Must Be Love: (Nicole and Ryan) (A Jetty Beach Romance Book 1) (12 page)

It takes every ounce of self-control I have to finish up with Joanne. I wait for her to dress, give her a bottled water, and explain when she can expect to hear from me regarding the finished photos. My dick feels like it’s going to burst. Concentration is almost impossible, and I stumble over my words more than once. Nicole's presence in my studio calls to me like a siren's song. I’m entranced.

I've never taken my coaxing quite that far with a client before. Every word was what I want to do to Nicole. Still, I made myself hold back, images flashing through my mind that I didn't dare give voice to. It worked better than I could have imagined. Joanne was as pliable as soft clay, doing everything I asked of her. She dropped her inhibitions and showed me the side of herself I knew was there. And I captured it all.

But all I can think about is Nicole.

Nicole literally doesn’t move while I usher Joanne outside, her eyes locked on the floor in front of her. Did I scare her? Repulse her? Not everyone will understand what I do. They’ll see it as inappropriate, or like I’m taking advantage of my clients. All I want is to bring out their inner passion. To stoke the flame that every woman carries, and help them remember they are desirable.

"Nicole."

I let her name hang in the air. Nicole breaths hard. Her scent tickles my nose and I move closer, afraid I might scare her away.

"Look at me."

She turns her head toward me, her eyes blinking slowly, her lips open. Her face is deliciously flushed. I want her so bad it sends shockwaves through my limbs. My cock throbs. I take a few more steps, holding her eyes with mine.

Nicole's tongue darts out to lick her lips.
Fuck me. Should I do it? Should I pounce before she gets away?
I stalk her, moving like a cat on the hunt, easing my way closer.

I stop mere inches away. My breath comes fast, and my eyes devour her. She’s so close, I can feel her body heat, tempting me. She’s tantalizing. Her collarbone stands out with each breath, her breasts straining against her dress.
I should go slowly. Soft and sweet for Nicole.
I hesitate, holding myself in check, stretching out the agony.

Until she bites her lower lip. Then I’m done for.

I surge in, grabbing the back of her neck, and pull her mouth to mine. Her body melts against me, her hands slipping around my waist. I suck her lower lip into my mouth and let my bottom teeth drag across it—not so hard that it hurts, but enough that she gasps. I moan as she presses into me, rubbing her body against my swollen cock, and let her lip go.

"Ryan."

She says my name and grabs my cock through my pants. Why are we wearing these fucking clothes?

"Oh my god, Nicole, I need you. I fucking need to be inside you right now."

Breathlessly, she nods. I yank her sweater off and let it fall to the floor. We back up toward the couch, pulling our clothes off like they’re on fire. I grab her, pulling her close, and rub my hands down her back. Her breasts press into me and her skin against mine is amazing. I bury my face in her neck, her scent filling me. Grabbing her ass, I squeeze, pushing my cock against her.

Nicole groans. "I want your cock in me, Ryan. I want it now."

Her voice centers me. I could throw her down on the couch and pound her until I come. But this is Nicole Prescott. I never dreamed I'd have her naked in my studio, begging me to fuck her. This is not something I can rush.

I push the pillows aside and lay her down on the couch. Instead of climbing on top of her, I get on my knees and push her legs apart. She’s almost bare, just a sexy as hell triangle left in front. Fuck me, that’s hot. I slide my hands down her thighs and she tilts her hips up.

"Don't make me wait," she says.

I lean in and trail my hand down, feeling the soft folds of skin. "You're already so wet." I tease my fingers up and down, exploring. She shivers and moans, but when her fingers dig into the cushions and her back arches, I know I found the right spot. I push two fingers inside her and massage her clit with my thumb.

"Oh god, Ryan."

I circle my thumb around her clit, varying the pressure, learning. "Does this feel good?"

"I love it."

"This?" I press harder.

Her mouth opens and she moans again. I love that sound. It makes me want to drive her crazy so she won’t stop. I lean down and kiss the inside of her thigh, move across to kiss the other. I work my way up, trailing my tongue up her legs, until I reach her center.

Nicole shudders as I run my tongue up and down her slit. She’s swollen, so sensitive she reacts to every tiny movement. I find her clit with my mouth, and she gasps.

"You taste so good. I could do this to you forever."

"Holy shit, Ryan," she says, breathless. "I've never."

I pause. Does she mean…? "Has no one ever done this for you?"

"No."

You have got to be fucking kidding me.
Douchebag Jason had her all those years, and he never tasted her? What the fuck is wrong with that guy?

A smile creeps over my face. "Oh, Nicole. I have a treat for you."

Sweeping my tongue up and down, I rub her clit with quick strokes. She tastes so good. I grab her ass and she lets her legs rest over my shoulders. I bury my face in her, pushing my tongue into her pussy, dragging it out again and again. Her body is stiff at first, like she’s afraid. Holding back.

"I'm going to make you come like this."

"I don't know if I can."

I lift my head just enough to meet her eyes. "Look at me."

She meets my gaze, her eyes tight with anxiety.

"Watch."

I run my tongue over her clit. Her mouth drops open and her eyes roll back.

"You're going to come for me."

I go to work on her, rubbing my tongue up and down. I feel for her responses, trying different speeds and pressures. When her hips begin to move with my rhythm, I know I have her.

Her legs open wider and I suck her clit into my mouth. Goddamn, this is so fucking hot. I have my mouth all over Nicole Prescott's pussy, and her body is writhing beneath me.

