Chapter 17

HOPE

I wrapped my arms around Nicco’s neck and my legs around his waist. He carried me back into the bedroom and kicked the door shut behind him. It made a dull thumping noise.

He carried me over to the bed and sat me on the edge. I reached down to pull my shirt up and off from me, but he batted my hand aside.

“No,” he whispered. “I want to take my time.”

I nodded, shivering at the lust in his voice. He bent down and took my head in one of his hands, tipping it back. His lips crashed down on mine, first gentle, then becoming more insistent. I opened my mouth a little and his tongue ran lightly over my lips and then teased the inside of my mouth. My eyes closed and I relaxed in his embrace.

I felt him reach down for my shirt, pulling up the edge. He pulled back and I raised my hands, letting him pull the shirt up and off me in one smooth motion. I sat in front of Nicco in my little lacy bra that he bought for me yesterday, my breasts threatening to spill over the cups.