Chapter l360

Chapter 0360

Maybe it was instinct, my b*dy’s natural reaction when being k*ssed by the man I so deeply

cared for.

Or maybe it was habit, borne from so many shared k*sses in our younger days, or since being reunited.

Whatever the reason, when Nicholas k*ssed me, my entire b*dy seemed to come alive. As if these past few days since our separation, I had been trapped in some kind of stasis. I’d been kept on ice, cold and alone.

Now, Nicholas breathed fresh life into me.

His mouth was a furnace. His hands held me with an immovable grip. This was fine with me. I didn’t want to be moved.

I wanted to be held, caressed, adored.

I wanted to give those things in return. My own fingers were clawlike as I gripped at his shoulders and dragged him closer, as close as could be, until no distance separated our bodies. – only our clothes. Those pesky things. Yet getting n*ked was too dangerous here.

We were in a coat closet. Rails of coats on hangers lined either side of the long, narrow room.

Nicholas released his hold on me, but only so long as to split the coats. Then he pushed me through the opening until my back hit the wall. He instantly joined me, crowding around me as the coats shuffled behind him, practically concealing the gap.

“Nick,” I whispered. The name came out as desperate as I felt. I was on fire. He was the only one who could put me out. But first, he had to fan those flames to a record heat.

He was well on his way again as his mouth covered mine. His tongue licked into my mouth. I opened my mouth wider, allowing him easier access.

His hands traced down the sides of my b*dy, down, down to my hips. There, he hooked his hands under my thighs and he lifted me up.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pinned me to the wall with his b*dy. His hands gripped my a*s, maybe for support, maybe just to feel, as he was squeezing.

I broke the k*ss to gasp. I was nearly light–headed from the lack of oxygen. This was all happening so quickly. Maybe we should talk about it. Maybe we should…

It was dark in the closet, with only a dim light coming through from around the door. Yet even in the darkness, his golden eyes sparkled as he looked at me with the same adoration he had when he sat across the table from me.

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That same look would get us into trouble someday, I was sure of it.

But weren’t we already in trouble?

Our dates were giving interviews and we were here, so very nearly lost in each other.

Nicholas licked his k*ss–swollen l*ps. His gaze dropped down to my mouth. “Piper.”

That was all he said. That was all he needed to say.

Just low and deep and growly. My name.

And all other thoughts flew away. All consequences of what might happen here were immediately dismissed.

Maybe when we left this room, we’d go back to ignoring each other. But for now, while we were here, I could have this.

We were already here, after all. What was the point of holding back now?

The rest could wait. Reason could wait.

For now… This.

With the way he was holding me, my face was on level with his. It was so easy for me to lean forward and claim his mouth with my own biting k*ss.

He smiled against my mouth, but only for a moment, before he gave me more and his mouth was too busy to smile.

I combed my fingers through his hair.

He hummed in pleasure. I felt his growing hardness press against my thigh. He shifted slightly, and now it pushed straight between my legs.

“N–Nick!”

At my reaction, he did it again, bucking his hard dick straight up against me. It sl*pped along my core and pressed at my clit, providing delightful friction along all of my sensitive parts.

“Oh, Nick…”

“Feel good?” he asked, voice rough.

“God, yes.”