FIVE
W ith my hand in his, Nicolas led us straight to his room. No words were exchanged, only subtle glances. My heart thrummed against my ribcage. I released a soft breath and, before I could comprehend what was happening, we stopped in front of his room’s door.
He turned in my direction, squeezing my hand gently. "You're sure about this?" His eyes bored into my soul at this point, those greys irises looking directly into the deepest, darkest parts of me. Unravelling me slowly, as though I were a piece of cotton thread.
"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't sure." He used his free hand to caress my cheek and I leaned into his touch, my eyes fluttering. Warmth coated my skin, contrasted by his cold demeanour.
"I didn't ask you for the attitude, I believe I asked you a simple yes or no question."
"You didn't ask for attitude, but it's always on the house." He shook his head, biting his lower lip. Nicolas exhaled loudly while leaning in, darkness lingering in his lustful gaze. He scrutinised me, looking at me like I tormented him in some way.
"Gabriella," he said sternly, moving his palm to the nape of my neck. "I asked if you're sure because once we're behind closed doors, I'm going to ravish you. And that's me being polite about it."
His touch was too warm against my skin, igniting me from the inside out. We were so close that if I wanted to kiss him right now, I could do it. "And if you were to be impolite, what would you say?" I whispered. I didn't want sweetness, I wanted darkness. I wanted roughness.
His grip around my nape and hand tightened, his eyes darkening again.
"Once we're inside that room," his eyes flickered toward the door for a split second and then back to me, "I plan to ruin you for everyone else."
I gasped as he continued. "I'm going to fuck you for hours, on every surface, in various positions." He tilted his head to the side, moving his face a little closer. "After tonight, I want you to remember what we did here. Even if you try forget, it would simply be impossible to do so."
"I won't forget you," I admitted, because that was the truth. He didn't strike me as the type of guy that was easy to forget. If anything, he'd probably plague my every thought.
"Good." He removed his hand from my skin to retrieve his keycard from his shorts’ pocket. He scanned it against the lock and the door opened with a loud click. "After you."
As soon as I closed the door behind us, I pushed her against it, wrapping my hand around her throat. I wanted to constrict her airflow, but decided against it. I rubbed my thumb over her pulse, feeling it quicken underneath the pad of my finger.
"You're so beautiful," I murmured, finding it difficult to look away from her. She gazed at me intensely and, for the first time in my life, I felt fucking nervous.
Aside from that, I only participated in a quick fuck here and there. Nothing more, nothing less. But tonight, I wanted more. I wanted everything. "From the moment I first saw you, I knew I needed to have you. Fucking gorgeous girl."
I placed soft kisses in her neck, making her whimper. "You even sound so angelic." Our height difference was comical with her being much shorter than me. "Your skin is soft, so warm." Sloppily, I kissed her neck, dragging my tongue along her flesh.
"Nico." Nobody's ever called me that before, but God I wanted to hear her say it continuously until she was fucking sick of it. "There's too much talking and not enough action," she murmured breathlessly. I chuckled, kissing along her jawline and then brushed my lips over hers.
She leaned in, attempting to kiss me, and unintentionally pressed her neck harder against palm, but I effortlessly pushed her back—her head making contact with the wooden door behind her with a soft thud.
She hissed, glaring at me with those seductive eyes. "If I really talk that much, then I shouldn't be letting you kiss me," I deadpanned.
Gabriella whined, trying to remove my hand from her neck. "You really get under my skin."
"I want to do more than just get under your skin, I want to be inside of you. In more ways than one. Mark my words, Gabriella—I'm going to ensure that you'll always feel my hands lingering on your skin, underneath it, all over you, every fucking where."
Her pulse quickened and I tightened my grip around her neck. She didn't know what she was getting herself into with me.
"Your heart is beating so fast." I squeezed a little harder. Her eyes fluttered and her lips parted slightly. "Are you nervous?"
