Chapter 25 #2
“Hopefully a dirty one that involves you and me naked behind a locked door?” I ask as he pulls out a blindfold from his back pocket.
Nico smirks.
“The best kind there is.”
The drive takes longer than I remember. For a moment, I wonder if we’re going somewhere I haven’t been before.
But when the car stops and Nico guides me up a set of stairs, I smell the Brownstone before I could even see it.
The old worn wooden floors hold a scent uniquely their own, paired with whatever kind of scent his cleaning service uses to keep the place smelling amazing.
Slowly, Nico guides me up the stairs and though I can’t see, I know we are heading straight for the bedroom. Perfect.
When we step inside, he stops me, before slowly stripping me down piece by piece until I’m standing in front of him naked and blindfolded.
Excitement is practically buzzing inside me as he lays me down onto the bed and takes my left arm, wrapping rope around my wrist before tying it to the headboard.
He gives a similar treatment to my other wrist before he grabs my leg.
“Let’s see how flexible you can be, bunny,” he says before tying a knot around my ankle and pulling my leg up towards the headboard.
I feel a deep burn in the back of my leg but I do my best to breathe through it as Nico ties up my other leg. Sucking in a deep breath, I let out another shuttering one as he speaks.
“Fuck, Cass. You look so beautiful like this. So perfect.”
“It’s intense,” I say tightly.
“I know, and you’re doing so fucking good for me. C’mere, let me see those eyes,” he says as he removes the blindfold.
My eyes blink several times, as if they forgot how to see before I look at him.
He is naked too and he’s kneeling in front of me.
My eyes roam over his muscular arms, down to his chest and abs before pausing on his cock.
Fuck. That thing is work of art. A sculpture of it should be placed in every museum so that it can stand the test of time.
Then again, I don’t want anyone else in the world to know about it because then they’ll want a shot at his perfect cock too and I’m a selfish bitch.
Nico’s hands run up and down the bottom of my thighs, slowly pushing down to stretch me deeper. I wince as heat envelops me and he shushes me softly.
“Good girl, just like that. Keep breathing. Fuck do you know how perfect you are?”
“No, but I’ll never turn down a compliment,” I say through clenched teeth.
A chuckle echoes through his chest as he shakes his head, his hand gliding down my thigh before resting on my ass cheek before he smacks it hard. I try to buck from the impact but I am rendered virtually immobile.
“You’re so perfect, Cassi. You’re beautiful, and smart. You’ve got the best fucking sense of humor,” he says as he smacks me again.
I cry out in pain as pleasure quickly follows suit.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?” he asks.
“Please just fuck me already.”
A short chuckle leaves him as he scoots closer, lining his cock up to me.
“If I hadn’t been fucking aching for you, I’d edge you. Make you wait. Bring you to the edge over and over again until you were a dripping quivering mess for me.”
I practically shake at the horror of his words. I can’t handle that. Not right now, not like this.
“Fortunately for you, I’m about as desperate as you are.”
With no further warning, he pushes into me, deepening the stretch of my legs further as he practically lays his body on top of mine.
I cry out as my legs are given no choice but to obey, the sturdy hold of the rope beginning to feel more like a lifeboat than a restriction.
It’s providing me stability, safety. Or maybe that’s how I like to justify why I enjoy being tied up and used for a man’s pleasure so goddamn much.
“Christ, babygirl. I’ve missed you,” Nico pants.
“Me too,” I nod.
“Being without you, I fucking hate it,” he snarls as his hips snap forward viciously, like he’s taking out his frustration on me.
“I hate that you’re not beside me when I wake up or fall asleep. I hate that you live your life on the other side of the goddamn country. I hate that I haven’t made you mine in all the ways humanely possible.”
The pleasure and pain are melding together into such an intoxicating combination, I’m practically floating. So much so, that I almost miss his words. Almost.
“What’s stopping you?” I ask, breathlessly as he pushes into me deeper than before.
“Time, because it’s only a matter of time. You look like mine, you feel like mine,” he says, emphasizing his words with each thrust. “So, tell me, Cassi. Are you?”
My eyes move back and forth between his, so much emotion in them. At first, all I see is primal need and desire. Then, slowly, it recedes, a hint of nervousness and uncertainty lays at the base of it all.
“I’m yours if you’re mine,” I say softly.
Nico’s eyes close, something passing across his face before he opens them once more and nods.
“I’ve been yours since you stepped into that room in the club.”
Euphoria washes over me. Not just from the way Nico is literally fucking me raw.
Not from the way his fingers move against my clit like it’s a fucking musical instrument and he’s the world class player.
