Chapter 19: The Enjoyment

I have been waiting for him to make the first move but I guess I have to tease Nicolas so that he will not getaway. Not this time and I will make sure of that. If I have to keep him to the bed by binding his hands and legs, I will fucking do it.

I was kissing him with hunger as he was striding into the master bedroom, the bed that I slept in last night, the bed where Nicolas has been spending his time with his other mistresses.

Mistresses.

That thought alone made me stopped my assault on his kissable, full lips as I was looking into his eyes. Eyes that were darkening with hunger and lust to ravish me to the fullest.

"What's the matter?" He asked me as he was putting me onto the bed gently as if I would break at any moment. oh, I will break. Break his fucking neck! My eyes must be deadly as he was chuckling darkly at me.

"if you were thinking that I ever had another woman in this bed, yes I did," he said as if he can read my mind.

Okay, fuck it, I will kill him now.

"but, it was you when I first tasted you a year ago," he whispered as he was looking at my chest before he looked into my eyes. They were shining with adoration and regret? I don't think a notorious playboy like Nicolas would have something to regret about. He sighed.

"I understand if you don't want to—"

"fucking finish it, Garcia, or I swear I will kill you right now," I said as I pulled him closer as I was kissing his mouth as he was too shocked to respond to my kiss. But a few seconds later, he was kissing me hard and passionately as he was roaming my body, squeezing my breasts that made me arched my back toward him.

"Strip,"

"what?"

"Strip, now!" Nicolas said as he was tearing his button-down apart as the buttons were flying onto the floor. I was too stunned to move as his hard chest and abs were in front of me. I could never want anyone else other than him now.

"Camila, strip. now," he said darkly as he was trying to rip my blouse. I stopped him.

"hey, I don't have anything else," I said before he smirked at me and ripped it open into two. He tossed it onto the floor before I went to unzip my jeans. I was fumbling with his belt before he pulled my jeans off my long legs. He ran his palms over them and I shivered at the contact.

"so responsive, my love. I cannot wait to be inside of you and see how responsive you are," he whispered darkly before he went to get out of his jeans. I looked at his bulging boner before his hard cock was springing into action.

it was a sight to see, I wanted to touch it. I wanted to taste. God, I wanted it to be the only mine. Nicolas chuckled when I was frozen to my spot as I looked at his endowed male anatomy.

"liking what you see, my love?" He asked me. I gulped before I looked into his eyes. I was still wearing my bra and lace thong but I can sense that it was wet down there. Wet for him.

"yes," I whispered and before I knew what was going on, he flipped me onto my stomach as he was holding my thighs.

"what are you doing?" I asked him after I took a deep breath, anticipated what he will do next. He chuckled darkly before he tore my panty. The sound was vibrating across the room as the sun was rising in the background.

"I need to taste you after a very long time," he said.

"wait, why do we have—" and everything was history. I gasped as his tongue was on my slit. I gripped the bedding as I was trying to form words.

"Nicolas—" another lick and another gasp. I was gripping more and more of the bedding as Nicolas was holding my thighs up in the air as my butt cheeks and core was hanging and the cold breeze of the morning was hitting them.

"hmm, still taste the same," he mused before he went to tackle it all. At first, he was licking the slit before he plunged his big finger into me.

One, then, two fingers. I gasped as he was playing with my pearl before he bit on it. I moved my butt before he gripped it.

"Stay still, my love," he said as he was holding it in place. I was shoving him my butt as I wanted more. I needed more. And he can give that to me.

"Nicolas, please," he stopped as I was begging for him.

"Please, what?" He asked as he was stroking me with his thumb and he was pumping his fingers in and out of my core.

"I need you, fill me up. oh, my love," I said before he flipped me onto my back and I was staring at him before he kissed me. I can taste myself on his mouth as I was kissing him hard. He was pinning my wrists about my head before he went to kiss my neck and jaw. He went lower and lower as he was grazing my bra. He looked at me before he ripped it apart and threw it on the floor.

"I need that after this,"

"no, you don't," he said before he went to suck onto my left breast. I gasped as I was arching my back when he was doing circular motion onto my erected nipples and he was changing it as he was paying attention to the other one. I was holding his head before he released it with a pop.

"now, spread your thighs for me," he said as he was pushing it with his knees. I did as he asked me as I was looking into his brown orbs. The sun was making his body like a Greek god. God, I wanted him to devour me right now.

"Nicolas, please," I begged for it again. He chuckled darkly as he went to kiss my neck and jaw.

"I love it when you beg, my love," he said and before I could reply to him, he slammed into me.

I gasped as I can sense that my hymen was breaking and blood was oozing from my core into my thighs and the bedsheet.

"shit, shit, shit! Camila! Why you did not say anything?!" He said as he was looking at me. I can sense his eyes were on me as I was closing my eyes. A single tear was streaming down my face as Nicolas kissed it away.

"if I have known,"

"it's fine," I said as I was moving to accommodate his length. I know I should be angry and disgusted by the way that he slammed into me without any warning but that would not be Nicolas's style. And I knew it because I wanted him to ravish me.

"Camila,"

"if you don't fucking move, Garcia, I swear to god, I—" I gasped as he moved in and slammed into me again. I was gripping his shoulder as he moved in and out of my core before I can sense that the pleasure was building up. My stomach clenched as I was gripping him and I was digging my heels into his ass as he was pumping in and out of me,

"Oh god, don't stop!" I hissed at him as I was clinging to him. My breasts were bumping into his chest as he was holding me close, desperate for contact and heat.

"Oh, sweet Jesus,"

"don't say that name when we were fucking right now," I said as I knew how religious people might be offended when we used their Lord's name in raw fucking.

"Sorry, but you were so good that I can't. Fuck!" He shouted as I was sensing that my big O was coming near to the surface. I can sense that my toes were tingling as my body was ready for it.

suddenly, my core was clenching around his meat as he has groaned into my neck as I was screaming his name.

"Nico," I gasped. It was his name when we were childhood friends. Before the killing, before the disappearance. Before everything. It was just him and me.

"Mila," he whispered to me when I sensed he was spewing his hot loads into my bun. It was done now. He was branding me.

and I don't think that I would mind it at all.

We were breathing heavily for a while as he was nuzzling my neck. I was gripping his shoulders before I moved and he gripped my waist again. then, I sensed it. He was hard. Again!

"What in the world!" I said as I blushed when I was inexperienced in this department. Nicolas laughed before he looked at me and kissed me.

"it's called a boner, my love and I think I was not done yet with you," he said as he moved in and out of my core again.

Lord, help me!