Chapter 24 Nico
She’s breathless from my kiss, lips swollen, eyes wide and shining in the glow of the tree.
I’m not sure she has any clue how beautiful she is, or how spellbound she has me.
I never would’ve considered covering my penthouse in decorations before her.
I’ve never even had a tree before now. We always spent the holidays at the house with my father, and I never even considered it.
Yet here we are, almost Thanksgiving, and my home looks like the North Pole.
I place both hands on her hips and kiss her again. I don’t rush, enjoying the sweet taste of her and soaking in the feel of her soft skin.
I drag my knuckles down her jaw, slow and deliberate, savoring the little shiver that follows my touch.
“Come here,” I murmur.
Her breath catches as I take her hand and guide her beside the tree. The lights spill across her skin like scattered gold, flickering over her collarbone, her throat, her parted lips. She looks like something holy and I want to do dirty, unholy things to her.
“Stay still and hold on to my shoulders.”
I lower myself in front of her, one knee on the rug, one hand on her waist, steadying her.
“Look at you,” I whisper, more to myself than to her. “You glow.”
Her pulse jumps in her throat.
My other hand slides under the hem of her sweater, fingers brushing warm skin.
Hooking my thumbs in the edges of her leggings, I pull them down her legs, revealing her pale blue lace underwear.
I love that she wears these innocent colors and I love even more the soaked patch in the middle which she tries to hide with her hands.
“Don’t hide from me.” I grip her hands and push them away and then bury my nose in her pussy, inhaling her delicious scent. My cock twitches in my pants and I groan at the scent of her need. “Fuck, you smell good.”
Her fingers curl into the fabric of my shirt as I lick her clit over the lace.
Looking up, I meet her slumberous gaze, her lips parted and full from my kiss.
Standing, I cup the back of her head and kiss her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, taking and taking until neither of us can catch our breath.
“Look at you with your pants halfway down your legs, pussy soaked for me, looking like my greedy little slut.”
Her breaths come in pants, and I watch her closely for her reaction, wondering if I took it too far, but her pupils are blown with desire. Fuck, she’s perfect.
“Are you going to fuck me or tease me?”
I smirk, loving that she’s feeling strong enough to sass me.
I put my lips to her ear and bite down on the soft lobe until she whimpers, leaning her body into mine. “I should punish you for putting yourself in danger today.”
Her breathing hitches at my words. I’m not touching her, but she wants it, rocking her hips toward me, desperate for me to make her come.
“Maybe you should.”
Fuck. Me.
“Lift your arms.” I take my time pushing the fabric of her sweater up, not stripping her, not rushing, just letting every inch I uncover register in my brain like something I’m never going to forget.
She trembles.
I kiss her shoulder first, right where the sweater slipped earlier, slow and lingering.
Then the side of her neck. Then lower, tracing a path only she can feel.
Her perfect tits are heavy as I cup each one in my hand and swipe at her hard nipples.
The lace pulls against her skin, adding friction, and she grips my hips, trying to pull me closer.
With a flick, I unhook her bra and let her tits spill into my hands before gathering them up and bringing each one to my mouth.
I nip and suck like a starving man, and she moans and arches into me, needing more, but this is my show.
“Belle,” I murmur against her skin, “Do you trust me?”
She nods, breathless.
That’s not enough for me. “Say it.”
Her eyes flutter closed. “Yes, Nico.”
Good.
I cup her cheek, guiding her gaze back to mine. “No hiding. No rushing. Just you and me. Under this tree. And if I do something you don’t like, all you have to say is stop and I will. Okay?”
Her chest rises on a shaky inhale. “Yes.”
The world outside this room doesn’t exist. There’s no danger. No responsibilities. No shadows. Just the soft music of her breathing and the glow of colored lights reflecting in her eyes.
I kiss my way down her body, nipping at her hip as I fall to my knees at her feet.
She makes a sound, barely a sound, but it hits me right in the sternum.
“You feel good,” I murmur, voice roughened, “better than you know.”
Her fingers slide into my hair, tentative, shy in a way that shouldn’t exist between us, not after everything.
It makes something tight and protective pull in my chest. I tap her leg so she lifts her foot and I guide her leggings off her, followed by her panties.
Her pussy glistens, and I can’t help myself, I shove my face in her cunt and feast.
She stumbles, widening her stance, and I lick her from her sweet hole to her pulsing clit, moaning at the taste of her on my lips.
Needing her closer, I palm the globes of her ass and pull her into my face, fucking her with my tongue, swirling my tongue over her clit as she rocks and grinds against me.
“That’s it, baby, fuck yourself on my face.
Get yourself off, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to stand. ”
“Yes.”
I squeeze her ass as her juices run down my chin, her fingers pulling at my hair when I suck her clit into my mouth and tease her with my tongue.
“This what you want, baby?”
She growls in annoyance as I lift my head, denying her the orgasm that is on the brink of taking her over. I smirk as I pull at the cheeks of her ass, running a finger down her center until I reach her forbidden hole. Her body tenses for a fraction as I tease her there before she relaxes a little.
“Has anyone fucked you here?”
A small shake of her head has me wanting to roar with possession. “I’m going to fuck your ass so good, baby, that you’ll scream my name. You want that?”
“Yes.”
Her voice is hesitant, and I still, looking up at her. “You can say no, Isabella. It’s your choice.”
“No, I want it but I’m nervous.”