A rush of warmth spreads from my chest to every inch of my body, the simple act of us together running so much deeper as we confirm what we both have already known.
This is not just lust. This is not just passion.
This…us…this is fate, and neither of us are willing to let it go for anything.
Our orgasms collide simultaneously. No words egging us on. No final moment that seals it both for us. It’s as if our bodies are in sync and they have no control over it, no other choice but to fall apart together.
Nico leans down gently, placing a kiss to my forehead before he leans up and begins quickly untying me. A wave of pleasure in the form of relief rushes through me as each limb is untangled until I’m laying on the bed limp and exhausted.
Carefully, Nico scoops me into his arms as he carries me to the bathroom where the tub is running.
When did he even get up to turn it on? My head is in a daze as he slowly steps into the jacuzzi tub, lowering us until we are submerged by the warm water.
I sigh softly as I relax into it while Nico begins gently massaging every inch of my body.
I’m like dough in his hands as I melt into his touch. We sit there for so long that we end up draining the water when it goes cold before filling it back up.
I’m currently hanging halfway out of the tub as Nico rubs my back as I speak.
“You know, it sounds silly, but when I got here, to this house…it felt like…I don’t know. Like coming home.”
His movements pause and I close my eyes and internally curse at myself. Great job. You freaked him out.
Slowly, I turn to see how bad the damage is when I find him watching me with a steady gaze.
“Yeah?” he asks.
I cringe at my stupidity.
“Sorry. Forget I said anything. I think I’m still orgasm drunk,” I laugh before facing the wall once more.
Nico resumes his work, rubbing my lower back as he speaks.
“It could be, if you want it.”
“Hm?” I ask.
“Your home. Here, with me. If you wanted it to be.”
I give him a sympathetic smile as I turn to face him. I appreciate him trying to make me feel better for sticking my fat foot in my mouth but he doesn’t have to placate me.
“I appreciate you saying that but isn’t that putting the cart before the horse?”
He shakes his head simply. “Not at all.”
I frown for a moment before a laugh escapes me.
“Nico, you’re not even single. You’re dating my sister, and you’re offering your home to me. Offering to share it, share a life. Don’t you think that’s jumping the gun a little?”
His hands stop moving as his eyes burrow into mine. For some reason, I don’t want to look at him. I don’t know why, exactly. Maybe I’m just embarrassed I brought this topic up to begin with. Maybe I don’t want to hear his response, especially involving Carly. Maybe I’m just a little chicken shit.
“This place was just a property I owned until you stepped inside. You made it feel like a home. It’s not just you that feels that way, Cass. I didn’t even go back to my penthouse after you left. I’ve been living here because I haven’t felt this…good in so fucking long.”
I’m surprised by his words, but of course he doesn’t stop there.
“As far as I’m concerned, Carly and I are through. We have been for a long time. Of course, we have to have a conversation, but I’m not focused on that. Not when I literally have my future in the palm of my hands,” he says as he grips my sides pointedly.
I shake my head.
“Let’s pretend she will take the breakup well, which prepare yourself, she won’t. What? Are you going to show up for Christmas on my arm? That will be a little awkward don’t you think?” I laugh sarcastically.
“Absolutely,” he agrees. “But you’re worth all of the awkward holidays, the misplaced judgment and any goddamn whisper in the world. I’m not going to toss aside our chance to be happy because the way we met was…”
“Unconventional?” I supply.
A rough laugh escapes his as he nods.
“To say the least.”
I smile at that as his hand begins tangling through my hair.
“At the risk of scaring you off, I’m here to stay, Cassi.
I’m not afraid to skip a thousand steps with you because here,” he says, resting a hand on his chest, “I’m already there.
I’ve been here for some long it actually scares the shit out of me because how is it possible that I literally fell in love with someone at first sight? ”
The breath is stolen from my lungs as he shakes his head.
“Don’t act surprised. I fought it for as long as I could, and failed miserably, but the truth has always been there. I haven’t even known you for a fucking calendar month and I don’t care. I love you, and I want you with me always. No matter what that means or looks like.”
“Nico,” I whisper hoarsely as emotion overwhelms me.
“You don’t need to say it back, in fact, please don’t. I don’t need it. I just need you to know that I’m here, and you will always have a home with me. Always.”
I practically slam myself against him. We’re inches apart but it’s too far.
My lips press against his as he holds me in place.
Holy fuck this is crazy. It’s insane, honestly.
Love? Impossible. This fast? Under these circumstances?
The more I sit with it, though, the better it feels.
Don’t get me wrong, I can still completely recognize that this whole thing is absolutely batshit.
I just really don’t have it in me to care.