Georgia’s POV
Nick’s fingers worked on the buckles restraining one by one, his movents unhurried, almost tender compared to the rciless tornt he’d just put through.
The spreader bar clattered softly against the floor as he freed my wrists last, rubbing them gently as if to soothe the marks.
The mont I could move, I shoved at his chest, glaring at him through tear-soaked lashes. "I hate you! Why did you do that to ?" My voice shook, part fury, part lingering pleasure that still made my thighs quiver.
Nick only threw his head back and laughed, the deep sound rumbling through his chest. He caught my wrists easily and pulled down onto his lap, caging with his strong arms.
"Because, love... it was fun watching you aroused and begging." His lips brushed my temple, wicked and soft at once. "But I won’t do it again. Promise."
I narrowed my eyes, but my heart still raced as his warmth seeped into . "You’re evil," I muttered, though it sounded weak even to my own ears.
Nick grinned, devilish and satisfied, before reaching for the cake on the table. "Co on, let’s eat the cake you bought. You need strength..." His eyes glead as he cut a slice, the fork poised like a weapon of temptation. "...because we’re not sleeping tonight."
My jaw dropped, the aftershocks of my orgasm still buzzing in my legs, and he only laughed harder at my expression. His smile was dangerous—promising more sin, more pleasure, more tornt I wasn’t sure I could handle.
Nick stood and stretched, striding toward the kitchenette with his shirt still sitting on the sofa, his back broad and commanding even in the simplest of movents, and I watched his ass move as he walked. "I’ll grab us so forks," he said casually.
Not bad, such a cute sight, and I caught myself staring at it for too long before I exhaled, "I’ll just wash up fast," steadying my breath before slipping into the bathroom.
My body still thrumd from everything he had just done, but I needed to wash off the heat and sweat clinging to my skin.
The cool water cald a little, but not enough. After drying off, I wrapped myself in a towel and grabbed another for Nick.
When I stepped back out, he was already back on the sofa with two plates and the cake cut neatly into slices. He looked up, his eyes softening when he saw , then quirking in amusent at the towel. I handed him his. "Here, so you don’t make stare at your nakedness while eating."
He chuckled. "Thanks, love," he said, draping it loosely over his waist before we both settled side by side on the sofa.
We ate quietly at first, the sweetness of the cake filling the silence. I focused hard on the fork in my hand, pretending not to notice the way his gaze lingered on more than the food.
Then he spoke, his voice casual but filled with curiosity. "You know... I’ve always wondered about sothing."
I glanced at him, wary but amused. "What is it now?"
Nick leaned back, studying the frosting on his fork before shifting his gaze back to . "What would the frosting taste like... if I ate it from your skin? Like in those TV shows and movies."
I burst out laughing, nearly choking on the bite I was chewing. "Nick, seriously? It’ll taste the sa—it’s sugar! Sweet, always sweet." I waved him off and went back to my plate, trying not to giggle again.
But before I could take another bite, his hand shot out, fingers wrapping firmly around my wrist. I froze, startled, and looked up into his smoldering eyes.
"Let’s do it," he said, low and serious, his lips curving into a daring smile. "I want to try it."
"No way, Nick!" I yanked my wrist back, laughing nervously as heat rushed up my face. "I am not letting you turn into your dessert. It’s going to be sticky."
He leaned in, his eyes glinting like a predator who’d just cornered his prey. "Too late, love. You already gave the idea."
"Nick—don’t you dare—" I tried to pull away, clutching my plate like a shield. But before I could react, he scooped a fingerful of frosting straight from his slice and sared it along the curve of my shoulder.
"Nick!" I shrieked, half-laughing, half-protesting, clutching the towel tighter around . "You’re insane!"
His smirk widened as he tilted his head and leaned down, his warm tongue swiping slowly along my frosting-coated skin. The sweetness mixed with the heat of his mouth made shiver violently.
"Mmm," he groaned, savoring it like fine wine. "I was right. Much sweeter like this."
"Nick..." My voice faltered, caught between laughter and a moan. I tried to push him off, but my body betrayed , tilting toward him, craving more of his touch.
Before I could recover, he trailed another streak of frosting lower, just above the swell of my breasts peeking from the towel.
My heart slamd against my ribcage. "Don’t you even—"
But he was already there, his lips and tongue lapping it up, slow and deliberate, his stubble grazing my sensitive skin.
I gasped, my fork forgotten on the table. "Nick, this is supposed to be eating ti!"
"It is," he murmured against my skin, his voice dark and playful. "You’re the cake. And I’m going to eat you."
"Nick!" I squealed, trying to grab his hand as he reached for the knot of my towel.
But his smirk was rciless. With one swift tug, the towel slipped from my body, pooling around on the sofa cushion.
I gasped, instinctively covering myself, my cheeks burning hotter than fire. "You’re insane—!"
Before I could finish, he nudged back, guiding down onto the sofa until I was sprawled there, bare and breathless, his shadow looming over .
"Perfect," he drawled, eyes raking over like I was his favorite feast. His grin widened, wicked and boyish all at once. "Now I have the perfect plate to eat my frosting from."
My pulse skyrocketed. "Nick... don’t you—"
But he dipped his finger into the frosting again, his touch sticky and sweet as he traced a slow circle right above my navel. He leaned down, lips brushing the sugary line as he tasted , and the teasing warmth of his tongue made my back arch against the cushions.
I whimpered, clutching the sofa arm. "You’re impossible..."
"Impossible?" He chuckled against my skin, the vibration making shiver. "No, love. Irresistible. And this irresistable man is crazy about you."
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