7. Nix
Chapter 7
Nix
I t was hot. Too hot. I removed one of the four blankets that covered my body and kicked off my thick wool socks, thinking maybe I overdid it with the layers. It was still too damn hot and I pushed back a little to put some distance between me and the fire, but my path backwards was halted by a hard, hot wall. Of man. This time I remembered exactly who it was and why he was here.
Lee Lancaster.
I opened my eyes and peeked over my shoulder, which was a mistake. The man really was too gorgeous to be believable. Even in sleep he was magnificent with a sharp jawline, prominent cheekbones and a sharp, straight nose that stood above two full lips. Shirtless, he was a breathtaking.
And cold. His teeth chattered which, annoyingly, made him seem less like the coldhearted billionaire I knew he was and more of the human I suspected he buried beneath many layers. Still, I couldn’t let the man freeze to death so I got up and added another log to the fire and when I returned to the makeshift bed on the floor, I shared my blankets with him.
Because I was a kind person who actually cared about other people, even when they didn’t deserve it. I wasn’t anything like him and I fell back to sleep confident in that much, at least.
When I woke up again the first thing I noticed was that I was still hot, burning up in fact. The next thing I noticed was the reason why. Lee was like a furnace and unlike when I went to sleep, his body was glued to mine and his arms were tight around me.
I should have pushed him away.
I should have made a noise to wake him up.
I did none of that. Instead I kept my breathing steady and enjoyed the feel of his strong arms around me, his short puffs of breath on the back of my neck. That one big hand spread across my belly. God, he smelled so good. His scent was earthy and expensive, intoxicating. There in the early morning—at least I thought it was early morning—hours I admitted to myself that I wanted Lee Lancaster. In the outside world we were enemies, on opposite sides of a battle, but here locked in from the storm that still raged, we were sort of friends. Reluctant roommates.
Still, his warmth, his hard muscles and his scent were too much and I slowly tried to extricate myself from his delicious hold. But those muscles weren’t just for show and his grip tightened around me, which made his thumb brush against the underside of my breasts.
I bit back a moan as pleasure pulsed through my veins and went stock still, determined to stop whatever it was that was happening. Nothing is happening. He’s asleep. I tried to move away again but he held me firmly in place which gave me a perfect feel of his morning—was it morning?—wood.
“You smell good,” he moaned in my ear and pushed his hips forward. He was long and hard, tempting beyond all reason.
“Yes.” The word came out on a low moan and Lee froze.
“Nix?”
My shoulders sagged. “Yeah, it’s me. Not whoever you were dreaming about.” Embarrassment rushed over me and all I wanted was to get away but Lee’s body was pressed so close that no air could pass between us.
“Wrong,” he whispered, lips so close they brushed against my ear. “The woman in my dreams looked just like you. Only she had on far less clothes and she didn’t hate me.”
I sucked in a breath at his surprising words. “I don’t hate you, just what you’re doing.”
“As long as it’s not personal,” he growled as his hands traveled in opposite directions from my belly, one slid up and cupped my breast while the other slid beneath my pajama bottoms where he found me hot and wet. “Fuck, you’re already so wet.” His fingers played me like a guitar, teasing me everywhere but where I needed him. “Tell me to stop, Nix.”
As if I could. “Don’t. Stop. Lee.”
He moaned again and slipped one finger inside me. “I like the sound of my name on your lips.” He groaned even louder when he added a second finger, we both moaned together. It was loud and erotic, especially with the fire the only thing illuminating the room.
I arched into his touch and speared my fingers through his thick hair, silently begging for a taste of his mouth. His kiss was hot and demanding. His tongue darted between my lips and he laid claim to every hot inch, kissing me with an intensity I’ve never experienced before. My nipples hardened painfully and he pinched them both, which surprisingly enhanced my arousal.
The man kissed like it was his job, which should have concerned me but with two fingers buried deep, his thumb dancing over my clit and the way he gave my breasts and my mouth the attention they craved, the impending orgasm was the only thing on my mind. Lee pulled back with a sexy grin just for me. “I wish I could see all of you,” he growled.
My heart lurched. I wasn’t a woman with body issues but I knew most men didn’t like a woman who rocked a few extra pounds and I assumed that was double for a guy like Lee, but his eyes darkened with desire and suddenly I wanted him to see me. “I’m right here.”
“But then I’d have to interrupt and I can’t wait to feel you come all over my hand while you scream my name.”
Dirty talk too? This couldn’t be real. There was no way this stuffed shirt billionaire was this perfect. “Who’s screaming?”
He smiled, not at all offended as he kissed a path of heat from my lips down to my breasts, pulling one hard nipple in his mouth with the fabric of my shirt between us. It was slightly rough from the fabric, hot and wet from his mouth and the pure electricity when he sucked and nibbled.
