The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0604

It was difficult while he was touching me like this, but I forced all of my thoughts away from my own pleasure and toward getting Nicholas as naked as me.

I dragged my hands up the front of his torso, appreciating every curve and dip of his hard muscles along my way to the base of his throat, where I began to open the buttons of his shirt. One by one, I popped the buttons free. When all were done, I pushed the shirt back, revealing his toned chest.

He removed his hands from my breasts only long enough to shuck the shirt off. Then his hands returned to their tender massage.

"Pants next," he growled against my mouth, right before he dove his tongue back into it.

"Mine or yours," I said, breathless, as I came up for air.

"Mine," he answered.

I dropped my hands to his waistband and unbuckled the belt. I pushed the button free, then pulled down his zipper. His erection strained against the back of my hand.

He removed his hands from my breasts again, this time to help shove his pants down to the ground. He kicked them, and his shoes and socks away.

I couldn't take my eyes off of his

he placed his

*Nick?"

went to his desk. He considered it for only a moment, before he placed his arm down and swept all the contents from

my panties grew wet. Oh, I was

pants. I was taking too long, probably, because Nicholas grabbed them and yanked them down, freeing

hips. He lifted me up, away from

until my back was stretched out over the desk with my legs dangling over

he had a condom wrapped over his rock-hard dick. Then he stepped into the space between my legs. He lifted them

and then slowly pushed

was nothing to hold onto. I lifted my hands above me instead, clasping onto the corner of

grabbed me firmly by the hips and started thrusting himself in and out of me with quickening speed. God, it felt so

did the strength behind his thrusts. He grunted at each forward movement. Soon, as he pistoned in and out of me, his grunts were nearly as loud as

Ah! Nick!

force of his thrusts. Only his harsh grip on my hips kept me in place, else I would surely slide up