Nico Robin Sexy Novels & Stories

He shook his head. Tears rolled down my cheeks and so many images flashed in my head. With in a split second, Mr Robert kicked the gun out of my hand and it rolled under the chair. He pinned me to the wall and snarled. "Gullible Nicole." He whispered, his alcoholic breath fanning on my neck. "You're gonna enjoy this one I promise. I'll be gentle." I was weak again, I let him get into my head once more and I was stupid to think that I could pull this off. He trailed kisses down my neck and sucked on my collar bone, definitely giving me a hickey.

Sabrina's POV There was something fishy about Nico's entire performance, like watching a snake shed its skin in real time. One minute, he was all soft eyes and sweet words; the next, I'd catch something flickering across his face that made my blood run cold. Desperation. Hunger. Something darker lurked beneath the romantic dinner facade, like rot under fresh paint.

Josephine asked. Nico just smiled and winked. Really? What can I do to please you?” Josephine said, pulling down her nightgown and revealing the silhouette of her violin under her scanty nightgown. Nicko, who was young and passionate like fire, was biting his lower lip. Approached his wife and grabbed the pink lips with his. Josephine’s slender body was now hanging from his body, with her legs wrapped around Nicko’s waist. Letting her husband continue to shower her white face and neck with a barrage of lips.

Nico chuckled softly, the sound rich, confident, and strangely soothing. "Shh, stellina. Just take it. Accept it." To emphasize his point, he pulled out slowly, then straightened, gripping her hip to roll her onto her side. He spread her cheeks deliberately, as if admiring his work, and she moaned softly when she felt his hot cum slowly ooze out of her. "That's better," Nico said with quiet satisfaction.

“This is Nico, right? Is he a model? I assumed he is an old man.” The man who seems to be Nico curls his lips into an amused smile that radiates confidence. “Oh, I guess you understand attractiveness better than my friend here,” he says, sitting with us at the table. “Don’t feed his ego, Cassie,” Liam warns. “I’m Nico,” the attractive man introduces himself, offering his hand to me. “A fashion model.” I shake it and he holds my hand a little too long–making me notice he has deep brown eyes which make him look as if he is always thinking of mischief.

I raise my eyebrows, he is handsome, not in the Nico kind of way but I don’t like Nico, I detest Nico he is just a rich scumbag in my opinion, but I am a woman, a wild woman, and I do like sex and it has been some weeks. Sure, I have my trusty vibrator, but nothing can beat the feel of a man’s cock plunging deep inside you. And what will I do when I am married to Nico? Exactly, he will not let me out of his sight and when he can’t be around, he will have me watched, my every move. It makes me want to lose my mind.

The entire lounge was filled with the sounds of sex from other couples moaning, fucking, and coming around us. Nico kissed the side of my neck softly, still buried deep inside me. “You did so good, baby,” he whispered, voice rough with satisfaction. “I can’t wait to see what else you’re willing to do in front of them.”

Secretly, I want to pull his luscious lips back to me, but our relationship must remain a secret. Too many people already know. I don’t want more to find out. A soft, hearty chuckle spills from him as he leans back upright and glances down at his own script. “I don’t know if I can stop myself and do nothing.” Pleasure rushes through me and my body stirs to life at his deep and sexy voice. My mind races through the various naughty things we can do while working in a secluded corner. There are many dark corners here.

I warn, my voice steady with determination. Nico smirks, rubbing his jaw, the flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes despite the tension in the air. “That’s very cute.” He states, his smirk turns wicked. “Lucky for you, I like my woman feisty.” And then he pulls his jacket back and flashes the gun holstered at his waist. “The more you fight and defy me, the more appealing you become to me, Stellina." I jerk back abruptly, but Nico’s fingers clamp around my wrist with the force of iron shackles. He peels the bottle of vodka from my grasp and tosses it onto the seat.

I have been with Nico for a few weeks now and we just keep going and going for the stalking. "I fucking want him, I want to get Linux out of Jirou's grasp," she whispered and ruffles her own hair. Luxian gaze at her properly, watching everything she does. Nico is really enthralling, she looks so innocent but she made sure that her appearance will not look like that. She put piercings, tattoos but seeing her gazing at them with that, she really does look like innocent. She looks like a lost puppy as she gazes at them.