged her to lean back.
Eric kissed the top of each breast, leaving a warm, wet spot that immediately chilled in the cool air. That in turn made her already hard nipples even tighter.
Eric tipped his head, taking one nipple into his mouth.
Arousal shot through her, a direct line from nipple to pussy that he tugged with each suck.
The hand not around her back cupped her other breast, thumb delicately rolling her hard nipple.
Nikolett threaded her hands in his hair, holding him against her breast. Her arousal was hot and insistent now, and she rolled her hips, the tip of his cock now firmly lodged in her, but there was still shaft left for her to take.
As one, the gentle touches on her nipples flipped to pain.
He pinched and twisted at the same time he bit down.
Nikolett cried out, instinctively leaning away, but his arm around her back kept her in place.
That same arm shifted, going vertical as he gripped the hair at the base of her skull while his forearm was braced between her shoulder blades. He pulled, forcing her head back, her face up, then kept going until her back arched.
All while he twisted and pinched one nipple as he tugged the other with his teeth.
Pain mixed with pleasure, making the pleasure more than it could have been on its own.
He released her nipple from his mouth, only to rub it with his stubbly chin, the hundreds of prickles making her cry out as her toes curled.
“Eric!”
“Take my cock. Now.”
Nikolett whimpered as she obeyed, sinking down onto his hot, hard length with one quick drop. She felt every centimeter of it opening and stretching her. Tunneling into her, making space for him inside her.
She was exhaling soft, mewling sounds when she finally stopped, unable to take more. She tried to look down, but he still held her hair. She whimpered again, and he released her, giving her back control of her head. Looking down, she saw there was still a good amount of shaft she hadn’t taken.
She met his gaze, scared she’d see disappointment there, because right now, her greatest desire was to be everything he wanted and needed in a lover.
He studied her, and whatever he saw in her expression made him lean in to gently kiss her. “Trust me, Nikki. If I want to be balls deep, I’ll put you on your knees and fuck you from behind.”
She nodded mutely, having fully given in to her own need to not be in control, to be someone different from the Nikolett the world knew.
Only with him.
Gripping his shoulders, Nikolett started to move, up and forward, then down and back. His cock slid in and out, and each time, the pressure of him entering her was fresh and powerful.
“That’s it, Nikki, love. Take my cock.”
“More, please,” she begged.
“You like hearing me tell you what a good girl you are?” His breathing was unsteady, and one hand gripped her hip, digging in as he helped set the pace. “Or you like hearing how I’ll use you. Punish you.”
“Both. Both. Eric, please…”
“I’ve had your mouth, but I’m going to use it again before I take your ass. I’ll need to stretch you, train you to take me there.”
She moaned.
“I’m going to bend you over the balcony railing at Triskelion and fuck you from behind as your pretty, sensitive nipples rub and bounce on the hard stone.”
The wet sounds of sex filled the elegant hotel room, and when Nikolett opened her eyes, she saw the city of Paris, beautiful in the sun, glossy after the rain of a few days ago, through the window at Eric’s back.
The sight was nothing compared to the way he looked at her.
Nikolett slowed as a deeper, truer emotion took sway from the near-peak arousal.
“Eric,” she said softly.
He must have felt the shift too, or maybe she was picking it up from him.
“Nikolett.”
She cupped his face, leaned in, and kissed him, sealing their lips together. He took control of the pace, big hands gripping her ass as he moved her up and down in a slow, rolling motion, as he kissed her back.
Instead of the heat and burn of summer, the moment became something softer—the warm promise of spring.
And like spring, what they had was unstoppable, full of potential and hope.
The pace faltered, and Eric groaned against her mouth. She felt his cock twitch inside her and knew he was close.
Feeling that was what pushed her over her own edge. As he groaned, forcing her hips down, his cock deeper inside her than ever before, Nikolett’s orgasm rippled through her.