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Gabbie
The entire world around me spun, fading in and out. My body was on fire, something burning me from the inside out. And yet, I loved every single moment of it. I never wanted it to stop. For a while, it seemed like it never would, that this would go on forever.
Then, the pleasure coursing through my veins became too much. I thought I was going to burst into flames if Nick didn't stop, and I finally had to push him away just so I could suck in a breath. He only gave me a few seconds to breathe before his lips were back on me though, and I squeezed my eyes even tighter, struggling to focus on breathing as my heart and lungs both threatened to quit at any moment.
Jesus Christ, I'd never thought anything could be this intense. Sex with Nick last time had been earth shattering, but this was beyond that. Was that what happened when you went a couple weeks, craving this? If it was, part of me wanted to have a hiatus after each time. But now that I knew Nick wanted this just as much as I did, there was no way in Hell that was ever going to happen.
We'd be lucky if we went a day at this rate!
Nick's lips teased at my breasts as his right hand moved between my legs. He ran his fingers up and down my entrance, and I shivered from the contact. My entire body was still on fire, every nerve alive and firing it seemed. Every inch of me was way more sensitive than it had ever been, and I wasn't sure how much more of this I could.
But he seemed determined not to let me relax. It was like he wanted to keep me right on the edge for as long as possible. It was hard to complain with just how amazing he was making me feel. But fuck, I just needed a few seconds to catch my breath and slow my heart down. Then, I'd be happy to go again.
"Nick," I breathed, barely able to get the word out of my mouth. "Please...."
Nick pulled his lips off my breast, then crawled up to kiss around my ear, nibbling at the lobe and sending more jolts through my body. "Yes, baby? Tell me what you want. Tell Daddy how to make you happy."
"Breathe," I managed to get out between my gasps.
Nick nodded, understanding what I meant. It was amazing how we'd gone so long without understanding each other. And yet, sometimes, we could read each other easily, no words needed. Were all marriages like that? Or was it just the two of us? It was too bad I didn't have anyone to ask, since Emma wasn't married and Aspen's marriage had been doomed from the start.
"I love you," Nick whispered into my ear. He'd stopped kissing me, stopped rubbing me, but he kept me pressed tight against him, like he was afraid I might run away if he let go.
But I wasn't going anywhere, ever again. I'd made that mistake once, and I was determined not to do it again. I still owed Nick so much for what I'd put him through, and I had a few ideas of where to start. "I love you, too," I said before turning to kiss him again.
Nick kissed me eagerly, and while it wasn't doing much to help my breathing, I didn't want to stop kissing him. I never wanted to stop kissing him.
While he was distracted, I shifted, moving to straddle his hips as we kissed. His hands went to my body, but I grabbed them and pinned them up above his head. He'd already made me feel amazing. Now it was my turn to return that favor, to show him just how good I could make him feel.
I took a page out of his book, kissing up down his body. I took my time, working as slowly as I could, wanting to prolong his torture just like he'd done to me. We had all day, all night, all week. I would make the most out of that time. There was still so much I wanted to do with Nick. Our single night together had only opened the floodgates.
And after the way that had ended, I would be safe and get as many of my little fantasies out of the way as possible, just in case.
Like a good boy, Nick kept his hands up above his head while I worked my way down his body. I rubbed as much of myself against him as possible, wanting to driving him absolutely insane with need. As I kissed his chest and stomach, my breasts rubbed against his throbbing cock, and Nick let out soft moans as he squirmed beneath me.
A quick look up at his face told me just how hard he was struggling to keep control of himself. His jaw was tense, his eyes squeezed shut. No doubt he wanted to give in to his desires, wanted to lift me up, flip me over, and mount me right then and there. But, as much fun as I knew that would be, I would not give in to him this time.
I was in control now, and I would decide when and how we made love. Because, this time, I knew it would be making love between us. It might not be slow and sensual like my romance novels showed, but it would be love making nonetheless. Because Nick loved me and I loved him. Now we were finally both going to let go of our inhibitions and show our love physically. Nothing would come between us this time.
The head of Nick's cock was bright red by the time I reached it. His entire shaft glistened with
