I suck my breath in as his hands move up to push my sleeves down my arms, and my skin prickles with goosebumps when his hands drift back down to my hips.
Since my dress is a tight fit, I can feel Nicolaas staring as I wriggle out of it, but instead of feeling embarrassed, I just feel hotter and wetter at having his undivided attention.
I watch my dress fall into a pool of fabric around my feet, and it's then I realize I'm still wearing my stilettos while I'm in my underwear.
Eep!
It's a little too kinky, even for me, but when I start to take my shoes off, I hear Nicolaas growl from behind.
"No."
And I freeze.
He rises to his feet and takes my hand. I have zero clue on where he's leading me until I realize we're standing in front of a full-length mirror—-
Oh God.
I'm mortified and aroused, seeing myself in my underwear and heels while Nicolaas is still fully dressed behind me.
His gaze captures mine through the mirror, and I can only watch in trembling, aching silence as his arms go around me to slowly cup my breasts.
Aaaaah.
I have never felt a man's hands on my breasts before, and oh God, oh God—-
The folds of my pussy swell anew as he starts kneading my breasts. His touch is gentle at first, but as my knees start to weaken, and I find myself leaning against his chest, that's when his touch becomes forceful, and oh God, oh God, I love it.
Pain and pleasure merge as Nicolaas fondles, mashes, and plumps my breasts with so much force it's as if he's trying to squeeze some milk out of them. And since I know it is possible for such a thing to happen, the thought that it could happen is enough to make me cry out—-
"You've thought of something," he growls.
"Y-Yes."
"Tell me what it is."
I shake my head, but this only makes him squeeze my breasts with just the right amount of roughness, and another cry tumbles past my lips.
"Tell me," he growls.
And this time, I can no longer deny him.
"I was imagining...how it would be, if...if...if you over stimulate my breasts—-"
"And milk leaks out of your nipples?"
That he knows right away what I'm talking about makes me whimper...and then I'm whimpering yet again when he starts plucking my nipples.
"Nicolaas!"
Pluck, pluck, pluck.
"You like that, don't you?"
He twists my nipples between his fingers, and I cry out even as my body buckles against his.
"I've never thought of trying to make a woman's breasts leak milk before, but I think with you, sweetheart..."
He pinches my nipples hard, and something inside of me starts to build.
"I think with you, it's more than fucking possible."
Oh God.
"I'll surprise you one day, sweetheart. I'll make it happen just when you least expect it, and I'll make sure everyone knows it's not because you're pregnant. But for now..."
Nicolaas suddenly unhooks my bra from the back, and a gasp escapes me as my breasts suddenly spills free.
"God." Nicolaas is staring at my breasts through the mirror. "They're so fucking big, Francesca..."
His hands cover my breasts, and I moan.
"Fuck."
He squeezes my breasts, and I jerk against his body.
"My hands aren't even enough to cover them completely."
I start to whimper, but this quickly turns into another moan when Nicolaas spins me around—-
AAAAAH!
He bends down without warning to take one pink nipple into his mouth, and I fall forward with another moan as I grip his head to my breast.
He's suckling on my nipple so, so hard, and it feels so, so good that I can only clutch more desperately at his head. I don't want this to end, I want this to go on and on—-
Aaaaah!
Nicolaas moves to do the same thing with my other nipple while his hand plays and fondle with recently freed breast.
I'm out of my mind with need at the way he's eating me, and oh God, oh God, oh God—-
My orgasm takes me by surprise, and all I can do is drive my nipple deeper into his mouth as pleasure rocks my shuddering body.
Nicolaas
After double-checking with security that all of Francesca's belongings are safe, I run the bath and head back to the bedroom. Francesca is on the bed, but her eyes flutter open the moment I run my knuckles down her cheek.
A moment later, a smile slowly breaks over her lips, and I can't remember seeing anything so damn beautiful.
"Hi."
It's the first thing she says, and my lips twitch at the way she keeps surprising me. I've never had another girl say 'hi' after having made her cum...and I like it.
"Hi," I say back just before lifting her up in my arms, and my dick throbs wildly under my pants when I feel her nuzzle the side of my neck. This affectionate side of hers is another surprise, but while it's something I would never have welcomed from other women...