“Nico, Nico ...wait,” I said trying to catch my breath. He looked at me, also out of breath. “What’s wrong?” I bit my lip as I stared at him. I wanted more of what he was offering. But I didn’t want to put on a show for the entire club. “You drove, right?” I asked him with a grin on my face. It took us less than five minutes to get to his car and probably half of that to make it to my penthouse. Nico probably sped through at least three lights taking us back. As we entered the elevator, he attacked me again, placing the full weight of his body against me. His lips found the weak spot on my neck. His tender kisses continued to send chills through me. Each one radiated pleasure throughout my body. I was experiencing a new drug of my own and I wanted to get high. I had to push him off me for just a second when we got upstairs so that I could get to my key. I fumbled with the door handle for a few seconds before finally getting the door open. As soon as I did, I flipped the light switch on, only to be lifted into the air by Nico who was surprisingly much stronger than I expected. He raised me up, placing my thighs on his shoulders. In one swift motion, he slid my panties to the side and.... Thank you for reading. For the rest of this post and more exclusive content from N.M. Porterfield at urfavoriteauthor.com . If you enjoy the content and what to continue to support, please subscribe. Once you become a member you also gain access to exclusive content and giveaways! #urfavoriteauthor #author #authorlife #writer #blog #newpost #newcontent #authorsofinstagram #writing #writingcommunity #blogging #bloggersofinstagram #newblog #follow #like #share #subscribe https://www.instagram.com/p/ChgduBlMrw6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
