Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
As we walk in, my breath is suffocated from the magnificent view I see first thing. The entire east-facing side of the house is floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the rolling hills. It’s breathtaking, it’s so Nick Hudson. The stone walls are still rustic but clearly have been cleaned and repaired. The floor is made up of a decorative pattern of Italian tile that is an art piece within itself. I’m shocked to see there’s no furniture, however.
“It’s empty.”
Nick smiles. “I want us to go into Rome and shop for it. I want you to buy whatever you want.”
I blush, almost feeling giddy with the news that he wants to take me to Rome. Rome! And to shop!
Nick’s smile grows bigger, and he wraps his arms around me. “Money is no object. And I’ll stay out of it. Whatever design you want.”
He kisses my forehead, my cheek, the tip of my nose and then my lips. I press my body into his, moving my tongue past his lips to touch, to combine. Everything about this man makes my body sizzle. His soft, genuine show of affection is like a shot of adrenaline to my libido. He isn’t cocky or arrogant, but sweet and sincere.
Is it Italy? Does this place bring out a different side out of him?
Sure, he can still be bossy as hell. He speaks his mind and expects to be heard and obeyed. I still know that when it comes to Nick, I have to be careful. His dominance cannot be broken. And frankly… I’m okay with all that. But the truth of the matter is Nick is a great guy, and I have never been turned on more.
I try to press Nick back up against the wall. I want to take him right then and there. His hard, muscled body won’t budge an inch, however.
“Fuck me,” I purr against his lips.
He doesn’t respond, but he doesn’t return the kiss. His body is as hard as stone.
“Nick…”
Nick shakes his head. “Fucking keeps the relationship… uncomplicated. What we’ve done… crosses over to complicated. We don’t just fuck anymore. And we don’t want to explore what that means.”
“Really?” I smile seductively up at him. “Maybe I like complicated. Maybe I want to explore what comes next.”
“Lyriope…” he warns.
“Nick…” I counter, feeling the air sizzle between us.
“You thought I was a possessive psychopath before? If we go beyond complicated… you’ll see a side of me that I’m not sure you can handle.”
“Try me,” I provoke.
He doesn’t act on my provocation, and I roll my eyes. “I won’t love you, if that’s your concern. I just want to feel you inside of me again.” I lean forward to kiss him, forcing my hunger on him. “I know the rules of the game.”
His breath hitches. “I’m not sure either one of us does,” he says as he finally succumbs to my kiss and dances his tongue with mine.
He takes hold of me and pushes me hard up against the wall. He grabs my hands and presses them above my head and holds them firm with one hand, while his other begins to rip off my clothing. He yanks, he tugs, and he has me naked before I can even take my next breath. His lips press against mine with such force, such fierce passion.
Nick moves his lips to my neck and begins to kiss, suck, and bite. With my arms still pinned above my head by his massive hand, I have no choice but to allow Nick to do as he wishes.
I feel the sting of his teeth on my neck and gasp.
He stands before me and takes off all of his clothes in the same rush and fury that has landed me up against the wall. His ripped, tight, tattooed body towers before me as he seductively smiles.
“I like the word mine as well,” he says. “And that’s exactly what you are about to become.”
Nick kisses one breast and then the other. He sucks each nipple, slightly nipping with his teeth. I gasp, I moan, but he ignores my sounds and continues his descent down my abdomen with licks, swirls of his tongue, and bites. He reaches his final destination, kissing every ounce of flesh, licking my entire mound until I’m hungry with desire. I’m dying to feel his tongue delve into me. I want to feel the invasion, the penetration.
I’m practically climbing the wall of lunacy.
My body frantically searches for release from the madness.
Finally, he lowers me to the ground, moves his body on top of mine, and captures my gaze, and never releases it. He stares deep into my eyes, joining our souls, linking our energy.
Nick presses his cock deep within and stops moving. Taking that moment did something to me. I feel a connection and closeness I have never felt before with him. I look into his eyes and just watch. I watch the man—a man I’m starting to understand more than anyone—as we become one.