Trusting Nicole (The Last Hangman MC #4)(22)

“You know what you calling me that does to me.” I groan, my cock twitching in her hand.

“Oh, I know.” She grins wide and sits up. She crawls towards me on her hands and knees until she’s straddling me. She positions herself over my cock and sinks down onto it in one swift move. We both moan longingly, feeling each other for the first time without a condom.

“Are you sure?” I look at her, raising my eyebrow.

“Yes, I know you are clean and so am I. I’m on the pill and not planning on having a kid anytime soon.” She leans over and kisses me deeply.

“If you’re sure.” I kiss her back and squeeze her hips. She starts to move, lifting herself almost all the way off of me before slamming back down. Yep, she’s going to be the death of me. I hold her hips tightly, helping her up and down my cock, increasing the pace. The bouncing movement of her boobs in front of my face drives me closer to the edge and I can’t help capturing one of her taunt nipples with my mouth. Every square inch of her skin begging to be licked and teased.

As much as I love having her on top, I need to take control, but she surprises me by pinning me to the bed. She wants the control this morning. At any other given time, I’d fight back, but the coy expression on her face makes me want to see what she has in mind.

She leans back, resting her hands below my knees she spreads her legs a bit more, giving me the most beautiful view of my cock buried inside her velvet *. There’s nothing more beautiful than the woman you love bringing herself closer to the edge and taking what she wants. I can feel myself getting closer, too close. I don’t want to come without her getting off first. I’m not trying to be a gentleman, I just love the sounds she makes when she comes.

She leans forward, resting her hands on my chest and picks up the pace, moving up and down my shaft quicker, grinding her hips when I’m buried inside her to the hilt. Her legs start to shake, she’s close. I smirk and hold her hips, helping her ride me as fast as she wants to, bringing her over the edge and letting me hear those sounds of heavenly pleasure. Between moaning my name and something I can’t make out, she purrs. Hearing her get off throws me over the edge and I come inside her, moaning her name.

She falls limply onto me, still purring softly, hence the nickname ‘Kitten’. With the thunder last night, I was robbed of the sweet sound. Now I can die in peace, having heard it one last time. She nuzzles the crook of my neck, still lying on top of me with my cock still inside her.

“That was f*cking amazing,” she whispers, breathless.

“It was.” I smile and kiss her temple. “I love it when you purr.” I chuckle whilst nibbling her earlobe.

“I do not.” She looks at me in confusion.

“You do, Kitten. Why do you think I called you that?”

“Because I like sex with you, so I guess sex kitten? I don’t know.” She shrugs.

“That too, but you do purr. It’s music to my ears, I’ve missed hearing it.” I kiss her softly and wrap my arms around her.

“Weirdo.” She chuckles and kisses my neck.

“I know. How do you feel?”

“I’m in heaven, you?” She sighs happily.

“I’m right there with you.”

“Are you sure?” She looks up at me, trying to gauge my emotions.

“Oddly, yes. I know we shouldn’t have had sex for many reasons, but I don’t care. Not anymore. It might be wrong, but I can’t deprive myself of you anymore.”

“You do know how to make a woman swoon, don’t you?” She pecks my lips and nuzzles my neck.

“What do you mean?”

“Even though what we did is wrong, you wanting me I-”

“Needing you, Nicole. I need you in my life. You’re the only thing making me happy, making me feel anything other than my life being a waste of time.”

“What do you mean?” She glances up looking sad.

“It’s a very long story that I’m not ready to share yet.” I sigh, knowing she’s not going to be happy about this.

“You know every single thing that went wrong in my life, but you can’t confide in me?” She sits up and moves to the other side of the bed. We both look at each other, feeling the loss.

“I know it’s not fair. I just can’t bring myself to subject you to what I went through. Not yet anyway. I will, one day I promise I will. Just not now. I don’t want to ruin last night and this morning. It’s the happiest I’ve been in years,” I plead with her.

“Alright, but next time you better open up, Sanders. Or no more purring.” She crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her perfect boobs up, my eyes zero on them. “Eyes are up here.”

I chuckle. “You can’t blame me, you’ve got perfect tits, well that’s a lie-”

“What?” She screeches, reading to pounce on me and beat me up.

“You have a perfect body if you’d let me f*cking finish my sentence.” I chuckle and shake my head.

“Better.” She glares at me and frowns when my beeper goes off. I sigh and look at it.

“I have to get to work. I’m sorry.” I look at her apologetically.

“Alright. Do you have time for a coffee or should I pour you one to go?”

“To go please. We’re going after the-” I catch myself before telling her what we are planning on doing today.