by Dez Burke
Kaycie knew her cheeks were flushed, and she could hardly meet his smoldering gaze as her eyelashes fluttered low.
Nick merely chuckled at her shyness, leaning down and closing the distance between their lips. “I don’t expect you to understand what it is you do to me,” he murmured huskily, right before he covered her mouth in an open-mouthed kiss that was nothing like the casual ones he’d given her in the past few weeks.
Kaycie gasped, their breaths mingling as she opened her lips to welcome him. He flicked his tongue over her mouth and then dove in as he was a starved man keen for his first meal. It didn’t occur to her to resist, but then he had his hands holding her throat and keeping her in place, his grasp gentle yet possessive.
Long, passionate minutes passed before Nick drew away just a fraction, enough for Kaycie to try to catch her unsteady breath.
“Well, you’ve got your one kiss,” Kaycie said, her voice unrecognizable to her own ears. Damn but that had felt so good. Full of fire and ice and twinkles that had her belly coiling and twisting with desire. She wanted him so bad. Craved him. Wanting him was her one weakness that she was the most ashamed of. And yet she knew it was futile to keep fighting. Maybe she was tired of turning her back on what she so desperately craved.
Her eyes still shut tight, Kaycie felt more than saw his smile as he plucked at her bottom lip ravenously. “Maybe I want more,” he growled, while pressing one hard kiss after another over her now plumped lips. “You taste of temptation and of all my favorite things. You make me so hard just by looking at you. Tonight, you looked so beautiful. Every man in the room wanted to be in my place. But you belong to me, Kaycie. And I hate to share. The next time I find out that Mark or any other man tries to get too close – he’s going to have a lot of broken bones. You’re mine,” he growled, his grasp on her throat tightening just a fraction as he seized her lips with such a passionate frenzy he soon had her moaning into his mouth.
Her slight headache was long gone now. The heated pulsing agony had transferred to the V in between her thighs and as much as she battled with her own body, Kaycie knew she would lose. His lips on hers felt too perfect; the drill of his tongue into her mouth was too sensual and sweet to be denied for long. Her fingers clutched at his wrists and she lost herself in their mutual passion as they made love with just their mouths.
Kaycie couldn’t tell how much time passed but for all she knew the world had stood still there in the kitchen while their hunger swirled all around them in a tempest. Kaycie found that the more she kissed him, the more she craved. Especially when he now had her backed up against the island, his hands sliding down from her neck to clamp over her heaving breasts.
Kaycie gasped into his mouth, arching her spine and offering more of herself to his strong, passionate touch. His mouth moved from hers to sweep along her jaw line and then continued lower while she shivered all the more. Kaycie had heard of erogenous zones but it felt like every inch of her was sensitive to Nick’s lightest touch. He massaged her tits over her silken bodice and moan after moan escaped her throat, feeling like no barrier separated her from his skillful ministrations.
“So sweet,” she heard Nick rasp as he trailed his tongue along the delicate sweep of her collarbone while he fondled her breasts with a more demanding desire than ever. “And so luscious and firm. I bet every part of you tastes and feels just as good.”
He lifted his head to pierce her with his feral gaze. “Will you trust me, my beauty?”
Kaycie shivered all over from the way he made the need swell to feverish proportions in her very womb. “I...yes. Yes, Nick,” she said, her voice firmer now.
He took hold of her waist and lifted her to sit on the countertop. Her hands rested on his shoulders and she stared into his handsome face, a slight tremble in her bottom lip as she bit down hard on it.
He watched the motion with narrowed, heated arousal. “Lie back,” he ordered, making Kaycie shiver once more as his rough commanding tone fanned the flame of her desire. Confused at how easy it was to obey him, Kaycie leaned back on her bent elbows, using them to support her as she saw him take position in between her knees which he drew far apart.
Already, he had her whole body trembling in anticipation, all the more so when she heard his next words.
“I want to make you cum harder than you ever have to show you what your beautiful body was made for,” Nick growled, hovering over her stretched out frame to suck lightly on the base of her neck. He gave her just a slight nip and yet it had her letting out a long, shaky moan.
