“I’m not a big wine drinker.” He admits when he joins me. “Neither is Gunner. But he won’t turn down free alcohol.”
“You’re so … well-adjusted.” I chuckle.
He rolls his eyes. “It’s a front.”
“Is it?” I lean against the wall between the rows and rows of wine. The stone cools me a little.
“Sometimes.” He nods. “Being constantly distracted is better than having time to think. So I like to do things.”
It feels … invasive to ask him to elaborate, but Nick closes the space between us. “You’re more well-adjusted than you think.”
“Am I?” I ask.
“You’re working hard, learning quickly, you know just how to talk to people.”
“If you say I’m sweet, I’m not going to believe a single thing.” I roll my eyes. “Being sweet seems like a weakness.”
“Not where you’re concerned. And you can weaponize anything.” He chuckles. “I still remember you flipping me in the gym.”
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and run my hand over his chest. “You didn’t mind that? It felt like I cheated.”
“You didn’t.” He ensures me, caressing my hand. “You used your assets to your advantage. That’s the kind of thing that takes years to teach and longer to perfect.”
That vote of confidence warms my heart. I lick across my lips and glance to the side. “Did you come to collect me?”
“Nope. I’m obviously wine shopping.” He winks.
“Or playing bodyguard again, which I told you is unnecessary. This is all about fun.” I whisper. “Should I remind you of that?”
“Sophie.” He groans softly.
“Then I’ll prove it, Nick,” I whisper against his lips. “Fun. No work.”
His lips part for me after a moment’s hesitation. I lick along his tongue, kiss him hungrily. Maybe it’s the wine, the fact that I can do this without having to worry who comes around the corner, or maybe it’s that Nick makes me feel like I’m in control.
I rub down his chest and jerk him towards me by the belt. A smile spreads across his face. Nick’s hands go for my ass, rubbing and gripping my thighs. I can feel the length of him hard against me as our kiss deepens. He’s more reserved, he gives up control easily, but it doesn’t change his reactions.
Or mine.
I tug on his belt, and he pants as I kiss across his throat. “Sophie.”
“Let’s push your limits again.” I bite him softly. “See what we can get away with.”
“You make me feel like a teenager again.”
“Wild,” I whisper. “Dangerous.”
He cups my face as I undo his slacks. “Fun and alive.”
My mouth molds to his, and I nibble his lip as I stroke his cock in my hand. He pants, his jaw tightening until I want to lick across it. No man should be as gorgeous as Nick is. So kind, so disarming.
I sink to my knees and lick across his cock. He groans, bracing himself against the wall. A smile spreads across my face; I’m feeling so evil. “You have to be quiet, Nick. We don’t want to offend our hosts.”
He nods. “Don’t say it like it’s easy.”
I watch his face change as I get to work sucking his cock. I close my eyes, enjoying how good he feels in my mouth, the way his hips press him deeper into my mouth. Nick strokes through my hair, and I look up at him. His lips are parted, his eyes focused entirely on me as my cheeks hollow around his dick.
He gets bigger and thicker in my mouth as I continue, taking him as deep as I can and gripping his ass hard with my nails. Then I’m up and facing the wall. Nick kisses across the back of my neck.
“No way I can stay quiet with you.” He pants in my ear.
I rub my ass against him and drag my skirt up. Nick watches, his fingers following the rising hem until he strokes across my ass. He groans softly. “No underwear?”
“What are you going to do about it?”
Nick licks across his lips and rubs the head of his cock against my entrance. I rock back and take him deep. He gasps and wraps an arm around my waist. After I control the pace a bit, rocking back against him and rolling my ass so he can tell exactly how much I like this, he steals control.
Nick groans against my ear as he slams into me. There’s no slow build-up with him. We’re going at it hard and fast. A whimper slips through my lips, and I cover my own mouth with my hand, biting my palm as Nick ups the pace again.
Pleasure spreads from my pussy, radiating through my body until I swear I’m vibrating. Nick kisses across my throat. “You’re perfect, Sophie. Warm, smart, sexy.”
I shiver.
His hand slides up my shirt, and he teases my nipples with his fingers, always soft and gentle. I bite my hand harder, and Nick groans. “Fuck, I’m so close.”
I nod, and in the next thrust, I come; I nearly lose my grip on the wall as I moan against my palm. My knees shake, my vision darkens, and then Nick gasps, and his body tightens behind me. He jerks me against him tighter as he impales me harder.
We pant, and Nick kisses the back of my shoulder. “You’re everything but boring, Soph.”
I laugh once and turn around once he slips out of me. I redo his pants and kiss along his neck. “Risks are rewarded.”
“You’re not a reward.” He presses a soft kiss to my lips. “You’re … so much more.”