CHAPTER 137: TOO ADDICTED TO RESIST (2)

Nick spun Georgia with a force that made her gasp, pressing her chest against the cold tiled wall. His palm pushed firmly at her lower back, bending her forward until she was helplessly arched.

"Hands on the wall," he commanded, his voice dark and rough. Then, without warning, he dropped to his knees.

Georgia looked over her shoulder in disbelief, her breath catching. "N-Nick? Wait—ahh!"

Her protest broke into a moan as his tongue found her, tracing a wicked path from her clit up through her slick folds, teasing her higher until her back hole, she shivered.

"Nick! D-don’t—ahh! That’s disgusting! Ahh!" she cried when he flicked against forbidden places, only for her words to dissolve into a raw wail as his fingers suddenly drove deep inside her dripping core.

"Not to me," he murmured, standing fluidly as his fingers thrust faster, stretching her open. His breath was hot against her ear as he leaned in. "Every inch of you belongs to me, Georgia. I’ll take what’s mine—anyway I want."

Before she could answer, his cock slid into her drenched heat, burying himself so deep she nearly sobbed.

"Do you understand?" he whispered harshly, grinding into her, filling her completely.

"Y-Yes... oh God, yes! You’re so deep, Nick!" she moaned, her body trembling as he pulled halfway out, only to slam back into her with brutal force.

"Ahh!"

"Do you like it when I take you like this?" he growled, thrust after punishing thrust.

"Fuck! Yes!" she gasped, throwing her head back, the sensation overwhelming—like her soul was jolted right out of her body.

"Good girl. Then scream for me."

"S-scream? They’ll hear us down—ahhh!" she wailed as he hammered into her faster, relentless, leaving her no escape. Her pleas dissolved into broken cries, her nails clawing the wall as he hooked one of her legs up, opening her wider. His thumb found her clit, rubbing merciless circles in time with his thrusts.

Her moans spilled out uncontrollably, muffled only by the hand she clamped over her mouth. "Mmm... ohh... fmm—"

The orgasm tore through her violently, her body shaking as she shattered around him. But Nick didn’t stop. He drove her harder, chasing his own release until he groaned low, spilling into her with a final, deep thrust.

Georgia’s body sagged, her chest heaving, thinking at last it was over.

But then Nick’s grip tightened on her hip. His cock, still hard inside her, twitched with renewed hunger.

It wasn’t the end. Not even close.

Nick began to thrust again, but Georgia suddenly braced her hands against the wall, pulling away from him with shaky breaths.

"M-my legs..." she panted, her voice trembling. "You fucked me so hard—so fast—my legs can’t even hold me up right now. I-I can’t... not standing again..."

Nick’s dark eyes burned as he stilled. A wicked smirk curled at his lips. "Is that it? No problem."

Before Georgia could catch another breath, he swept her off the ground in one powerful motion.

"Nick! Wait—" she gasped, her protest swallowed when her back pressed against the cool vanity top.

"Spread your legs..." he ordered, voice low and rough.

Her hesitation lasted only a heartbeat before he lost patience. Nick gripped her thighs, forcing them open wide, and in the next instant, his cock was buried deep inside her drenched core.

Georgia threw her head back, her cry echoing against the tiles. "Oh my God! Ahh! N-Nick—slow down! You’re too fast!"

"Fuck..." Nick groaned, his thrusts unrelenting. "I can’t slow down. We don’t have time, remember?"

Her lips trembled between moans, her body already trembling beneath him. "Then why—why do it again? Ahhh!"

But even as the words left her mouth, her thoughts dissolved. Pleasure overtook reason, her body betraying her as heat coiled tight inside her belly. Another climax built rapidly, dragging her closer with every ruthless stroke.

"Because you’re too damn cute... Stop being cute," Nick growled against her lips, his smirk both tender and wicked.

"What?! Ahh—Nick, you’re crazy... ahh!" Georgia cried out, her voice breaking with every thrust that shook through her.

"Crazy for you," he rasped, his breath hot on her ear. "Fuck, Georgia... your pussy’s gripping me so tight... are you close?"

Her nails dug into his shoulders as her head fell back. "Yes—yes! Don’t stop... my Godsssss!"

"Fuck... you feel so good," Nick groaned, thrusting harder, deeper. "I could lose myself inside you forever."

Georgia’s body arched, her cries echoing off the walls. "Don’t stop! Ahhh—Nick!" she wailed, her climax crashing into her, walls pulsing violently around him, pulling him deeper.

"Shit, baby... fuck... you’re so tight—so perfect—I’m coming inside you..." Nick groaned through gritted teeth, his release tearing through him as he emptied himself inside her.

The hot rush filled her, and Georgia moaned shakily, clinging to him. "It’s... so warm... ahh..."

Nick stayed buried for a moment, savoring the way her body still quivered around his length, before finally pulling out—slow, reluctant, as if leaving her felt like a punishment.

Georgia slid down from the vanity, still panting, her thighs trembling. The heat of Nick’s release slipped from her, trailing down her legs in thick drops. She gasped, glancing at the mess. "Damn... that’s too much..."

Nick steadied her by the waist, pulling her close for a heated kiss that stole what little breath she had left. "Still safe today, right?" he murmured against her lips with a wicked grin.

Georgia narrowed her eyes, already sensing where this was going. "Yes... but stop with your evil plans. Let’s shower." She tried stepping forward, but her legs buckled beneath her. Before she could move another inch, Nick spun her, pressing her down against the vanity so her stomach met the cool surface.

Her gaze flicked to the mirror. Nick’s reflection towered behind her, his grin carved in mischief.

"I’m going to take full advantage of this ’safe’ day," he said, lifting her leg onto the vanity. Without hesitation, he slid into her again, filling her in one deep thrust.

"Fuck! Nick!" Georgia wailed, her body clenching around him.

He tangled a fist in her hair, tugging until her flushed face stared back at her reflection. "Look at yourself... look at how gorgeous you are when I’m inside you. Every sound, every expression—you’re driving me insane. You’re so warm, so tight... Georgia, you’re my sweetest addiction."

Her lips parted in a helpless moan, her reflection a portrait of raw desire. ’We’re not leaving this room anytime soon...’ she thought breathlessly.

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