EIGHTEEN
I should've definitely had more willpower. I should've been the one who talked Gabriella out of this hasty decision, but Lord knows how much I yearned for her.
The urge to feel her wrapped around my cock was too overwhelming to ignore. "Tell me to stop," I said as I pushed her onto my bed. She fell backward and her body bounced slightly on the mattress as I looked down at her.
"I can't do that, not when I'm feeling this way, Nico." I licked my lips, slowly pulling my t-shirt over my head.
"Fuck," I murmured, reaching out to wrap a hand around her delicate throat. "Reassure me, let me hear you say how much you want this."
"I want this so bad, no—I need it," she whined, digging her nails into my forearm. "Really, really bad."
"Get up, pretty girl." I released her from my hold and helped her up. "I need you butt naked in the next few seconds or I'll rip this shit off your body." One by one, I unbuttoned her shirt, slowly revealing her smooth, tan skin to my line of sight.
"You truly are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." She shivered and I could feel her staring at me, but I focused on getting the garment undone.
"You're always ready to give me compliments."
"They're not just compliments, it's the truth." When I reached the last button, I slid my hands upward and practically yanked the garment off her. She was compliant, helping me remove it from her upper body.
I gripped her jaw, tilting her head back and peppered soft, wet kisses along her jawline before focusing on her neck. Gabriella reached out to me, grabbing my waist. Her gentle, innocent touch was enough to set me off.
Little broken gasps fell from her lips and I knew that the last bit of restraint I had no longer existed in this moment. "Is it just me or is it hot in here?" she murmured, and I chuckled against her skin.
Multitasking was never my specialty, but I've learned to perfect the skill over the years. I kissed and nibbled on the flesh in her neck while simultaneously pushing her skirt down. I trailed my kisses downward across her chest, on the upper part of her tits, down her abdomen, until I was on my knees in front of her. "I'll let you in on a little secret, mikrí petaloúda ."
Gabriella's gaze was fixed on me, her eyes burning with an emotion I couldn't decipher. "You've got my full attention."
"I would never bow down before a woman, but for you, I'd crawl if you asked me to." Her eyes drooped until it was difficult to see her irises. She placed both hands on my shoulders, digging her nails into my skin.
"You're such a good boy ." My heart skipped a beat at the praise. I've surely never been referred to as a boy before, but in that context, I'd happily be labelled as a good boy.
I pulled her skirt down completely, waiting for her to lift each foot so I could get rid of the garment.
Now that my seductress was in nothing but her underwear, I took my sweet time to admire the piece of art in front of me.
That's what Gabriella was. A work of art. A masterpiece. "Call me a good boy again and I might just come in my pants." She laughed softly and I could feel my limbs buzzing with a foreign feeling.
Seeing her smile definitely assisted in the release of endorphins in my bloodstream. "You shouldn't have told me that, because now I'll use it to my advantage."
With my index fingers hooked inside the waistband of her panties, I tugged the flimsy material down, but ripped it in the process. The rough action elicited a gasp from her. "Stop playing with me."
My eyes zeroed in on her pussy and I licked my lips. It already glistened with wetness and was freshly waxed.
"How can I when playing with you is so fun?" I raised an eyebrow at her words, running my hands along the sides of her legs.
"Did you plan this?"
She looked at me in confusion. "Plan what?"
"Me fucking you." Before she could answer, I used my thumbs to spread her labia open, making her moan. "Did you wax for me?"
"Do you really want me to answer those questions right now?" She breathed heavily and I laughed at her reaction.
"Your bra," I said harshly. "Remove it." Compliance was something this woman didn't lack. She hurriedly removed it, leaving her completely bare.
I pushed her back onto the bed and she landed gracefully. Her curly hair was sprawled out on the sheets, the soft, brown ringlets a stark contrast to the crisp, white bedding.
She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes as I removed my jeans, then my briefs. My cock sprang free, the ache only intensifying as each second passed by.
"Are you just going to look at me all night long or are you going to do something?" Her eyes lingered on my erection.
"Oh, I'm going to do plenty, but for now, you'll do all of the work." I sat down on the edge of the bed and then fell backward. "Sit on my face."
Gabriella sat upright, resting her body weight on her palms and turned to look at me. "What do you mean?"
"I think it's self-explanatory." I curled my index finger, motioning for her to come closer. "Get over here and smother me with that pretty pussy, Gabriella."
She hesitated for a few minutes, biting her lip so hard it nearly drew blood. Before I could drag her across my face, she crawled towards me and straddled my head.
