His Toxic Addiction -
Chapter 150: Fill me up (3)
Chapter 150: Fill me up (3)
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The silence between them was remarkable.
Arissa never knew her life would one day turn out this way. She had always wanted to live her life peacefully and if she ever have a family, she want her family to be small and happy but it came as a big shocker to her when she got married without her consent.
All of these would affect the future she had always planned for herself, deep down, she knows that.
Pulling her off her thought, Nicklaus’s finger traced her hourglass figure. His finger kissed her skin, leaving fire on each part he touches.
It was obvious he wanted more but he has to restrain for her sake. He can’t be selfish for his own need so, his fingers stopped. She was already so tired after their fifth round.
Arissa snuggled more into him when he stopped. She was already sleepy but she fought sleep as she tried to stay awake.
They were both unpredictable so she wanted to live in the moment before it ends as she was not sure when it would come her way again but wait, she couldn’t believe she just had sex with him again - at least, not after all of her attitude and nagging.
Well, they could just be sex partners and nothing more whereas, she knew how that works so if he want no strings attached, she would love that the most than to battle with her inner self about what she was feeling.
"You won’t go to the office today?" she questioned as she traced the lone wolf tattoo on his right chest. It reminded her of the first name she gave to him and the coincidence warmed her heart.
"Hmm," he simply said as her fingers tracing him that way tortured him, "But I’d leave by six," he added.
Arissa paused on his chest before lifting her face to him, her eyes were curious for an explanation - not that she knew she was becoming so curious about his business.
"I’d leave for a business trip and would be back in three days," he feed her curiosity.
Not understanding why he explained when she did not ask, she had nothing to say and only muttered an, "Oh,"
Nicklaus stared into her soul-capturing brown eyes with a heated gaze as he tried to figure her out, "You don’t want me to leave?" he asked hopefully.
Arissa looked away.
She hates it when he gives her that penetrating gaze. And what makes him think she doesn’t want him to leave? He can leave for all she cares.
He should stop making her feel like something changed between them when nothing ever did. He was still someone she was counting her days to leave.
"And why exactly wouldn’t I want you to leave?" she snorted not meeting his eyes.
Nicklaus’s lips tugged to the side as he pulled her naked body closer and whispered lowly, "Then I guess I can no longer tell when I’d be back," all focused on her reaction.
Arissa’s body jolted when their sex smooched. She raised her face to him and looked into his eyes with furrowed brows, "You said three days," she reminded him of his words earlier while trying not to respond to her body’s desire.
Nicklaus rubbed on her midriff, "That was how long I planned to stay not how long I had to stay but since my job is demanding and no one wants me back home, I guess I stay until I’m done," he said.
Arissa just hummed before burying her face back into his chest as she let herself drown in his scent which disappointed Nicklaus.
Noticing her silence, he decided to press further on the issue, "Tell me, how long do you want me to be there?"
Arissa sighed before rising her face to him, "That’s none of my business," she countered. Why is he seeking my opinion? She thought.
"Really?" he chuckled and when she tried to look away, he caught her chin and forced her to look at him. His eyes darkened when she met his eyes while Arissa’s breath left her lungs.
Nicklaus gripped her chin gently while he caressed her skin, staring into her eyes. Arissa gulped as she shut her eyes, embarrassed at how a little gesture like that sent waves of pleasure into her.
The fire his gaze sent consumed her inside with lust while butterflies fluttered around her stomach and her chest heaved from lust.
If not for the fact that she felt sore down there and couldn’t even stand properly, she would have requested another round.
Heat spread around her body and her leg over his tightened. Nicklaus smiled at her reaction.
His face inched closer and he whispered, "Don’t get me started," he warned her as lust was already spreading through him from her reactions to his touch.
She tried to shut her legs together but Nicklaus wedged his stong tight in between her legs and Arissa let out a soft tortured gasp before looking up at him with her brown innocent eyes. And when she bit down on her lower lip to stop her from letting out a moan, Nicklaus lost it all as he grew bigger and harder.
Those lips - his eyes traveled down to her pouty pink lips as he imagined the wonders she would be able to offer from those lips of hers.
"N_Nicklaus," she tried to protest to his tight parting of her legs.
"Shuu," he shut her up, his thumb pressing across her lips as his eyes watched her lips in amazement and imagination.
A warm breath left Arissa’s lips when his fingers shut her up so seductively. She was affected by his little acts.
Nicklaus felt tingles on his finger when her breath hit him. For her good, he dragged his thumb across her lips, and she bit her lips the moment his hot lean finger left her lips.
He stood up from the mat and put on his clothes they took off in the heat of the moment. Dressing up, Arissa watched him in stupefaction as she wasn’t able to stop staring.
A ghost smile spread across Nicklaus’s lips when he noticed her staring but he acted all ignorant and smoothly dressed up.
His eyes outlined her naked body before kneeling before her again, with her yoga pant in his hands. "What do you want to do?" Arissa asked when she saw him holding her pant before her.
"I want to put this on you," he explained, and Arissa turned all flushed.
"I would put it on myself," she said, stretching her hand forward to take her pant but Nicklaus ignored her and got a hold of her ankle.
Arissa protested.
Nicklaus’s eyes darkened, "Now, be a good girl," he meet her eyes with his dark ones, "If you don’t want to be punished until you can’t move your legs this way again, I suggest you stay put and don’t stress me," he advised, and blood rushed up to Arissa’s face as her body obeyed his command.
His words sent a sensual sensation into her as her core clenched but she knew better than to think she would be able to last one more.
He smirked, "Now that’s my good girl," he teased victoriously and Arissa eyed him.
He got the pant up to her waist. Glancing at her flat stomach, he wondered how it would feel like to feel a child - his child kicks inside of her.
He met her eyes, "You don’t look like someone who would want a child so early," he muttered, an unknown glint of happiness flashing across his eyes.
Arissa’s mouth fell open in confusion but then, her eyes narrowed as she later understood what he meant. He was hinting at their unprotected sex and the fact she let him shoot all of his seeds into her. She gave him a look of disbelief, "That was an absurd thing to say," she mocked.
Nicklaus raised a brow at her.
Arissa chuckled as she found his words laughable, "I’m on my safe week. You don’t need to worry," she said.
Nicklaus’s face fell at once.
Arissa frowned when his face fell that way. Isn’t he supposed to be happy I won’t conceive? She asked herself.
"Wait!" she called for his attention, "Did you do that intentionally? Was the ’no condom’ line all planned?" she questioned him with suspicion.
Nicklaus met her eyes, "No," he answered with a low sigh. What’s wrong with him?
Arissa said nothing more and just sat up while Nicklaus helped her put on her sports bra with a downcasted look.
"We should get cleaned up," Nicklaus told her and without her approval, he cradled her into his arm before standing up from the yoga mat.
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