“You’re like a drug to me and it’s not hard to see why you’ve got me hooked,” Nick rasped against her heated skin, a slight shudder running through his frame. “Kaycie...oh fuck. I’m burning for you; dying to get your juices all over my fingers...my face. I want it all.”
Red-hot desire swamped her senses as his words made their impact. He snaked his powerful body over hers and made the pool of wetness spread faster inside her panties.
Nick pushed one hand underneath the V of her neckline to brush aside the cup of her bra and caress one rounded, full breast. His other hand smoothed up underneath her hem to seek the molten spot at the juncture of her thighs. Kaycie’s back hunched forward the second he patted his fingers over her covered clit. Whoa! He’d barely touched her and already, she was ready to explode.
Her fingers sank unconsciously into his hair as his lips slid from her neck to guide the breast he fondled right into his mouth. He sucked hungrily on the bud, lavishing it with rough, ravenous attention that soon had it aching and hard.
Kaycie melted into his hand, her body writhing achingly as he moved to the other breast. He tugged the nipple into his mouth with a firm, insistent pull while his tongue laved the tip until it tingled.
Kaycie felt his fingers rub with more pressure into her pussy. Even through her panties, she felt his bold, carnal caresses like a lash of a whip. Bucking into his hand, Kaycie tightened her grip on his hair and heard him growl with pleasure.
The sensation of light and dark flooded her brain and soon all she could see was spirals. Nick continued to alternate between her sensitized nipples, while he began to pull down her skimpy panties. Kaycie’s hips lifted as he rolled the lacy thong down her knees and then off her ankles. Almost immediately, his hand slid in between her thighs, fingers now dipping boldly to stroke her shaven mound in strong, circular motions.
“Oooh! Oh my...oh God,” Kaycie moaned, instinctively clamping her thighs on his audaciously skillful hand while her whole body convulsed with ecstasy. His touch on her bare flesh felt like a bolt of lightning crackling through her body.
“Ssh, baby. It’s okay,” whispered Nick against the curved underside of her breast. “Open for me.”
Her brain clicked into submission the same time her knees bent and lifted, both her feet pressed flat on the surface of the counter as her thighs fell open. She heard Nick’s harsh groan which told her he liked how she was spread wide, his body stilling as he stared down at the most secret part of her. The flush on his cheeks and the dark gleam in his eyes made it almost impossible to catch her breath.
Her body started to tremble as Nick leaned down, his face just inches from her sex as he breathed in deeply. “Intoxicating,” he murmured, before he brushed a thumb against her stiff and swollen clit. Kaycie cried out.
She could barely hold her eyelids up as she felt his searing gaze on her face, felt him ease one finger into her pussy. Her tightness and heat clasped hold of that finger and she heard his breath hitch as he must have felt the sensation.
A low, deep groan echoed in his throat, and he began to move his fingers deeply in and out while his thumb strummed her clitoris. Kaycie’s eyes glazed over, her head tossing from side to side as she let out a silent scream of ecstasy.
She felt him slide in another finger to join the first, and she almost shattered into tiny shards of bliss. He hooked in on her g-spot and wouldn’t let go, shafting her with those wedged fingers until all she became was
a shaking mass as desperate sounds tumbled from her mouth.
“Rub your tits for me,” Nick growled, his eyes watching her with a hooded, blistering lust. “Pinch your big sexy nipples.”
Inhibitions lost, Kaycie did Nick’s bidding, her hands rubbing on her breasts which had spilled from their lacy cups. She squeezed the round tits together and heard Nick groan. As her fingers twisted and pulled on the fat, dark nubs, he fingered her pussy faster, deeper. It was the most erotic thing Kaycie had ever experienced as pleasure and agony took a whole new dimension. Nick’s thumb worked harder on her clit and Kaycie felt her orgasm start to make its mercurial journey straight to her brain.
“No...not yet,” Nick rasped, sensing her impending eruption. He released the pressure on her clit and instead, focused on finger-fucking her with thrusts that blended into each other in a blurred, relentless assault on her senses.
“You’re so wet for me,” Nick let out on a growl. “So beautiful, so responsive. So fucking sexy. I need to taste that sweet-smelling pussy right now.”
