Chapter 24

HOPE

Nicco put me on the edge of the bed and tugged off my pants. My panties soon followed, and he gave me a naughty look.

“Lie back,” he whispered.

I obediently lay back, and Nicco nudged my thighs apart with his hands. I could feel the wetness pooling out of me. His touch was an aphrodisiac and my wanton body responded to his touch.

He leaned back and looked at me, groaning, and touching himself through his pants. “You are so beautiful, Hope,” he whispered before bending his head and using his tongue to run up my slit. The heat from his breath and the gentleness of his tongue caused me to throw back my head and groan, my muscles tensing. He backed away, looking again, and then I could feel his fingers on me, pulling me apart, blowing gently on my curls.

His tongue then attacked my clit, flicking it and running up and down it, circling it. I groaned; the teasing too much for me. “Please,” I whispered.

“Please, what?” he asked, blowing on my curls again.

“Please more,” I