His Toxic Addiction
Chapter 195: Over A Bottle Of Wine.

Chapter 195: Over A Bottle Of Wine.

The moment her back landed on the bed, Nicklaus seized her lips. In a slow but intoxicating way. The kiss was held back, he showed her the way to heaven but refused to accompany her there.

With just a kiss...

A sigh escaped Arissa’s lips as she gave up fighting and let him lead her into the world above. A realm that belongs to them alone.

Nicklaus’s tongue visited all the corners of her mouth but it was with great tenderness and Arissa could only moan out as the tender kiss was getting her all heated up.

She grabbed a handful of his hair and pressed her breast flat into him. Unable to take his slow torture anymore, she flipped over.

Nicklaus was surprised by her sudden act. Realizing he won in torturing her with his kiss, he gave her a naughty sly smirk.

"I never expected this from you, seems you are more naughty than I would ever be able to comprehend," he said sensually as he stared into her eyes with amusement.

With an amused chuckle, Nicklaus lifted his hand in the air as if surrendering to her. "What next_"

Before Nicklaus would tease her with his intending words or that smirk on his lips, Arissa seized his lips and unlike his previous slow kiss, she made hers all heated and lustful.

Her hand carelessly roamed around his body. She touched him everywhere touchable but strictly avoided his crotch area.

Staying underneath his partner was never Nicklaus’s doing as he always loves to dominantly take the lead but today he did. He let her kiss him and touch him all around him.

Her touches screamed possessiveness but he doubt she understood how possessing her touch was. If she knew, she might have kept her hands to herself.

Arissa savored his taste, she moaned frequently whenever his tongue touches hers. She was like a bird set free and she loved the feeling that came with her freedom being explored on him first.

Finally, her hand went to his crotch area. She cupped his raising arousal while she rocked herself on him and a low pleased grunt escaped Nicklaus’s lips.

Hearing him release such a dominant yet satisfied grunt, Arissa was triggered to do more. She paused the kiss and stared into his eyes.

Holding his gaze, her hand stroked his dick covered with his pant as she felt his length. Her legs at his sides rocked him slowly as she got wet with her just feeling him.

He was so thick and hot under his pant and Arissa could tell he also want her. Getting that assurance, she proceeds to pull down his zipper but Nicklaus caught her off guard.

He flipped her over and trapped her under him with both of her hands above her head. His one hand held her hands still while the other traced her firm breasts which caused her to shrug.

"Arissa,"

She shut her eyes and trembled. It was just her name, just a word but the effect was massive, like a rush of the mighty ocean over a small city.

God, she hates the way he says her name. He calls her name like she wouldn’t be betting on a false hope if she decide to let her feelings out.

He says her name like she could let it out and they might make it work. He says her name like he felt something else for her while in reality, it was only lust he felt.

Anticipating bubbles burst in her as she watched his hand locate his zipper. She set her heart on avoiding this but she no longer could. At least, not with those dark eyes filled sensual fires staring down at her.

"Naughty Lil. Pumpkin," Nicklaus let out a throaty chuckle before rolling off her.

Arissa was dumbfounded. For a moment there, she expected him to do something to quench the feeling between her legs.

Like a hungry kitten, she turned to him and grabbed his collar.

"Tsk..." Nicklaus laughed.

"Your impatience is extreme for someone who wanted to be put down." he rubbed her cheek, "But don’t worry, I shall spread your legs later." he made a dark promise.

The promise turned Arissa on, and she found herself trying to reach for the hem of his shirt. Nicklaus smiled, with a struggle not to bury himself deep into her, he gently pulled her hands away.

He kissed the crown of her head, "You need to rest,"

Arissa became speechless.

She thinned her lips feeling ashamed she could not control herself but who could when the only person your body yarns for is beside you?

She wished the bed would just open up and sink her in. His strong arm loosened from her waist and Arissa turned disappointed.

He meant business when she said he would be spreading her legs... Wait, what? Did she just get tainted by his mischievousness? She shut her eyes trying to control her feelings.

However, when she parted her eyes and turned to him, he was already seated on the edge of the bed to climb down.

"Do you have something important to cover up?" she blurted out before she could stop herself. She bit her tongue as a means of punishment to her tongue.

Nicklaus turned to her, "Yeah, I do,"

The naughtiness in his voice was lessened and it made Arissa frown. Why was he suddenly back to being formal?

"What exactly?"

Nicklaus smirked. When that naughty smirk returned, Arissa’s torn heart was back in one piece. Scrutinizing his lips, she waited for him to path them and speak up.

Nicklaus climbed on the bed and rolled back to her. Wrapping his arms around her waist again, he leaned into her neck and whispered into her ears. "Drink some wine over reviewing some paper works. Why? Want me to bend you over urgently?"

Arissa turned red. The blush on her face deepened.

"I..." she trailed off.

Nicklaus kissed her skin with his fingers. Using his other hand, he cupped her face and forced her to look at him.

"You what?" he brushed his thumb on her lips, "Don’t be so shy, let your feelings out," he urged her.

"I want you to take my dress off, tie me to the bed and fuck me all night till morning comes," she said in her mind. In reality, she replied, "I want to join you while you enjoy your wine and do whatever,"

Nicklaus nodded at her words, his hand around her waist went down to her bum and pulled her to his hard manhood, "Careful with what you wish, Love, you have a low tolerance for alcohol, and not to mention, I could feel how hot and horny you are." he fondled her firm soft ass, "So, tell me. Do you still wish to spend the night with me over a bottle of wine?"