Pride in her honesty makes me dip my head and kiss her soaked pussy. “We’ll take it slow and work up to it.”
“Okay, that sounds good.”
“Good girl. Now, ride my face until you come.”
I haul her forward, my one hand between her legs, teasing her ass, my other holding her steady as I go to town on her, fucking her with my tongue, sucking her lips into my mouth. I blow cool air on her clit and then as her movements get wild, I push a finger into her ass and suck her clit hard.
A scream tears from her lips as her cunt floods my mouth, her orgasm, her pussy, rubbing against my face, legs shaking.
I lick up every drop of her cum, only slowing when her body stops moving and her legs begin to sag.
I hold her to me, wrapping my arms around her waist and placing soft kisses on her belly, before I look up into her gorgeous eyes.
“I’m gonna fuck you now. It’s gonna be hard and fast.”
She nods again, but this time she whispers, “Please.”
God, that word.
That word undoes me.
I guide her gently down to the rug, positioning her so the tree branches form a halo of light above her. I kiss her slowly, wanting to capture this moment in my mind so I can keep it forever.
“Turn over and put that delicious ass in the air for me.”
She does without question, even turning to give me the dirtiest, sexiest look over her shoulder.
Her gaze is hungry as she watches me shed my clothes.
My cock is like a steel bat, pre-cum weeping from the tip.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so desperate to be inside someone.
But then I’ve never seen a more erotic sight than this woman looking back at me over her shoulder while her naked body hungers for my cock.
“Perfect,” I murmur, letting my hand trail over her hip, then down, and back up over her spine, slow enough to make her arch.
One hand in her hair, I bend over her and kiss her, deeper this time, unhurried but hungry, savoring the soft gasp that slips between her lips.
Taking my cock in my hand, I run the head through her wetness, watching her squirm and moan at the feel.
I tease her until we’re both desperate, then I slam into her pussy, making us both groan.
I still, relishing the feel of her tight cunt pulsing around me.
Fuck, nothing has ever felt better than this woman.
Her ass wiggles and I swat her round cheek with my palm.
She freezes, but her pussy soaks me, showing me how much she enjoys it.
Smoothing my palm over her pink skin, I rock slightly into her. “You like that?”
“Yes.”
My dick pulses inside her. “Such a naughty fucking girl for me.”
I swat her other cheek, and she moans, rocking forward and back, fucking herself on my cock.
Watching my cock disappear into her tight pussy makes me feral, and I grip her hips and begin to fuck her.
I smooth my hand up her spine before wrapping her hair around my fist as I thrust harder, faster, pounding into her like my life depends on it.
“Stroke your clit, baby.”
Her hand disappears between her legs, leaving her leaning on one hand, which gives way with my next thrust. Now her face is against the rug, ass up, her fingers moving as she chases her climax. I’m so deep now, and yet I want to get closer, fuck her harder, take everything she’s willing to give me.
I want this to last, I want to fuck her like this until we’re both limp, but she feels too good. “You close, baby?”
“Yes. Oh, God, yes.”
My balls draw up and I close my eyes, fighting off my climax until she comes.
Her pussy begins to ripple when I toy with her puckered hole, and when I push my thumb up to the first knuckle, she screams and comes all over my cock.
Her cunt is like a vice, squeezing and pulsing and I can’t hold back, coming inside her on a roar, my vision going black at the edges as the best orgasm of my life leaves me sweating and satiated.
Slowly, I slide out of her, smiling when she winces.
I watch my come leak from her used pussy.
Using two fingers, I gather it up and push it back inside her.
I want her sleeping with my come leaking from her tonight.
Thank God she’s on the pill, or we would’ve had to use condoms and I would’ve missed this sight.
She whispers my name again, soft, aching, like a prayer.
Flopping down beside her, I gather her in my arms and answer with a slow kiss, one that starts soft but quickly has me wanting her again. “Are your ribs okay? Did I hurt you?” The thought is repulsive to me and guilt squeezes my chest.
“I have ribs? I thought I was boneless.”
I laugh at the drugged look in her eyes, searching for the truth, that I might have hurt her accidentally and find none.
Then I trail heat along her jaw, down her throat, to the place where her heartbeat thrums against my lips.
“How can you be ready to go again? I can hardly move,” she asks with a smile.
Nuzzling against her neck, I answer, “Because you’re a fucking goddess and I can’t get enough of you.”
“Hmm. I like that answer but you need to feed me first.”
As she says it, her stomach rumbles and we both laugh.
“Fine, food and then I’m going to fuck you in the shower.”
“Sounds good to me.”
The room is quiet except for the soft sound of her breath and the whisper of pine-scented air.
Outside these walls, everything is uncertain.
But here, under this tree, in this moment, she’s safe.
She’s mine.
And I’m going to worship her until she forgets anything ever hurt.
I pull back just enough to look at her fully, illuminated in warm gold and soft shadow.
“Thank you for today, Nico,” she whispers, brushing a kiss over my lips.
“You’re welcome, Belle.”
She exhales shakily, eyes glistening, voice barely there. “Nico… you’re going to ruin me.”
I smile, just for her. She thinks I’m going to ruin her but the truth is, she’s going to ruin me.
“Not ruin,” I correct softly, brushing a thumb over her cheek. “Just remake.”
And then I lower my mouth back to hers, the tree lights flickering above us like stars melting into the dark.