Chapter 198

I clawed at Nicholas’s shoulders. He was wearing too many clothes. But then, so was I.

His kiss devoured me, entranced me. I felt so fully under his spell that I couldn’t think clearly. All I knew was the trace of Nicholas’s hand up my spine, slipping under my shirt. He lifted it up and off my head. It quickly was tossed onto the floor.

He leaned back a moment and stared at me in appreciation. My bra was doing its best, barely confining by curves. Nicholas placed his hands over my breasts, caressing me over my bra. I hated it now, for being in the way.

“Nick…”

“Hm?” Nicholas asked. His gaze was transfixed on the mountains and valleys of my chest.

“Get rid of the bra…” I said, breathless.

He smiled a bit, right at the corners of his mouth. “As my lady commands.”

What a ridiculous thing to say. Nicholas was the prince. I was far from a lady. But I liked the role-play. It made me feel sexy and powerful, like I had some control in my life.

Like this, I wanted to give that control to Nicholas. I trusted him to take care of my needs.

His hands trailed along the band of my bra to the center of my back, where the hook clasped it closed. He fumbled a little there, and I would have laughed if I wasn’t so damned horny.

“Hold on…” He pulled when he should have pushed. “I don’t want to rip it.”

“Rip it,” I said, desperation seeping into my voice.

He growled in reply. In the next instant, the bra was ripped clean off me, exposing my naked breasts to Nicholas’s eager gaze – and his hands.

He cupped me and massaged me gently. When my nipples peaked, he rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger. I dropped my head back and moaned.

He stepped into me until I was fully pinned against the wall. Then he dropped his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth. Oh, God, his mouth was so hot and wet, his tongue so insistent, lapping and circling those aching peaks.

I shoved my fingers through his hair and held on for dear life as he lavished his diligent attention over me. Then, all too soon, he kissed down the valley of my breasts to clasp his mouth over the other nipple, and eagerly gave it the same attention.

I was a moaning mess, by the time he picked me up, hooking his hands under my thighs, and carried me to the bed. Slowly, he lowered me down so that my head was resting on the soft pillow. My body stretched out down the mattress.

He was always so gentle. It made my heart race, and a steady warmth burn in the center of my chest.

Then he slipped his hands under the waistband of both my pants and panties and pulled them down at once. They joined the pile on the floor. My shoes fell with them.

Suddenly, I was very naked in the middle of Nicholas’s plush bed. Nicholas stared at me with a hooded gaze. He was fully clothed, but his dick was hard, making a very visible, prominent tent in his pants. As he watched me, he placed his hand on it and groaned.

It was sexy as hell.

Slowly, his gaze traced down the length of my body, pausing at the apex of my thighs. He licked his lips.

“I want to taste you,” he said. He slipped his suit jacket down off his shoulders and dropped it into the clothes pile on the floor. He started to unbutton his white shirt.

Heat pooled in between my legs. I spread my legs wide in answer.

Nicholas’s eyes widened. He gave up on the buttons and ripped his shirt off instead. The buttons flew off the shirt, scattering around the room. One pinged off the lamp on the bedside table.

I laughed, and he growled.

Before the shirt even hit the floor, Nicholas was bent over the bed and burying his face in between my legs. With careful fingers, he pulled back the hood, and then licked at my clit with a firm tongue.

I grabbed at the pillow behind me, and writhed on the cool sheets beneath me.

With his free arm, Nicholas held me down. I was trapped against the onslaught. I could only endure.

At first, I squeezed my eyes shut, but no, I forced them back open. The image of Nicholas between my thighs was too delicious to miss. His eyes were closed and his brow was lowered with concentration.

And then, as I watched, he snaked a hand down between his own legs.

I nearly lost my mind.

“N-Nick…”

He opened his eyes and looked up at me.

“Kiss me…”

He dropped his focus back to his duty.

I laughed as I shoved lightly at him. “I meant, kiss my mouth.”

He pulled off of me with an obscene pop. “You don’t like this?” He didn’t sound hurt, just confused…

“I love it,” I emphasized. “But I want to kiss you, and I want to touch you too.”

He crawled up over me until his body entirely covered mine. His mouth fell onto mine and I tasted myself on his tongue.

Slowly, he lowered himself down onto the mattress beside me, so that he could more easily slip his hand down between my legs to lavish the attention his tongue had surrendered.

“Oh… Nick…”

He sucked on my neck as he slipped a finger inside of me, then two. I bucked against him.

He smiled against my skin.

Not to be undone, I reached for his aching dick. He still wore his pants, but the zipper was done and his cock on full, hard display. He was so big, my mouth watered. I wanted to taste him too, but now wasn’t the time for that.

From how red and swollen his dick looked, he was as close to release as I was. Had the sounds of my pleasure been enough to get him off?

Before long, I rubbed his hard dick in my fist in tempo with him plunging his fingers inside of me. I followed his lead, moving faster as he did.

He began thrusting into my hand, grunting with each forward movement. Yet even as he chased his own pleasure, he never sacrificed mine. His fingers delved deeply into me. And then his thumb started tracing circles over my clit.

It was too much. I couldn’t hold on.

But I wanted us to come together to I tried.

“N-Nick… so close… Almost!”

His voice was just as strained. “I’m there… with you… Now, Piper. Now!”

He came and I did. Our hoarse shouts merged together as our bodies trembled, pushing past the edge of lust and toppling straight into pleasure.

Later, when we were clean, satisfied, and holding each other in bed, Nicholas peppered soft kisses along my neck and jaw. Likely an apology for all the marks he had put there.

I laughed. “The other girls are going to have questions for me in the morning…”

Nicholas’s voice came low and dangerous. “They’ll think Julian left them.”

They would, if only because that’s what we wanted them to believe.

I placed a hand on Nicholas’s cheek and drew his attention up to my face.

When he saw my worried expression, he sighed.

“He may get to kiss you in public, but he will never have you like this. As long as you are mine in private, I will survive.”

I smiled, and kissed him.

I couldn’t be his forever, but for now would have to do.