His thumb applied more pressure to my clit and when I started to pulse, he groaned his pleasure. He pumped harder and deeper. Sucked harder. Every move intensified until my body went taut for an eternity before she snapped under the weight of the orgasm that tore through my body. I shook violently as the orgasm consumed me, my back arched painfully and I shouted my please.
“Lee, yes! Oh, fuck yes!” The man was a sorcerer, pushing me to the limits of pleasure. He didn’t stop his erotic torture until my pleasure started to wane and even then, he slowed until a wave of aftershocks hit me so powerfully it stole my breath. I sucked down several deep breaths until I could breathe normally and I opened my eyes to find his green eyes staring back, a satisfied smile on his face. “Happy?”
He sat back, his gaze locked with mine. “Almost.” He spoke softly as he eased his fingers from my body and put them right in his mouth. With a moan! “Fuck, now I’m happy.”
It was, hands down, the hottest and dirtiest thing I’d ever seen. Sure guys have gone down on me but this somehow seemed dirtier. Hotter. In that moment I didn’t care who he was or who I was and why we shouldn’t be doing this. All I cared about was having this man. “I must be crazy.” I stood quickly and tore my DJ Santa pajamas from my body.
“Fuck Nix, you’re perfect.” The reverence in his voice was just the confidence boost I needed. His hands darted out to grab my hips but I pushed them away. “Nix?”
“Shirt,” I growled. “Get rid of it. Now. Please.”
His gaze turned molten as he did what I asked.
“Yes.” Goodness he was the perfect one. I shoved his chest until he was on his back and dropped down to my knees, taking in the sight of his beautiful body. “Why,” I asked before I straddled his hips and let my mouth and teeth and tongue explore every hard ripple of muscle, every dip and every plane of his hard-earned body.
“Nix,” he moaned. “Yes.”
I smiled against his abs and gripped the waistband of his pants in my fists, yanking them down as I kissed my way to those muscles at his hips that made me impossibly wetter. My bare breasts rubbed against his ultra-hard length, making his cock jerk between them. His hips pressed up and I smiled. His pants forgotten just below his knees, I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock while the rest was cradled in the heat of my breasts and teased him mercilessly.
“Fuck, woman.” His fingers sifted through my hair, not pushing or pressuring, as if he just needed to touch me too. “Nix,” he groaned in a warning I heeded immediately.
My body was on fire and it had nothing to do with the flames beside us and everything to do with how much I needed this man. He ignited something in me I’d never experienced before, raw sexual need. Pure hunger for another person. I moved like a woman possessed, gripping him in one hand as I lowered myself onto his length. He was bigger than I expected in all aspects. I had to slow down to adjust to the thickness and breathe deeply to get used to the pressure of his length buried inside of me. “Oh god, Lee.”
His hands immediately went to my breasts, massaging them and pinching them until more moisture coated his cock. “Nix, you feel incredible. So hot. So fucking wet,” he growled.
I smiled. The man knew exactly the right thing to say to get me moving. I rested both palms on his chest and rode his cock slowly, the rise and fall onto his cock hypnotic and blissful. He felt good, better than any other encounter I’ve had in my life. “I’m so full but I can’t stop.” My hands lifted from his chest and I leaned back, resting on his thighs which changed the angle and I felt my body start to shake with another orgasm.
“Oh fuck, babe.” He moved his hips up, matching me stroke for stroke until pleasure consumed me.
My head fell back and I let go, feeling his body shift before his mouth wrapped around my nipple. The move changed the angle and he slipped deeper, hitting that spot that prolonged my orgasm for an eternity. “Yes, oh yes!”
He growled again and in the next moment our positions were flipped. Lee was on top of me, wrapping my legs around his waist as he pounded into me in long, slow strokes that did nothing to stop the flow of pleasure out of my body. “So good. So fucking good, Nix.” He laid his body on top of mine kissed me hard while he fucked me even harder. So hard that I didn’t get to catch my breath before another orgasm exploded.
“My god,” I shouted into his mouth, the words muffled by his kiss.
His cock swelled even as his hips pounded harder. Faster. A low growl began in his belly, reverberating against me until it exploded from his mouth seconds after he tore it from mine. “Nix, oh fuck! Yes! Yes!” With every syllable he pushed deeper and deeper until he was so deep that I was sure we were, in that moment, one person.
I never felt so good or so satisfied in my life. A slow smile spread across my face.
He wore a twin expression. “That was unexpected.”
“Completely,” I agreed.
His smile grew bigger. “Regrets?”
“Not one.”
“Excellent.” He pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach before he dragged his lips down my spine while massaging my ass. He teased me with his fingers and his mouth until we did the impossible.
Gave me another orgasm.
And then he did the unthinkable.
He cleaned me up, held me close and we fell asleep.
Together.