Chapter 90
Alaia
I felt the ground beneath my feet after sensing that Nick had made a few movements along the way to wherever he had brought me. He gave me soft, wet kisses on my lips, then slid the straps of my dress off, exposing my breasts, which he kissed gently. My skin trembled. I let out a small moan, which my love answered with a low growl.
My eyes were still blindfolded, which heightened every sensation a thousand times over.
“Ready for me?” His husky voice came from below, where he was helping me out of my dress.
I was left standing in just my heels, completely naked and at his mercy.
I gasped when I felt his wet tongue on my thigh.
“I want to enjoy you, to adore you,” he said as his hands trailed up my thighs, squeezing my buttocks. My flower filled with nectar, dripping down my lips and onto my thighs.
Nick’s lips and tongue continued kissing every part of my legs. I ran my fingers through his silky hair, savoring the way he moved inch by inch.
He inhaled deeply as he reached my core, pressing my hips against his face. I felt his tongue licking between my juicy lips. I exhaled breathlessly, trembling.
A delicious hum escaped his mouth, and I smiled, not letting go of his hair.
His wet kisses continued up my abdomen, to my buttocks, where he playfully bit me, making me laugh.
My back tingled intensely as his lips traveled along it. He returned to my breasts, and his fingers teased them, bringing me to the edge. Oh my God, I was about to reach ecstasy just from his kisses.
One of his hands toyed with my nipple while his lips worked the other. His skillful fingers found my pleasure point, rubbing it in circles once he did. My moan must have echoed through the whole room. I was so sensitive that the orgasm hit me quickly. I pulled at his hair, letting out a small cry, feeling like I could no longer stand. He held me in his arms, and my backside landed on a soft surface. Nick’s hands parted my legs, and I realized just how wet I was.
“So wet,” he murmured, his fingers sliding along my slick folds. He leaned in to kiss me as he entered me, and we both gasped loudly as he reached deep inside. He didn’t give me a moment to recover; his thrusts were hard from the start, pushing me to pleasure at full intensity. My walls stretched tightly around him, and I was delirious from the sensation.
“I love you,” he said into my ear between masculine pants, which only heightened my arousal.
“I love you,” I moaned, scratching his back.
I climaxed quickly, calling his name over and over. Nick followed soon after, seeking my lips and lightly biting them. As he lifted himself slightly, I could feel his length sliding out of me slowly, and I would bet anything he was watching the whole time.
His hands gently pressed my breasts, trailing down my body until they reached my hips. He grabbed them and kissed me, turning me around until I was on all fours. He kissed my back, sending tingles through me again.
Nick’s hands grabbed my buttocks before spanking them.
“Oh!” I gasped.
“Exquisite,” he whispered, spreading my folds with his thumbs and thrusting into me in one swift motion.
Okay, he just wrecked me, I thought as I cried out in pleasurable pain.
He pounded into me, making my ass slap against his hips with each thrust. His hands sought my breasts, squeezing them while he moved inside me, and my eyes rolled back. Each second became more intense.
I gripped the sheets, barely able to moan as my face pressed into the mattress.
“Oh my God,” I trembled, hearing Nick’s low chuckle.
I felt the pleasure building in my core again, and my body tensed.
“Right there, my love, come for me,” he groaned, holding my hips to deepen his thrusts. I swore he was touching my stomach.
I moaned loudly as my body shuddered and melted into the bed. Nick cupped my face, kissing me while his cock throbbed inside me. I could feel his juices filling me up.
I only faintly registered him repositioning me on the bed and cleaning me with a warm towel. That was the last thing I remembered before passing out from pure pleasure.
I woke to intense rays of sunlight, brighter than anything I had seen in a while, along with
warmth in the air.
I looked around, realizing we were no longer in Los Angeles.
“What?” I muttered, confused as I took in my surroundings.
“Where are we?” Nick’s voice came from the doorway, where he stood leaning against the frame. He wore light pants and held a cup of coffee in his hands, his eyes fixed on my body.
That’s when I noticed the sheet barely covered one leg and a thin line of my pussy, leaving the rest of me exposed to his hungry eyes.
“I covered all your precious, delectable parts, but I see you sleep like our kids,” he said with a playful tone, sipping his coffee.
“Only when I haven’t slept well the night before,” I replied, trying to move, though my body ached–especially my poor flower.
“Where are we?” I asked again, glancing at the beautiful blue sky.
“On a private island,” he answered. I gave him a look of disbelief as the memory of the empty hangar came back to me. Nick laughed and nodded, bringing over a table with our breakfast.
His kiss tasted like coffee.
“I bought it for you. It’s in your name. The island bears your name. This is where we’ll spend our honeymoon, the one we never had,” he said as he settled beside me, kissing me again while his finger teased my nipple.