She grabbed a hold of my forearm, looking at me with sultry eyes. "I'm not nervous. Why? Should I be?" she asked softly, closing her eyes.
"Look at me," I murmured desperately, sliding my hand from her neck to face. I caressed her cheek, gazing at her intently.
We were so close together I could feel her heart beating against my chest. Our bodies were pressed tightly against each other, almost moulding into one. "You should be nervous because I'm going to devour you, pretty girl," I whispered.
She gazed at me with those hazel coloured eyes, blinking slowly. Her luscious, soft lips were slightly parted until she darted her tongue out, running it along her lower lip.
"Really?" she questioned, placing her hands on my hips and then squeezing it before gently moving them towards my back. She caressed my spine, making me shiver.
This woman had me under her spell and we barely knew each other. "Fair warning, mikrí petaloúda ." I lowered my head next to her ear and her back arched, unintentionally pushing her breasts against my chest. "I've been dying to get a taste of you."
I slid my hand downward, wrapping it around her throat and squeezed lightly. The amount of pressure applied wasn't enough to restrict her airflow, but judging by the look on her face, she was definitely enjoying it.
"I'm going to eat you whole, and when I'm done with you, the only man you'll ever think about is me. Every time you sit down, you'll remember what we did. Every time you close your eyes, you'll remember the touch of my hands on your body."
She bit her lip, her eyes slowly drooping. Then she uttered the words that sent me into a downward spiral of obsession. "There's nothing I want more."
And just like that, my restraint snapped, fell to the floor, and broke into a million fucking pieces. I crashed my lips onto hers, instantly receiving a moan from her.
My hands roamed everywhere, caressing every inch of her exposed skin. She arched her back off the door, leaning into me. I bit her lower lip, her lips finally parting, and that's when I slid my tongue into her mouth.
Holy shit . I could feel myself falling into the dark abyss, grasping the air to try and save myself, but it was useless. I placed both palms on her fat ass and easily lifted her off the ground. It's as if she weighed nothing.
I couldn't fucking breathe anymore, but I'd be damned if we stopped tongue kissing. She wrapped her legs around my waist, held onto my shoulders for support, and pressed her white acrylic nails into the flesh.
I groaned into her mouth, pulling away for air and nipped at her jawline. We panted heavily while I carried her towards the bed. Her whines were the sexiest fucking thing I've ever heard.
I wanted to bruise her. Mark her. I wanted, no—I needed everyone to see my claim on her. I sucked on the flesh of her neck, earning me a soft moan from her. "Oh my God."
When I reached the bed, I threw her down on it. Gabriella's breath hitched due to the impact and I watched her bounce slightly. "My name's Nicolas." I wrapped my hand around her throat and pushed her back, pinning her against the mattress. "Not God, say my name."
She swallowed hard and gazed at me with droopy, lustful eyes. " Nicolas," she said breathlessly. With one knee on the bed in between her legs, I bent down, sucking on her bottom lip again.
She whimpered softly and weaved her fingers into my hair, tugging on the strands. The harshness of her actions paired with the softness of her hands made me groan.
I tugged on the fabric of her throw over and frowned. "Take this off." My hold on her neck faltered and I stepped back, watching her with hungry eyes.
"What if I want you to take it off?" she asked in that sweet tone. I shook my head, folding my arms across my bare chest. Her gaze lingered on my upper body for a moment too long.
"I planned on removing the rest of your clothing, but seeing as though you're so inquisitive, you'll do it. So take off everything ." The command was stern, leaving no room for argument.
With shaky hands, she pulled the thin garment over her head and tossed it aside. Then, she tugged on the strings of her bikini top, allowing it to fall down. Her large tits were on full display, her nipples pebbling in the process.
She released a sharp breath before loosening the strings of her bikini bottoms, lifting her hips slightly so she could get rid of the item completely.
Gabriella looked so fucking delectable. I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into her, in both the figurative and literal sense. I stalked towards her, spreading her legs wide open.
