Skin to skin.
Heat to heat.
His hard, naked body pressed fully against mine. I could feel every inch of him—his warm chest against my breasts, his strong thighs between mine, and his thick c**k resting heavy and hot against my stomach. The feeling made me tremble with anticipation.
We kissed again, harder, then softer, then harder still. His hand squeezed my breast, thumb rolling over my sensitive n****e, claiming what was his. Every touch sent sparks through me. I was trembling under him, aching, wet and ready.
“I want you inside me,” I whispered breathlessly when I could no longer wait.
Nicholas pulled back just enough to look into my eyes, searching deeply like he was hunting for even the smallest trace of doubt. He found none. Only love. Only need. Only trust.
“My love,” he whisp
