Nico (Ruin & Revenge #1)(53)

“Oh God. Nico. Please.” She pulled on his hair, tried to tug him where she wanted him to go, the only part of her that his tongue hadn’t tasted.

“Mia.” His voice was hard with warning and she released him, balled her hands into fists as she tried to think of anything but the ache between her legs.

He nudged her thighs open wider and ran the pads of his thumbs along her labia, spreading her wide.

A moan ripped from her throat. She had never realized how exquisitely sensitive that area could be, and her legs trembled violently with a fierce surge of need.

“Hands over your head. Grip the edge of the desk.”

“I want to touch you,” she protested.

“You want to be in control. Trust me, bella. Let go with me and I’ll catch you when you fall.”

Well, it wasn’t like her hands would be tied, although the idea of being totally restrained sent a thrill of fear through her body. Mia raised her hands and curled them around the edge of the desk, her back arching off the wooden surface.

“Very nice.” Gently at first, and then with more pressure, his hot, wet tongue traced the sensitive edges of her labia, circled her clit.

“Oh God.” Mia angled up for more, and Nico placed one hand on her hips, pressing her down. “Lie still and take what I want to give you.”

She struggled to stay still, as he pushed two fingers deep inside her, alternating gentle licks with firm thrusts, brutal sucks with light glides. She closed her eyes and focused on the soft brush of his hair against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, the sharp edge of the desk beneath her fingers, the hard surface keeping her from sinking into oblivion.

“Don’t stop,” she groaned, writhing on the desk as she fought the firm press of his hand against her stomach. “Don’t stop.”

He made a growling noise deep in his throat, and then he sucked hard on her clit and pulsed his fingers upward.

A whirlwind of sensation caught her and threw her into her climax without warning. She bucked against him, threw one arm across her mouth to muffle her cries as pleasure crashed over her like a tidal wave, cresting again and again with every hard pull of his mouth. He added a third finger and pumped deep, drawing hard on her clit until she came again. And again. And when she dared ask for more, he made her come so hard she screamed.

“Nico!”

“Tell me what you need.”

“I need you.” She drew in a ragged breath. “I need you inside me.”

He eased back, kissing her inner thighs as she lay trembling on the desk. How could she want to come again after she’d come more times this evening than she had in the last year? But she did. She wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to feel his hard muscles above her, watch that magnificent body pounding into her as he took his pleasure. But more than that, she wanted to see him lose control. She wanted the beast as well as the man.

His hands travelled up her sides, tracing the vines and flowers. When he reached her breasts, he leaned over her body and licked and sucked her nipples until she felt her arousal climbing again.

“Now.” She pushed herself up on her elbows, and he backed away. Fearing she might be denied, she gave him what she knew he wanted. “Please, Nico.”

“I like to hear my strong, sexy hacker begging for my cock.” He carefully removed his jacket and tie, hanging them on the chair as he stood. She bit her lip when he stripped off his shirt to reveal his toned, inked, muscular chest.

“One day, I want to lick all your tattoos,” she murmured, her gaze dropping to his waist as he undid his belt.

“I don’t think I’d last long enough for you to lick them all once you touched me with that little pink tongue. I’d have you on your knees so fast, showing me what else that mouth could do, you wouldn’t have time to take a breath.” He shoved down his fine wool trousers and the boxers beneath revealing his thick, heavy cock.

“Oh.” She let out a breath of anticipation.

“Cristo. You test a man’s willpower to the limit.” Nico snagged a condom from his back pocket and tore it open. He fisted his cock, pumped the hard flesh until a bead of precum glistened at the top and rolled the condom over the slick head.

“Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Nico tipped her face up and crushed his lips to hers, his tongue diving deep into her mouth. “Lie back,” he murmured against her lips. “I want to see you and those fucking sexy socks when I’m inside you.” With a firm hand on her chest, he pushed her back. The scorching heat in his eyes as his gaze raked over her body both scared and aroused her. She had no doubt he would fuck her with the same ruthless intensity, the barely leashed power that had made him the most feared mobster in the city.

A shiver ran down her spine, and Nico leaned forward, brushed his lips along the taut line of her neck. “Shh.”

“I want you so badly.” She moaned softly. “I’m so wet. I’ve never wanted a man like this.”

Hands around her ankles he spread her legs wide. “There are no men for you. Not in the past. Not now. Not in the future. There’s only me, and I’m gonna fuck you so hard you never forget. You’re gonna feel me for days, bella, inside and out.”

“I like your dirty talking.” She arched her back against the hard desk, tilted her hips, so desperate to feel him inside her she didn’t care how he reacted to her challenge. “But you’re talking too much.”