Mr. Cocky
I’m a cocky bastard.
I admit it. It’s because I’ve got a big d*ck and I know how to use it. And man have I used it. When my life fell apart, I used it even more to forget.
But I don’t do that anymore. Because my life is back on track. I have a plan. And nothing is going to stand in my way of getting what I’ve worked so hard for. Nothing except for…her.
Nick licked his lips as his gaze flickered over her. “Selena. I don’t know how to do this.”
A smile tugged at her lips. “I’m pretty sure you do. You’ve shown me twice. But it’s okay. I’ll show you how it all works.”
He grinned but looked like he was still wavering. Then he whispered, “Sod it,” and reached for her.
Selena pulled his head down so his lips grazed hers lightly, and shivers ran down her spine.
He plunged his fingers into the waves of hair. “I fucking miss you,” he whispered as he buried his nose in her neck. Heat flooded her veins. She knew this was a bad idea, but she longed to taste his skin and feel him inside her. She couldn’t fight it.
Tentatively, she tugged at his top and slid her hands up, over tight abs and his toned chest. When he moaned low, she planted light kisses on his pecs. “I miss you,” she whispered.
“You have no fucking idea how much I’ve missed you.” He kissed her again, backing her into the room, toward the couch. Frantically, his fingers fumbled with the zipper on her wool dress, tugging it down, the zic-zic-zic sound filling the silence in the room.
When the fabric dropped to the floor, Nick wasted no time. His hands tracked over her body, like a blind man trying to remember a lover. When he cupped her breasts, Selena arched into the caress. He gently rolled his thumbs over her nipples and her knees gave out as electric currents coursed through her body, making her weak, needy.
He turned her slowly, kissing her neck. She heard the clink of his buckle and then the ruffling of clothes and she knew he’d shed his jeans. Her breath quickened as he reached his hand around her waist, teasing her ribs, before skimming lower to caress her belly. When he kept moving, pausing at the juncture of her thighs, she held her breath. She knew what he would find.
He’d find her wet, slick, needing him. Gently, he caressed her warm flesh through the silky fabric of her panties. She let out a moan and tipped her head forward, baring the nape of her neck to his lips. Nick made a low approving sound as he slid his fingers inside her silky fabric and searched for the honey. “You’re so Goddamn sexy,” he whispered in her ear as he stroked her, his warm breath tickling her skin.
With a flick of his free hand, he released her bra, letting her breasts spill free. When he clasped a hand over her breast, she grasped it, intertwining their fingers. Together, they teased her erect nipples, sending ripples of lust through her veins. They plucked, pinched, kneaded. All the while, his fingers gently probed her center, making her wetter. Making her want more. So much more.
When he slid another finger inside her, she cried out, her legs going weak again. “I can’t take it anymore,” Selena said, breathless, falling forward on to the couch. “Please, Nick.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder, looking back at him. “I need you.”
Nick cursed under his breath and hung his head. “Fuck. I meant to get more condoms…but then…you and I…we weren’t…”
Selena stared at him. “Oh, God…”
He kneeled beside her. “I’m so sorry. But don't worry. I’ll make you feel good. You won’t even notice. Just tell me where it hurts and I’ll kiss it all better. I’ll kiss and kiss and kiss until you beg me to stop.”
“Nick I want you to make love to me.”
He looked down at his erection. “Trust me, he’s with you on this one.”
Despite the need spiking her blood she chuckled. “I’m his best mate after all.”
USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone's love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she "borrowed" from her cousin.
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