"Like this?" she asked, hovering above my face with her dripping wet cunt.
I placed my palms on her tits, pinching the nipples between my fingers. My hands moved downward, until I reached her thighs. "Fuck yes, now sit down. Suffocate me if you have to."
"Nicolas, I don't think—" I slapped her ass really hard, making her lower her head as she moaned softly.
I wrapped both arms around her thighs and pulled her downward. Her pussy slammed down onto my face and she released a loud whimper.
"That's better. Now ride my face, Gabriella." She placed both palms on the headboard, moving her hips back and forth. My tongue was pressed flatly against her clit as she fucked herself against it .
The volume of her moans increased and I tightened my grip around her thighs. My dick painfully ached at this point, but before I sank into her, I needed to make her feel good.
I needed her to come on my tongue. "This feels so good." Her rolling motion turned into desperate humping and I dug my fingertips into her supple skin, groaning against her wet heat.
"I think I'm going to come," she whimpered. "Nicolas."
"Say it again," I spoke against her clit as I slapped the inside of her thigh, causing her body to jerk. "I want you to say my name over and over again like it's a prayer, a mantra. Like it's your goddamn salvation."
I closed my mouth around her clit, sucking on the flesh as she rode towards her orgasm. "Nicolas." The sound was extremely saccharine, almost sending me into a manic state.
Her legs trembled and from my peripheral vision I could see her gripping the sheets tightly. "Nicolas, why does it feel like I'm going to pee?" She furrowed her eyebrows, looking down at me with droopy eyelids.
Fuck yes, she was going to squirt . "Keep going," I mumbled, pulling her closer. Gabriella tossed her head back, humping against my face with fervour.
"Nico." Her tits shook slightly with each thrust of her hips, and at this moment in time, I'd combust if I didn't control myself. "I'm close." Her voice was barely audible, and with one last thrust, her body shook violently as she squirted on my face.
I hummed in satisfaction, swallowing every last drop of her orgasm. The liquid dripped down the side of my mouth as she worked through her climax. She shivered, breathing heavily before looking down at me.
Gabriella bit her lip, watching me intently as she tried to come down from her high. When she stopped her movements, I quickly flipped her over and pulled her towards the edge of the bed.
She gasped at the sudden change of dynamics. "Who knew you'd be a squirter?" Her lips parted and the look she gave me indicated my words heavily affected her.
"Filthy mouth," she said softly, making me chuckle. Her breathing was still heavy, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
"The things I have planned for you is definitely filthy, that's for sure." I climbed off the bed, pulling her with me before roughly turning her onto her stomach.
Her feet touched the ground and I ran my fingers down the length of her back. When I reached her ass, I whipped my hand across the flesh. The cracking sound was overwhelmingly loud and she squirmed as I watched her skin turn red.
"What do you have planned?" she asked, slowly turning her head to look back at me.
I placed my palm on her ass, moving my hand towards her slit and slipped two fingers into her cunt. "Oh," she gasped.
"I'm going to fill this pretty pussy with my come and you're going to thank me for it." She moaned loudly, pressing her face into the sheets. "I'll do it repeatedly, until you're a dripping mess by the time I'm through with you."
Gabriella whimpered, wiggling against my fingers. I grabbed a fistful of hair, holding her head up. "Why won't you let me hear you? Is the thought of being cream pied by me too much for you to handle?"
She clenched around my fingers while I pumped them inside of her. "I can't—"
"You can't what?" I stopped my movements, slowly removing my fingers from her pussy. "You're so sticky, so wet."
"Why did you stop?" she whined, which in turn earner her another slap on her bottom. "Shit," Gabriella cursed softly, something she didn't do often.
I held onto her hair, tugging her head back. "Clean up your mess." She parted her delectable lips, wrapping them around my fingers and sucked off her arousal. "Good girl."
I moved away from her, grabbing my belt off the floor and then used it to bind her hands together. "God, you're a sight for sore eyes. Bent over, hands bound, and spread wide open for me."
She struggled slightly, but I held the back of her neck, pressing her head into the mattress. "Tell me to stop, Gabriella."
"No, I don't want you to stop." Her voice was muffled and I inhaled sharply before slowly sinking myself into her. Feeling her bare for the first time was enough to almost make me combust on the spot.
We moaned simultaneously and I tossed my head back, overwhelmed by the sensation. I wrapped both hands around the front of her throat, pulling her up slightly. "I'm going to fuck you like I hate you, but you'll love every second of it, won't you? I'm sure you love it when I fuck you like a little slut and then pamper you like a queen afterwards, isn’t that right?"
