mind, he couldn’t stalk off in a snit every time she hurt his feelings. The question was did he think it was worth it to endure a few blows while trying to change her mind? He looked over at Raina and his heart rolled over in his chest.
Hell, yeah.
“What do you say to a compromise?” Nick leaned back against the couch, pulling her with him until she relaxed against his chest.
“What kind of compromise?” She looked up at him warily.
“I’ll accept that you just want sex if you can accept that I feel more. I don’t think I can hide my emotions and I don’t think either of us should have to. Isn’t the point of this for us to communicate openly?”
She nodded slowly. “Yes, I guess so . ”
“Well, then I’ll accept how you feel and you’ll accept me caring for you. Can you do that, Raina? Can you let me care for you?”
She stared at him like she was trying to figure out what the catch was. “Okay. I can try.”
It was obvious when she remembered he was naked. Her gaze dropped to his waist before she looked back up at him, her eyes suddenly soft. Her breathing sped up a little. He probably wouldn’t have noticed if she wasn’t lying on his chest. But the little hitch in her breathing told him she was affected.
Nick groaned when she turned and placed her hands against his chest. She pushed lightly but when he didn’t move, she made a soft sound in the back of her throat and grabbed at his chest, her nails leaving little scratches on his skin. Before he knew it, she was pulling him down to her, threading her fingers through his hair.
She bit his bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth and he stopped thinking. He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom. When he placed her gently on the bed, she got up on her knees and tried to pull him down on top of her.
“We have to get your clothes off,” Nick managed to say in between her kisses.
It was pure chemical reaction between them, her skin scorching him through her clothes. He yanked at the fastenings to her shorts, nearly tearing them off in his haste before returning to stand in the cradle of her thighs, pressing against the heat of her mound.
At the first touch of her lips against his chest, he groaned and grabbed her by the ponytail. She seemed to like the pain because she arched her back and cried out.
Which set him off like a match being lit.
He helped her pull her shirt over her head and it fell to the floor in a heap. Immediately she wiggled her hips to get out of her panties and in moments she knelt before him naked .
“Scoot back.”
She looked at him with narrowed eyes as if she wanted to protest. But she backed up slowly until she reclined against the pillows . He crawled over her, the dim light of the lamp throwing his shadow over her.
“Lay back and put your hands over your head.” He pushed her shoulders gently until she lay flat, spread out like a feast before him. She looked good enough to eat with soft, dewy lips and buttery skin from head to toe.
Brushing a knuckle over the damp skin between her legs, he was pleased to feel her clench against his hand. Her body bowed into a beautiful curve as she arched at the contact. He chuckled as her eyes hungrily followed his movements when he sat back to look at her.
“Touch me, Nick. Please.” She trailed a hand down her stomach. When he didn’t move, she stroked lower.
He leaped forward and gripped her wrist. “Aren’t you a naughty girl? I didn’t say you could touch what’s mine.”
Her chin jutted upward in defiance. “Is it yours?”
“You tell me.” He rubbed his thumb over her cleft, the scent of her passion enveloping him, drugging him. Her eyes fluttered shut as he curled two fingers into her heat. Her body clenched him so sweetly, contracting around his fingers.
He had to get inside her. Now.
He lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder and pushed inside, her wet heat sucking him in. He took his time, stroking
Hell, yeah.
“What do you say to a compromise?” Nick leaned back against the couch, pulling her with him until she relaxed against his chest.
“What kind of compromise?” She looked up at him warily.
“I’ll accept that you just want sex if you can accept that I feel more. I don’t think I can hide my emotions and I don’t think either of us should have to. Isn’t the point of this for us to communicate openly?”
She nodded slowly. “Yes, I guess so . ”
“Well, then I’ll accept how you feel and you’ll accept me caring for you. Can you do that, Raina? Can you let me care for you?”
She stared at him like she was trying to figure out what the catch was. “Okay. I can try.”
It was obvious when she remembered he was naked. Her gaze dropped to his waist before she looked back up at him, her eyes suddenly soft. Her breathing sped up a little. He probably wouldn’t have noticed if she wasn’t lying on his chest. But the little hitch in her breathing told him she was affected.
Nick groaned when she turned and placed her hands against his chest. She pushed lightly but when he didn’t move, she made a soft sound in the back of her throat and grabbed at his chest, her nails leaving little scratches on his skin. Before he knew it, she was pulling him down to her, threading her fingers through his hair.
She bit his bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth and he stopped thinking. He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom. When he placed her gently on the bed, she got up on her knees and tried to pull him down on top of her.
“We have to get your clothes off,” Nick managed to say in between her kisses.
It was pure chemical reaction between them, her skin scorching him through her clothes. He yanked at the fastenings to her shorts, nearly tearing them off in his haste before returning to stand in the cradle of her thighs, pressing against the heat of her mound.
At the first touch of her lips against his chest, he groaned and grabbed her by the ponytail. She seemed to like the pain because she arched her back and cried out.
Which set him off like a match being lit.
He helped her pull her shirt over her head and it fell to the floor in a heap. Immediately she wiggled her hips to get out of her panties and in moments she knelt before him naked .
“Scoot back.”
She looked at him with narrowed eyes as if she wanted to protest. But she backed up slowly until she reclined against the pillows . He crawled over her, the dim light of the lamp throwing his shadow over her.
“Lay back and put your hands over your head.” He pushed her shoulders gently until she lay flat, spread out like a feast before him. She looked good enough to eat with soft, dewy lips and buttery skin from head to toe.
Brushing a knuckle over the damp skin between her legs, he was pleased to feel her clench against his hand. Her body bowed into a beautiful curve as she arched at the contact. He chuckled as her eyes hungrily followed his movements when he sat back to look at her.
“Touch me, Nick. Please.” She trailed a hand down her stomach. When he didn’t move, she stroked lower.
He leaped forward and gripped her wrist. “Aren’t you a naughty girl? I didn’t say you could touch what’s mine.”
Her chin jutted upward in defiance. “Is it yours?”
“You tell me.” He rubbed his thumb over her cleft, the scent of her passion enveloping him, drugging him. Her eyes fluttered shut as he curled two fingers into her heat. Her body clenched him so sweetly, contracting around his fingers.
He had to get inside her. Now.
He lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder and pushed inside, her wet heat sucking him in. He took his time, stroking
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