Nick: The Billionaire Star of NHL
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I trail my fingers down his back, my legs wrapped tightly around him, enjoying the way he consumes me completely. I’m engulfed in his scent, in the weight and strength of his body.
I feel so safe. So his.
It feels like home.
I’m so in love with this beautiful man.
“Was it always like this for you?” I know it’s a stupid question and the answer could destroy me, but I couldn’t stop the words from spilling out. I need his honesty, because I’m head over heels for him and I want to know if he feels the same.
“Never. Never, Sierra.” His voice is raw, his eyes searching mine. “This isn’t just sex for me. This isn’t just some way to find a release. This is me making love to you. This is me showing you how far gone I am for you.”
My heart stutters.
My eyes roam over his face, searching for any signs of deceit, but I don’t find any. And the truth is I feel loved, protected and cherished with him—all the time.
“I… I think I…” The words are practically stuck in my throat.
„I know, baby, I know,” Nick says, his expression filled with love and affection. Then he kisses me again with passion—slow and deep, claiming me in every way.
Our bodies start to move together faster, instinctively finding a rhythm again. His hand finds my clit between our bodies, and I whimper and moan uncontrollably as his movements become jerky.
“Come for me?” Is all he manages to say, his breath hot against my ear.
I nod, unable to speak, my pussy contracting around him as pleasure explodes through me.
He groans, the sound guttural and raw, his head buried in the crook of my neck, as his cock spasms inside me.
“You have so many of my firsts too, Sierra. First time I made love. First time I wanted a relationship. First time I fell for someone.” His voice is husky, laced with emotion. “I love you.”
I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, as wild as mine. I cup his face and hold his gaze, searching for the right words.
But there’s only one answer.
“I love you, Nickolas Hardy. I’m so in love with you I’m afraid I’m gonna lose my mind.”
“Thank God.”
He kisses my forehead, then slips slowly out of me, shifting our bodies so he can pull me into his arms from behind.
“Thank God, Sierra. I didn’t lie when I said that never in a billion years I’ve dared to hope you’d be mine one day. I always knew I wanted you. You’re the only woman who can make me lose my mind, my temper,” he says, chuckling.
I laugh, and he bites my shoulder, making me cry out.
“Ouch. Such a brute.”
He grabs my chin and pulls me to him, my hands fisting the sheets as his mouth brushes mine.
„I’m in love with you, Sierra,” Nick whispers.
A shiver runs through my whole body, my eyes filling with tears.
“Teenage me would jump and scream right now.” I laugh, blinking them away.
“And present you?” he asks, reaching up to caress my face.
“Present me is so damn happy, Nick. I can’t tell if this is real or a dream.”
“You know it is real, Sierra. You better believe I’m all in when it comes to you.”