She only whimpered in response, nodding her head. Her brows were furrowed, those thick lips parted and her cheeks rosier than I've ever seen it before.
"Are you on birth control?" My voice was hoarse and I finally buried myself to the hilt.
"No," she moaned. I released a heavy breath, pulling out slowly before slamming back into her. "Nicolas!"
"Good," I groaned. The past month's pent up frustration and tension was evident in the way I pounded into her. "You better not think about making use of that shit."
She gasped, struggling to answer me. "I can't think of a response right now," she murmured breathlessly .
"Even better, I only want to hear you moaning and screaming for me in any case." I worked her pussy, relishing in the sounds of her wetness.
I pummelled into her, tossing my head back. "I've dreamt of fucking you raw. Feels so damn good." Despite her being bound, she moved her arms back and struggled to place her fingers on my abdomen.
"Oh, oh my goodness." I could listen to her being pleasured 24/7. In fact, I wanted it on record so I could play it on a constant loop.
"Don't tell me you're trying to push me away."
"I need to breathe." She tapped my abdomen with her fingers.
"If you want to breathe so badly, come on my cock." I held her down by the back of her neck with both hands, muffling her moans and whimpers. Her being bent over, the soft sounds she made, and the tight wet heat around my dick was going to send me into overdrive.
"Nico," she gasped, dragging her nails along my skin. "This…You're making me—" The words died on her tongue, followed by a string of whimpers.
I hissed when I felt her cunt contracting. "If you keep clenching around me like that, I'm going to lose my fucking mind."
"I can't help it, I'm going to come, Nicolas," she moaned, making me slap her ass hard. " Oh ," she breathed.
I tapped the back of her thigh, slowly pulling out of her and grabbed a fistful of hair so I could pull her up. The loss of contact made me groan, but I had my reasoning. "On the bed."
She hurriedly followed my instructions. "Good girl. On your knees, arch that back for me, and place your face on the mattress." Watching her become so submissive and obey my commands really did something to me .
I got onto the bed behind her, removed the belt from her wrists, and placed both of my hands on her hips before slowly sliding inside of her. I couldn't contain my moan, cursing when I felt her envelop me again.
Gabriella placed both hands beside her head and gripped the sheet tightly. "I'm seconds away from putting a baby inside of you, mikrí petaloúda ."
The words hadn't even left my lips yet when I continued my rough thrusts. She grabbed a hold of the pillow and buried her face into it. She screamed, but the sound was muffled.
I looked down, watching myself move in and out of her creamy pussy. Glistening arousal slowly trickled down her thighs. "You're making a damn mess all of over my sheets, you dirty fucking girl."
Gabriella moved her ass against my pelvis, her movements in sync with mine as I fucked her delirious. I placed my hand on the back of her neck again, the other on her I used to play with her clit and leaned over as I pounded her.
"Nico," she groaned. Now that her hands were free and mine were occupied, she tried to stop my movements by placing her palms on my stomach once more.
"You wanted this, right?" She nodded and answered with a whiny yes . "Then don't push me away, you can take me. The only woman who can take me. Let me feel you come apart on my dick, sweetheart. Soak me."
That must've been the last straw, because Gabriella climaxed and I watched her legs shake. Her arousal coated every inch of me and I shivered, feeling my own release approaching.
"Again." I slapped her ass. "Come on me again." She shook her head from side to side and that's when I came deep inside of her. I drilled her, holding her down while I emptied my balls into her tight cunt .
She clenched around me, the pitch of her moaning increasing. That's how I knew she definitely orgasmed again. The proof of both our climaxes mixed together, making her extra wet while I moved my hips back and forth.
"You're so addictive, pretty girl," I groaned. "Everything I've ever wanted and more." She moved her head sideways, trying to catch her breath.
"Not as addictive as you," she said softly, and that's when my resolve finally crumbled. This is why I gave in tonight. Gave in to my desires and to the darkest part of me that wanted to possess her wholly.
Nicolas held a cold cloth between my legs and the soothing sensation made me hum in satisfaction. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded, looking up at him from where I was sprawled out on his bed.
"You're quite the gentleman when you have time." His deep, throaty chuckle made me smile as a shiver racked through me.
"Do you really think I'd just fuck you and then toss you aside?" I glanced at him for a brief second, shrugging my shoulders. "Right, you wouldn't know, because after our first night together you left."
I grabbed his forearm. "Are you ever going to forgive me for that?"