"Oh hell, what the fuck are you doing to me?"

I push my fingers inside and press my tongue against her. Up and down, in and out. I try a little softer, then a little harder, feeling her body react. She groans, her hips rocking up and down. I keep going, moaning into her. She cries out. She seems to like more pressure, so I concentrate just above her opening, letting my fingers push in and out, my tongue massaging her.

"Oh, Ryan."

She’s so hot. I want my cock inside her—to feel that slick pussy all over me. But she needs to come for me first. I’m not going to stop until she does.

I hold to a rhythm that has her thrusting her hips into me. Faster. Harder. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, her folds burning hot under my tongue.

"Oh my god."

I keep rubbing my tongue up and down as her orgasm builds, moving with her grinding hips. She calls out with each pulse, her entire body shuddering with pleasure.

When she finishes, I make my way back down her thighs, kissing her as I go, tasting her sweet skin. Her chest rises and falls, her nipples pink, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead.

"How was it?" I ask, grinning at her.

She blinks as if she’s dazed, shaking her head slowly. "I don't even… I can't…"

I run my hands up and down her legs and scoot closer, letting my swollen cock rub against her thigh. Her pussy is there, dripping wet, waiting for me. I don’t know how this is happening, or whether I'll ever have this chance again. Have I ever been this turned on in my entire life? I grab her hips and squeeze, pressing myself close.

"What do you want, Nicole?"

"I want your cock."

My heart hammers and my dick throbs. A little voice shouts at me from the back of my mind. "Shit, Nicole, I don't have anything."

She blinks at me. "No, it's okay. I'm still on the pill."

A wicked smile steals across my face. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside me," she says. "Please."

Fuck, that little voice begging me. It’s almost too much. She’s so delicious, quivering beneath me. Her hair already a mess. Her cheeks flushed. Her nipples hard. I lean over her, grabbing her ass with one hand, and take her breast in my mouth. I let my cock rub against her wet folds, teasing her, and flick my tongue over her nipple.

I look up and she’s panting.

"What do you want?"

She lifts her head and meets my eyes. "I want you to fuck me."

He plunges his cock into me. I've never felt anything like it. He fills me up, stretching me, the slightest tinge of pain enhancing the unbelievable pleasure.

I just had an orgasm. How the fuck am I ready for more? He moves in and out, hitting me with just the right amount of pressure with each thrust. I open my legs wider and grab his ass, pushing him in deeper.

"I love the way you fill me," I say. "You fill every bit of me. I had no idea."

He pushes in and pulls out. I want him to move faster, but he holds back.

"Careful, baby. This is too good."

I hold his ass tighter, digging in my fingers. I rock my hips, dragging his cock across my clit with each thrust. The pressure builds in waves. I want more. I want all of him.

"Oh my god, Nicole. You're amazing."

My name on his lips is sublime. He leans down and kisses me, plundering my mouth with his tongue. For half a second, I’m afraid. His mouth has just been … but it tastes incredible. My flavor mixes with his, and it sends me into a tailspin.

He moves down my neck, sliding his tongue across my skin. I can’t believe he's lasted this long.

"Ryan, you feel so good."

He thrusts in and stops, holding tight against me. Jolts of pleasure spread as he grinds his cock in harder.

"What do you want?"

I don’t know what to say. I've never been asked that before.

"Tell me. You have to tell me or I won't play." He slides his cock out halfway and pauses, looking at me with a grin that is downright mischievous.

"I don't know."

"If Nicole doesn't know what she wants..." He pulls out a little more.

"No, please," I say. "I'll beg. Don't stop."

"Then tell me."

"Push it in, hard."

He does.

I groan, but he doesn’t move again.

"Again. Out, but not all the way. Stop there. Push it in. Oh my god. Yes, right there. Pull out again." I grab his ass again and guide him, moving his cock in and out of me.

"What else do you want?"

"Your mouth on my breasts," I say. Holy shit, what am I saying? But I do want it. "Suck on my nipple. Oh my god, yes." I shudder.

"I love it when you tell me what you like," he says.

He holds himself up with one hand and grabs my ass with the other. His muscles flex and ripple. His tattoo covers one shoulder, and he has another on his chest. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. His green eyes rove over my face and the stubble on his jaw is hot as hell. It felt unreal against my thighs and between my legs.

"Faster," I say.

He picks up the pace, pounding his cock into me. Pressure builds again, from deep inside. What is that?

"Holy shit, Ryan, don't stop that."

I don’t think I'll be able to have another orgasm. On the rare occasions I’ve climaxed during sex in the past, I was spent afterward, without any desire to continue. But Ryan's tongue was like an appetizer, revving me up for the main course. Pleasure fills me, the intensity increasing.

"Whoa," he says suddenly and slows down. He blows out a breath and holds, the crown of his cock just inside.

I move to push him back in, but he stops me.

"Hang on, baby. I don't want to come too soon."

"Are you almost?"

"Yeah," he says and takes another breath. "Right there. But I want to come together."

He can
do
that?

My body wants more, but I wait. Ryan stares at me. What’s going through his head? How did this happen?

He pushes back in and I cry out.

"Yeah, let me hear you," he says. "This is incredible, Nicole. Fuck, you feel so good. I could do this all day."

"Oh my god, yes," I say.

Without warning, he pulls out and, like an expert fucking gymnast, flips us over so he’s on the bottom.