CHAPTER 373: BON VOYAGE (4)

Georgia’s POV

My palms drifted down Nick’s chest, feeling every warm line of muscle as I slid lower. When my fingers reached the waistband of his briefs, I let them play there, light, teasing strokes, before stepping off the bed to stand between his legs. He watched me like I was something he was starving for.

I traced the edge of his briefs with one finger, letting it glide along his skin.

"Hmm... I think something in here is dying to come out." My eyes dropped to the hard, prominent bulge straining against the fabric. "It looks... uncomfortably stiff."

Nick’s smirk was sinful. "It wants to get out," he murmured, voice deep and gravelly. "And go straight inside you. So maybe you should help it and say hello, babe."

I laughed softly and tilted my head. "Oh? And what if I don’t?" I dragged my fingertip along the length of his cock through the fabric, slowly, deliberately. The twitch of his hips... the way he sucked in a breath... God, he was trying so hard not to lose control.

I gasped dramatically and covered my mouth. "Oh wow... It’s so hard, baby."

He let out a dark chuckle and then suddenly he sat up, fast and with purpose. "You shouldn’t touch something you’re not planning to free," he growled.

Before I could blink, his hand slid behind my neck, the other around my waist, pulling me into his lap. His mouth crushed against mine, hot and possessive, stealing every smart remark I was about to make. His tongue swept into my mouth with a hunger that made my knees weaken.

And beneath me... Gods, he was rock hard, pushing up against me through the thin fabric, letting me feel exactly how undone he already was.

I rocked my hips against him, and his breath broke.

That was all the permission I needed.

I reached between us, hooked my thumbs into his briefs, and pulled them down, freeing him completely. His cock sprang up, thick and flushed, and both my hands wrapped around it instinctively, stroking him from base to tip.

"Georgia..." Nick’s voice cracked, a low hiss against my lips. "You’re seriously driving me insane."

I kissed the corner of his mouth, then whispered, "Lie back for me, husband. I want you in my mouth."

Nick didn’t even hesitate. He dropped onto the mattress like I’d just issued a command he’d been waiting for all night.

I laughed breathlessly at how fast he moved; it was lightning speed.

Then I slid his briefs the rest of the way off, nudged his legs open, and knelt between them. His gaze was locked on me, dark, intense, almost reverent as I lowered my head.

And keeping my eyes on his, I wrapped my lips around him... and took him all the way in.

"Oh, fuck..." Nick’s voice broke as his head tipped back, muscles tightening beneath my hands. His fingers slid into my hair, sweeping it aside so he could watch me. "Baby... that feels so damn good."

His reaction only made me bolder.

I nudged his legs wider, letting his cock slip from my mouth with a wet sound before lowering my lips to him again, this time trailing kisses down his length and underneath. My tongue found his balls, warm and sensitive, and I sucked them gently while my hand kept stroking him in long, steady motions.

Nick’s moan ripped out of him, raw, unfiltered, so deep it vibrated against my chest.

"Georgia... Fuck! You’re killing me," he groaned, his thigh muscles trembling. That sound... that desperation... it lit something wicked inside me.

I drew both of his balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue around them slowly, teasingly, and Nick completely lost it.

"Baby, shit... fuck!" he choked out, gripping the leather sheets like he was hanging on for dear life.

His voice rose again, louder this time, and right when I felt him start to shake, he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

"Stop, stop, Georgia—" His breathing was ragged, panicked in the sexiest way. "I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that. Come here. Now."

I laughed as he practically yanked me up onto the bed, his face flushed, his eyes wild.

He pinned me beneath him with a hungry smile.

"Laugh now," he warned, his voice a dark promise against my lips. "Because I’m about to do to you exactly what you just did to me..."

Nick crashed his mouth against mine, kissing me with a hunger that stole my breath. While our lips moved, I felt his fingers find the thin straps of my lingerie—then snap.

The straps broke clean off.

I pulled back, gasping. "Hey! That’s from my bridesmaids! Don’t destroy it!"

He only laughed, low and wicked. "I’ll buy you a hundred more," he murmured before cupping my breasts and lowering his mouth to them.

The moment his lips wrapped around my nipple, my back arched on instinct. He sucked with slow, greedy pulls, tongue swirling, while his other hand kneaded my breast, his fingers rolling my nipple until sparks danced up my spine.

He devoured me like he’d been starving since the moment he met me.

"Nick... baby..." My voice came out breathless, desperate. "I want you in me. Please."

I was so wet it hurt. Every throb between my legs begged for him, ached for him.

Nick released my breast with a soft pop and lifted his gaze to mine. The look in his eyes was pure fire.

"Patience, babe," he said, brushing a thumb over my swollen nipple. "You’ll get exactly what you’re craving... after I make you dripping for me."

"I’m already wet," I snapped, grabbing his shoulders to pull him closer, but he didn’t move. He just smirked, loving every second of my frustration.

"I love seeing you like this," he whispered. "So needy. So desperate. So horny. Makes me want to tease you until you’re begging."

My eyes widened. Begging? Oh, he was getting bold.

"Nick," I warned, breath shaky. "Stop teasing me and fuck me."

He leaned in, lips brushing my ear, voice dark and sinful.

"Make me."

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