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His voice was low and teasing as his lips trailed over my skin. "You don’t rember this, do you?" Nick murmured against my chest, each word brushing heat into .

"N-No... I don’t," I stamred, struggling to hold onto my thoughts when every part of felt alive under his touch.

He chuckled softly, a sound that sent a rush of warmth straight through . "So, for you, this feels like the first ti. It’s like... You’re a virgin again, am I right?" he said, pulling back just enough for our eyes to et. His gaze was dark, playful, and maddeningly tender all at once.

That thought made my breath catch. "I... I guess it does," I whispered, my voice trembling.

Nick smiled, that slow, knowing smirk that always made my heart skip. He brushed his thumb along my bottom lip before leaning closer. "Then maybe it’s fate we get to start over," he said, his tone husky, full of promise.

He kissed again, deeper, slower, as he guided to lie on the bed, his movents careful but charged with intent. "This ti," he murmured, his lips hovering just above mine, "we’ll make it better than the first. The place is already much better... On a soft bed, instead of a makeshift hard bed."

I’m not going to lie, my heart was racing so fast it almost hurt. Every inch of buzzed with nerves and anticipation. Nick’s gaze was locked on , dark and unrelenting, as though he could see straight through my thoughts. The air between us thickened, charged, and I found myself glancing away, trying to calm the tremor in my chest.

But his fingers were suddenly at my chin, tilting my face back toward him. "Eyes here, baby," he said, voice deep and commanding, though soft at the edges. "You started this. Don’t hide from now."

My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breath. "Nick..." I whispered, but the word dissolved as he leaned in.

His lips t mine in a slow, deliberate kiss, sothing that made everything else blur out of focus. When he pulled back, his mouth began to trail lower, his breath warm against my skin. Each touch left a spark, each kiss drawing a shiver that rippled down my spine.

By the ti he reached my stomach, my thoughts were a ss of sensations, arousal, rhythm, and want. The room felt smaller, quieter, as if even the air was holding its breath. And when his hand slid along my thigh, coaxing to relax, to trust, I could barely think.

The mont I felt his fingers between my legs, I gasped softly, caught between surprise and surrender, knowing that whatever happened next, there was truly no turning back.

Did I feel this way the first ti we were together? I couldn’t tell, and maybe I didn’t want to. Part of wished I could rember, but another part of wanted this to stay new, to feel it all over again. My body wasn’t just reacting to him; it was rembering him, reaching out for sothing my mind had forgotten but my soul never did.

Nick’s eyes darkened as he studied , his expression half-amused, half-hungry. "Well, look at that. You really do want this," he murmured, voice rough, teasing, as his fingers brushed against my slit, a touch so consuming that it made part my lips. "You are soaking wet, my love. But I can still make you want more."

I opened my mouth to speak, but the words dissolved before they could form. A low, high-pitched moan escaped my mouth when his tongue landed on my folds. My thoughts scattered as a wave of sensation rushed through . His touch grew slower, firr, not rushed, but reverent, as though he was learning again.

"Ahh... Nick... Baby..." His na slipped past my lips in a whisper that trembled like a secret. My hand reached for him, threading into his hair without thinking. Everything in was trembling, aching, unraveling, and sowhere in that haze, I swore I could feel a mory flicker. A heartbeat from the past. The sa heat. The sa surrender.

And for a mont, it felt like my soul had finally found its way ho, not exactly there yet, but slowly, I could feel it. My soul recognizes this, him...

His touch deepened, he slid his finger in , and a sharp breath escaped my lips as my fingers instinctively clutched his arm to ground .

"Oh my God, Nick, ahh!" My voice trembled, my thoughts scattering like sparks. Every movent of his hand sent a shiver racing through , tugging sounds out of I didn’t even recognize as my own. It was so good, and I could only imagine what it would be like if his cock was inside . Will it be the sa or better than this?

When I t his gaze, I froze. The tenderness from before had shifted; what I saw now was hunger, raw and possessive. This man is now a predator tasting its prey. His eyes darkened, following every twitch, every tremble, as though he was devouring without even moving closer.

"Breathe," he murmured against my skin, but it was impossible. My body wasn’t listening anymore.

"Ahh... Nick... I... God..." I was uttering incoherent words, my mind was so lost and scattered.

And through it all, Nick watched lose my senses, smiling between my legs as he continuously licked my clit before adding another finger into my sheath.

My back arched on its own, my mind slipping further into that sweet, dizzying blur between pleasure and surrender. I could feel his breath, his rhythm, his control — steady.

"Oh gosh... ahh!" My moans were getting louder and louder as he moved his fingers faster, scratching my walls, rubbing the perfect spot that could make lose my mind.

"How does it feel, love?" he asked in that deep, husky tone that made my pulse skip as he crawled up, reaching for my lips.

"Good," I managed to whisper.

He smirked, brushing his lips over mine, teasing. "Just good?"

"So good," I breathed, barely able to keep my voice steady.

He kissed again, harder this ti, swallowing every sound, every plea that escaped . I could feel the edge approaching, the tension winding tighter and tighter until it almost hurt.

He kissed hard before increasing the speed of his hand going in and out of .

"Mmm!" I moaned in his mouth. I quickly pulled away from his kiss and arched my back. "Oh God... Nick... too much... stop!"

But instead of stopping, he only chuckled and relentlessly slamd his fingers in , his control absolute. "Not yet, love."

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