Chapter 9 #2
Maggie tried not to look at him. She must not look at him, she told herself sternly, as her eyes traveled over his muscular frame.
Even though the room was dark, she could clearly see why she’d never wanted him in this room.
No longer was it a feminine haven. Nick was a big man, and he cast an even bigger shadow with the firelight behind him.
She would forever remember the man before her and how he looked tonight.
He began to remove her clothes. Nick’s strong hands slid up her legs and pulled down her skirt, smiling when he saw that she was sans panties.
He pushed her tank top up and caressed her breasts, nibbling on her nipples through the lace of her bra.
Maggie put her hands up to unsnap the front, but Nick took them and put them firmly down at her sides.
He continued to tease and torment her while she arched her back, trying to get closer to his mouth.
After what seemed to be hours, Nick moved to her neck and sucked softly as he deftly unsnapped the bra and pushed it off her breasts, revealing hard nipples begging for more.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered in her ear as he nipped at the lobe.
His hand continued to take shameful advantage of her bare breasts; he tugged and worried first one nipple and then the other.
Finally, he nibbled his way down her neck and arrived at the crest of her breast, kissing and lightly sucking everywhere but where she wanted it most.
His hand slid down her ribcage and over her slightly rounded belly, gliding along as if it had no particular destination in mind. Reaching her core, he skipped the best part and caressed the insides of her thighs, encouraging her to separate her legs.
Maggie wasn’t having it, but a light slap on each thigh changed her mind.
Nick gently parted her lips and found an abundance of cream which he began to paint over every nook and cranny.
He was quite the artist Maggie discovered, and she moaned when he found her hidden treasure.
Over and over again he gathered and painted, but he never entered her.
His wonderful lips still worshipped at her breast, but he would not be rushed.
Maggie was beside herself. Her hips chased his fingers and her breast his lips.
When she truly thought she would lose her mind, he entered her with his thick finger at the exact second he sucked her nipple firmly into his mouth.
His thumb danced across her clit and she shattered into a million pieces.
Maggie had no idea how she would ever put herself back together again, and she rode his hand like a mad woman.
Nick held her close as she weathered the storm.
“I’ve got you, baby. It’s all right. I’ll never let you fall, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear, stroking the hair back from her face.
As soon as her breathing returned to a somewhat normal pattern, Nick attended to her other breast and brought her back to life with just a few strokes of his fingers.
Maggie screamed as her body again shot through the clouds, and Nick held her as she continued to contract around his finger, soothing her and gently letting her come back to herself.
When she had quieted, he rolled her over on her stomach and rubbed the tension out of her shoulders and lower spine.
Maggie snuggled into the comforter with a sigh, pulling one leg up slightly into the position she liked to sleep, but Nick wasn’t having any of that yet.
Patting her still warm cheeks, he alternated with short little spanks and soft rubs.
Running his hand over her bottom, he let it slide lower and entered her from behind with his finger.
Her immediate clenching and low moan let him know she was still with him, and he gently continued rubbing for a few minutes more.
Maggie had no idea who she was in bed with.
The inexperienced Nick of fifteen years ago was gone.
The passionate but hurried Nick of New Years was gone.
The man in her bed tonight was someone she never imagined existed.
His hot hands and hungry mouth knew exactly what they were doing, and he was in no hurry tonight.
Nick turned Maggie onto her back and kissed her deeply.
His hands were again traveling the now familiar road, and she sighed softly.
Kissing his way down her body, he caressed her tummy.
Nick stopped and slid Maggie higher up on the bed.
The damn thing was just too small for him, but he’d make do for now.
Resuming his delightful journey, he continued downward until he positioned himself between Maggie’s legs.
His broad shoulders prevented her from closing them, and that was exactly what he wanted.
Maggie tried to push his head away, but a crisp smack on her thigh had her rethinking her impulse.
Nick was in heaven. As far as he was concerned, there wasn’t a better place on earth than between his baby’s thighs.
Even though he was hard enough to drill a hole right through the mattress, he still had the strength to hang on for a while longer.
He loved watching Maggie come apart in his arms, and he fully intended to take advantage of this opportunity.
Kissing and nibbling his way from one thigh to the other, Nick again avoided the one place she wanted his kiss.