"It depends."
"On what?" I questioned.
"How far you're willing to go for my forgiveness, Gabriella," he said softly, looking at me with an intense gaze.
"What does that mean?"
"We'll have that conversation some other time. What you need to focus on right now is resting and eating a proper meal. You've just had candy today, haven't you?"
I looked away from him because there was no point in denying it. "I had breakfast this morning." I paused before excitedly adding. "And the snacks at the movie theatre."
"Snacks don't count as food." The cloth was still pressed firmly against my throbbing pussy, but at this point, it was forgotten about. "And what did you have for breakfast?"
"A bagel with scrambled eggs and avocado."
"I'm going to assume you paired that with iced coffee." He didn't sound impressed, but my main concern was trying to decipher how he knew that information.
"How do you even know that?"
"I know more about you than you think."
"I don't know why I bothered asking you that question, given the fact that you knew my location for an entire month and I never disclosed it."
Nicolas chuckled softly, running his fingers through his hair. "That's just the tip of the iceberg." He removed the cloth, tossing it over his shoulder. "Get comfortable, I'll order us something to eat."
I didn't even protest yet, but the look he gave me made me instantly retract. "I don't have a say in this do I?"
"No," is all he said before exiting the room.
"Thank you for the food," I said, munching on a chicken sandwich while I sat in one of Nicolas' oversized tees. The garment was hopelessly too big for me and I practically swam in the material.
"You don't have to thank me." It was definitely strange to see this side of him. If I were being honest, I didn't think I'd ever see him again after Cabo. "Just make sure you eat everything."
"Are you always so demanding?" I asked softly.
"I'm not demanding."
"Okay, so then what would you call it? Do you always have to be in control?" Nicolas popped a fry in his mouth, chewing slowly.
"Control?" he repeated. "Yes, you could say that. I like having things done my way. I'm sure you'll come to accept that in the near future."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Seems like that's not open for discussion."
"I'm always open to these kind of discussions, Gabriella, and I'm very open minded." His response made me roll my eyes.
"You're not fooling anyone with that sarcastic response."
"Who says I'm being sarcastic? I'm a truthful, honest man." He came closer to me and I immediately placed my sandwich back on my plate.
"Are you?"
When he stood directly in front of me, he looked down, pushing a few strands of hair behind my ear. "Would you be here with me right now if I wasn't?"
"I've been a bad judge of character in the past," I teased, smiling at him. He reciprocated the action and shook his head.
"You're too playful for your own good," he murmured, bending down to place a soft kiss on my lips. "I'm going to corrupt you. You're so sweet, so innocent."
"If that's the case, then why did you even approach me in the first place?"
"Maybe that's what I wanted," he spoke against my lips. "To taint you. Chip away at that innocence until you're nothing but a broken version of yourself that only I can fix. "
My jaw dropped and I swallowed hard, unable to form a coherent sentence. "What's the matter, Gabriella?" he asked in a condescending tone. "Are you at a loss for words?"
"You always say things that make me forget my train of thought."
"In other words, I leave you speechless then?" He laughed.
"You're annoying."
"If I'm as annoying as you state, then why does your pussy weep for me?"
I closed my eyes, trying to think of something to say, but my words failed me. "Has anyone ever told you how infuriating you are?"
"Yeah, but I don't give a fuck about anybody's opinion. I value yours, though." He smiled. "However, you and I both know I'm not infuriating."
"Maybe you're just in denial," I stated.
"Or maybe you're just being a little brat."
"You don't like it when I'm a little brat, Nico?"
"No," he said sternly. "Do you know what I do to little brats like you?"
"I'm curious," I nodded, "so tell me."
He wrapped his large hand around my throat, holding the column of my neck loosely. Despite him not applying any pressure, there was a dangerous glint in his eye. He caressed my skin with his thumb. "I'd make you run. I'd watch you run. You'd probably try so hard to escape me, but you and I both know you wouldn't make it far," he whispered.
"And then what?" I asked, breathless.
"Then I'd catch you, tie you to my bed, and pound your tight pussy until you couldn’t even think straight." My breath hitched and I involuntarily squeezed my thighs together .
Nicolas laughed, placing a soft kiss on my cheek before whispering in my ear, "Does the idea of being chased and defiled by me turn you on, pretty girl?"
"You're insane, you're literally insane," I said breathlessly.
"You love it." He released me from his hold and stepped back. "Now, eat your food." I didn't know how he expected me to do anything after that stunt he pulled.
Now I sat in shock with soaked underwear and a racing heart.