Dear me, yes, thought Kaycie in a clouded daze. Her control was already on a slippery slide and she could tell it would take little to get her plummeting into passion’s oblivion.
Kaycie was conscious of Nick’s face bending to the crest of her thighs, right before he caressed her pussy with his lips. His tongue touched her clit and Kaycie’s limbs jerked every which way. It took Nick’s arms holding down her thighs to keep her from shooting right off the counter.
Nick sucked on her clit and then tongued it, sending Kaycie into a quivering frenzy. In between lapping pulls and low groans, he built up the pressure by flicking his tongue faster and faster around her hooded button. Just when Kaycie felt ready to fragmentize, Nick shifted low to retrieve his two fingers and then stab into her sizzling pussy with his probing tongue.
He shifted a hand to slide up her belly and reach for one nipple which he rolled and pulled and pinched. Minutes of mindless pleasure passed as Kaycie felt Nick’s mouth, tongue and fingers drive her closer and closer to the jagged brink. Nick looked up and saw her bite hard on her lip as he twirled her nipple with sensual force.
“Feels good? You like that don’t you?” Nick crooned, drifting his other hand upwards as he now tugged on both buds, rubbing on the dark tips and making them throb harder.
“Yes. Oh lord...yes,” Kaycie moaned, dazed by how sensitive her nipples were to his passionate onslaught. On and on he teased her breasts, causing shocks of pleasure to pass through her frame as her spine arched off the counter top.
He brought his mouth down on her pussy again and began a triple-threat foray by sucking, nibbling and licking on her clit and slit. It took barely half a minute as with just his tongue, Nick soon had her coming so violently that she screamed out his name as her body splintered.
“That’s it, baby. Come hard for me,” growled Nick into her spurting pussy, his lust-thickened voice a trigger for another simultaneous orgasm ripping through her very womb. Kaycie shrieked as Nick lapped at her juices, her fingers pulling hard on his hair as she ground herself into his face.
She’d never cum so powerfully in her life; her climax sweeping like a blanket of ecstasy over her senses, making her go blind and deaf and foolish all at the same time.
Nick lifted himself from her inner thighs only when the last tremor of ecstasy had left her frame. Kaycie was barely aware of being carried up from the counter and out of the kitchen. Moments later she felt the bed dip beneath their weight as Nick stretched out beside her on the cool sheets.
Kaycie instinctively turned to seek his lips and moaned when she tasted her essences in his kiss. His arms tightened around her as he groaned, settling her body half atop his. Kaycie felt the jutting length of his arousal against her stomach and she let out a soft whimper, her hand sliding down his shirted torso to close round his thick, throbbing shaft through his dark pants.
“Nick...,”she breathed against his lips, feeling confused when he took hold of her wrist and pulled her hand back up to rest on his chest. Her eyes flew up to his face questioningly, as his kisses on her lips, nose and forehead were light and soothing.
“But don’t you want to...,” Kaycie began, pausing when her cheeks got too warm from shyness.
“It’s okay,” Nick said softly, his hand skimming down to the small of her back and then up again, massaging her flesh and her senses. Kaycie wanted to purr, her eyelids drooping low despite themselves. Still stunned by her extraordinary orgasm, Kaycie melted into Nick’s solid frame, nuzzling her face in his shoulder and inhaling his calming, warm and manly scent. No man had so selflessly seen to her needs before and Kaycie’s heart swelled with appreciation even as her mind floated into a restful, fluffy sleep.
It was hours later, with day just peeking over the horizon that Kaycie felt Nick kiss her lips and then withdraw from the bed. Kaycie wanted to moan in protest at the loss of warmth, but then he covered her in the comforter before running his knuckles over the side of her face in a tender caress. Kaycie whined softly, vaguely sensing his long, warm stare before, on silent footfalls, he turned and left the bedroom, shutting the door carefully behind him.
Chapter Ten
Kaycie didn’t know a month could go so fast. One moment she’d been trying to extricate herself from a fizzled relationship, only to find herself bound into a marriage contract that was going to cost one year of her life. For the next twelve months, her time would be subjected to the will of another, and she had no one else to blame but herself.