The woman was a goddess. Supple skin, curly hair that smelled absolutely divine, curves that chipped away at my insanity, and large tits that I wanted to leave bite marks on. I've never been this turned on before.
"Fuck’s sake," I murmured, eying her pussy that was already glistening. I dropped to my knees in front of the bed, pulling her closer to me. Half of her ass hung off the edge and I wrapped my arms around her thighs to keep her in place.
Her body shook slightly and I smirked at her. "Nicolas," she murmured, looking down at me.
"Yes?" I blew against her core, watching her tremble. "Something wrong?" I asked in a condescending tone. She furrowed her eyebrows, digging her teeth into her bottom lip.
"What are you doing?" Her voice was quite the contrast to her sinful appearance. That angelic, soft tone of voice didn't quite match her physique that simply oozed sex appeal and sin. My favourite kind of sin.
"I think you know what I'm doing." I kissed her inner thigh, trailing my tongue along her skin. I alternated between the left and right thigh. "But if you need an explanation—" I placed a soft kiss on top of her pussy.
Her back arched off the bed and she slid her fingers into my hair once more, tugging harder on the strands which made me groan. "I'm about to eat your pussy until you're a whimpering, fucking mess. That's what I'm doing."
She gasped, and in that moment, I buried my face in between her legs, licking and sucking her clit like my life depended on it. "Oh—" she moaned, the sound like music to my ears. Like a symphony.
Her grip on my hair tightened as I continued to eat her out, slurping and gently nibbling on the flesh. "Fuck, you taste so damn good," I murmured against her skin. "So sweet ."
"Nico," she whimpered, her legs shaking as she tried to squeeze them shut. My head was trapped between her voluptuous thighs, and quite frankly, I could stay here forever.
I pulled away for a few seconds, smirking at her. "Is this all it took to rid you of that attitude?" Then I dived back in.
Heavy breathing, wet sloshing sounds, and her soft moans filled the hotel room. Each sound reverberating off the walls and hitting my eardrums with a shear force that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Are you going to come already?" I mocked, flicking my eyes towards her face. Her eyebrows were knitted together, her lips parted and her cheeks flushed. " Pathetic ," I said softly, causing her to toss her head back, a loud moan slipping past those luscious lips.
Seems like degradation turned her on because she got wetter on my tongue, my saliva mixing with her arousal. She gasped and writhed against me as I continued to work my tongue in between her folds.
"Oh shit ," she moaned, dragging the last word. Her moans became louder and I loved the sound of it. I could listen to her moaning for hours on end and I'd never get tired of it.
I furrowed my eyebrows, feasting on her as if she were my lifeline. She had my head in a death grip between her thighs, my nose and mouth completely shoved against her pussy.
It was almost hard to breathe, but I didn't care. I needed to make her come on my tongue. I inserted a finger into her pussy and that was the straw that broke the camel's back. Her pussy clenched around my finger the second I slid it inside of her, immediately coming around it and drenching my mouth.
Gabriella slapped a palm over her mouth, muffling the string of moans that slipped past her lips. I grabbed a hold of her thighs and pushed them against her chest.
I didn't stop. I slurped on her pussy and helped her ride out her orgasm as another one approached. "Nicolas," she gasped, placing her palms on my head and tried pushing my head away. "Oh God. I'm going to come again," she whimpered.
"Give me another," I murmured against her skin. "I know you can." She tasted absolutely delectable and I was addicted after indulging just once. With that being said, Gabriella orgasmed again, her arousal coating my skin and lips.
She twitched as I released her thighs from my grip, her skin slightly red due to the tight hold I had on her. I licked my lips and used the back of my hand to wipe my face. " Fuck , look at all of your come dripping down my face."
She looked at me with those droopy eyelids and parted lips, her chest rising and falling. "What have I gotten myself into?" She released a shaky breath.
I chuckled darkly, wrapping my hands around her throat. "You're in my world now and I'm going to consume you, Gabriella. Every single inch of you."