“It’ll take time. But there’s nothing saying that when he comes out the other side he won’t be capable. There’s a lot to Nico we’ve yet to see.”
“I’m only really interested in one part of him,” I quip.
“That’s not true, and you know it,” she barks with a laugh. “You wouldn’t be satisfied with just his cock, or his tongue. You need multiple parts.”
“Yeah, his fingers too,” I add quietly.
* * *
“You should have just taken me home,” I argue when Jodie pulls her little car into the underground car park beneath the building she now lives in with Toby. It also happens to be the building where Nico is more than likely hiding in his flat.
“Brianna, what have you done with your lady balls?” she asks, making me rear back. “You are the strongest, most determined woman I know—and my life is now full of pretty fierce ones, so that is a huge fucking compliment. Yet one school placement has derailed you.”
I let out a sigh. “I’ve been coming off the tracks for a while.”
“Life’s been hard,” Jodie says. “With Joe’s death and then…”
“You don’t have to say it. I know. I know all of it. I could just do with a break from it all, you know?”
“We will. When you and the guys have finished school, we’re all going to get away and just leave all this shit behind.”
“I’m not sure.”
“This isn’t up for discussion, Bri. I want a break with my boy and my girl. No arguments.”
“Fine,” I concede because she’s right. We do need it. And I am not myself right now.
Things haven’t been right since… I’m not even sure when exactly, but I have every suspicion it coincides with a certain monster-cock-wielding male’s arrival in my life.
Or maybe it was Valentine’s.
Things definitely changed that night, and not just because I had a long time to think about everything after the prick left me handcuffed to a bed with nothing but my twitching muscles and his mouth-watering scent to remind me of how good it was for those few moments.
“Come on. You’ll feel better when you’ve spoken to him.”
Pushing the driver’s door open, she climbs out, leaving me little choice but to follow.
My anxiety heightens as we climb through the building—not that Jodie notices. She’s too busy messaging someone, Toby probably. And she only tucks her phone away when we finally spill out of the lift on the top floor.
Nico’s floor.
With my bags in hand and the guilt I feel over spending his money sitting heavy in my stomach, I hold my head high and march toward his floor.
“He’s in,” Jodie confirms as we get closer.
“Great.”
I suck in a deep breath as I come to a stop in front of the matte black door with a big, modern chrome number two in the middle. It sits right above the peephole, which is going to ensure he knows exactly who is standing on the other side. Again.
I have been talked into being here way too much recently.
Jodie and the others seem to think that I’m going to be the one to get through to him.
I think they’re all delusional.
Nico is only interested in me when I’m on my back with my legs spread or on my knees with my lips wrapped around his cock.
Glancing back at Jodie, who is standing off to the side and out of view with her own bags hanging from her fingers, I lift my hand and press my finger to the buzzer.