The wedding took place just three days before Nick’s thirtieth birthday. Kaycie had as little to do with the preparations as possible – her choice. It was bad enough that she was being made to go through with the ceremony; she didn’t want to have to partake in the planning too. This was in no way how she’d wished her wedding to go; it was meant to be a dream match between two people in love and ready to spend the future together. In this case, love had nothing to do with it. Just cold, hard billions.
But then, Kaycie couldn’t deny that as the days had passed, things had felt less cold and less hard between her and Nick. She wasn’t sure when it started to happen, but she knew in her heart that she wasn’t as unmoved by Nick as she made out to be. She found herself looking forward to seeing him, or hearing his voice.
The only thing she’d allowed herself to have a say in was the wedding dress, an ivory creation that flowed over her body like a dream. At night, Kaycie dreamed of herself floating down the aisle in the beautiful gown, to find her groom waiting with love and admiration glowing in his dark, brown eyes.
To her chagrin, the face in the dream was always Nick. Kaycie thought of how much he’d rounded up his many business dealings to make time for the wedding as well as the honeymoon billed to last several weeks. Nick had picked the ultimate romantic getaway for them in Santorini, Greece.
Kaycie thought of spending endless hours with Nick enjoying the old-world beauty of the sandy beaches, craggy rock faces and white-washed churches of the Greek island and couldn’t imagine not falling deeper into his spell. It wasn’t enough that he’d broken down her walls and given her the insight into what it felt like to be pleasured by a man who knew what he was doing.
This gave her a promise of things to come but only if she was ready to give in completely. And Kaycie felt she had already given too much. Wouldn’t she be crazy to let Nick break through the last barrier?
Finally, the fateful hour arrived and Kaycie was dressed in her elegantly cut wedding gown. Knowing that her family was there with her, and many of her friends were also present gave her the courage to finally go through with the last hurdle of taking the vows and becoming Nick Vitale’s wife.
It was no surprise that the Press were making a meal of the whole occasion. It was far more quiet than the elaborate, high-society event that Rachel had undoubtedly had planned, but Kaycie couldn’t help noticing that no cost had been spared to ensure that every detail of the wedding had been carefully laid out, from the sm
allest bouquet to the massive, angelic-looking trellis which made a perfect backdrop to it all.
Kaycie clutched hard on her father’s arm as she walked with him down the aisle and for a moment, Kaycie closed her eyes and imagined this was her fairytale wedding. The beautiful cathedral was the perfect backdrop and it wasn’t hard at all to tell herself that this could all be real. Could be – but it wasn’t.
Nick wasn’t looking for a true romance and neither was she. This was just a contract based on terms that were clear-cut and simple. Marriage for a year, and then they could go their separate ways.
And yet, when she finally came to stand next to her handsome groom and looked into his warm eyes, Kaycie felt her chest constrict at unconcealed admiration she found there. He smiled as he took her hand, and Kaycie let out a hidden gasp as she realized just how deeply she’d fallen. She didn’t even know when, or how. But somewhere along the line, she’d lost her heart to Nick Vitale and now there was no escape; no going back.
THE RECEPTION WAS AS opulent as something out of a royal wedding. The photo session, the traditional cake-cutting, speeches and dancing...each element went as smoothly as clockwork, and the crowning portion of the day was the fabulous array of food and wine served to overflowing.
Now Kaycie stood next to Natasha, who had played the part of maid of honor. They were both sipping on champagne and giggling, the festivities going on around them as little children, prettily dressed, ran around while the gaily attired adults also had fun eating, drinking and chatting away.
Natasha squeezed on Kaycie’s arm and gave the bride a teasing wink. “So now that you’ve married Mr. Perfect; what’s next?”
Kaycie shrugged. “Right now it’s more a marriage of convenience – at least in Nick’s case. But now my new-found goal is to make him fall madly, completely in love with me.”
Natasha let out a groan. “Don’t tell me you’re smitten with him already? Not good, babe, not good. I know you, Kaycie; when you’re in love you do crazy shit. I can’t imagine what you have in store for Nick but something tells me he’s going to have a hard time resisting. And hey, he’s looking this way right now. Over there.”
