CHAPTER 122: HER SWEETNESS (2)

Georgia’s POV

I can’t believe I’m letting him do this to me. God, I must be losing my mind. Or maybe I’m just losing myself... to him.

But then again, I trust him—strangely, deeply, more than I should. We’ve only known each other for such a short time, yet the pull between us is undeniable, magnetic.

I fought it at first, hesitant and guarded, hiding behind walls I thought were unbreakable. But the moment he confessed what he truly felt, those walls shattered like glass, and I surrendered without looking back at our past.

It’s insane how it feels—like I’ve known him for lifetimes, like we’ve been together in worlds that came before this one. As if our souls just recognized each other in the dark and refused to let go.

Maybe that’s foolish...

Maybe it’s fate...

All I know is his feelings for me are real—I can feel their weight in every word, every touch, every kiss.

And I trust him. With my body. With my heart. With this moment, that’s no longer just about lust.

What’s happening between us isn’t just sex—it’s something raw, something deeper. It’s a collision of bodies, yes, but also of hearts, of unspoken truths and desires screaming to be heard.

In such a short time, he already reads me better than anyone else ever has. He senses what I feel before I even admit it to myself. He seems to hear the whispers in my head, answering them without me ever speaking.

And right now... It’s as if he’s inside my very thoughts—licking me exactly where I crave him most, sucking with the perfect pressure that makes my toes curl and my body tremble. He knows. Godsss, he knows.

But I needed more... So much more of him, and I couldn’t wait another second. My fingers curled around his head, guiding him up to me. "Enough of that," I whispered breathlessly, my voice raw with hunger. "Come back here... kiss me, and put it inside me." There wasn’t a trace of hesitation.

The words spilling from my lips were shameless, filthy, audacious—and God, I loved it. I didn’t even recognize this version of myself. She wasn’t reserved; she wasn’t timid. She was bold, wild, and unapologetic. She was me, finally free.

"Yes, ma’am," Nick teased with that wicked grin before capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss. And then—oh God—he slid inside me. My body welcomed him instantly, soaking, aching, opening for him like it had been waiting its whole life for this exact moment. His entry was smooth, perfect, and I moaned into his mouth as he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he filled me completely.

"Ahhh... so deep..." I gasped against his lips, every nerve in my body trembling.

I felt him smile in the kiss before he murmured, low and rough, "You wanted me deep inside you, didn’t you?"

I nodded desperately, my voice breaking into a whisper. "Yes... if you could stay there forever, I’d let you. I’d beg you to."

His chuckle rumbled against my chest, dark and delicious. "Careful, baby. I want that too." And with that, he pulled back just enough to slam back in—deeper, harder—stealing the air from my lungs.

"Ahhh—fuck... ahhh!" My voice cracked as pleasure exploded through me. I didn’t know if he had just grown harder, bigger, longer—or if it was my body molding perfectly around him. All I knew was that it felt addictive, euphoric, like something I’d never, ever get tired of.

Then his movements quickened, each thrust more demanding, his hunger blending with mine until it became one blazing storm. My fingers grabbed the sheets tighter, my body trembling as if I would shatter into a thousand pieces if I let go.

"Fuuuck... it feels so good—ahh—Nick!" I cried out, my voice breaking against the rhythm of his hips.

He buried his face against the crook of my neck, his breath hot, primal, intoxicating. His hands gripped my ass firmly, lifting me against him as he pounded into me with a ferocity that stole every ounce of control I thought I had.

"Oh... my... God... ahhh!" I screamed, clawing at his arms, his back, anything I could hold onto before my soul slipped right out of my body and into the heavens above.

"Tell me you like it, baby," he growled into my ear, his voice vibrating against my skin. "Tell me you want me to fuck you harder..."

Damn him. Damn his voice, damn the way he knew exactly what I needed before I even knew it myself. My body was a trembling mess, my thoughts blurred into nothing but desire.

"I... like it... so much... ahhh... oh fuck... babe... fuck me harder... more..." I moaned, the words tumbling out in broken gasps.

"That’s it, baby," he urged, lips brushing my ear, every word sending a jolt of fire straight to my core. "Tell me more."

God, this man was impossible. Couldn’t he see I was already hanging by a thread, my mind suspended between reality and some otherworldly dimension where only pleasure existed? I could barely open my eyes, could barely think, I could only feel him.

"Fuck me harder... make me come... come inside me..." I finally screamed, every syllable a plea, a demand, a surrender.

There, I said it. The reward that he wanted so badly.

His chuckle rumbled against my neck before he lifted his head, eyes burning into mine. "Come with me," he ordered, voice low and commanding.

Shifting his weight, his right hand slid down between us, fingers pressing against my clit, rubbing with a merciless rhythm while he kept driving into me.

"Ahhh... oh my god... yes—Nick!" I wailed, my body arching, every nerve igniting as pleasure consumed me.

"Just like that, baby... let it go," he groaned, feeling my walls pulse and tighten around him, dragging him deeper with each contraction.

"Oh fuck—I’m coming—I’m coming—ahhh!" My scream broke as my climax tore through me, my core pulsing in hard, unrelenting waves, milking every inch of him.

"Shit—baby—fuck—" Nick’s moan was raw as he slammed deep one last time, his cock throbbing inside me before hot bursts of his release spilled into me, filling me until I could feel it spill down my thighs.

"Nick..." I gasped, breathless, undone.

But his mouth captured mine in a silencing kiss, sealing us together as we unraveled in perfect unison—two bodies, one heartbeat, one soul lost in the same blissful storm.