Worth the fight

painstakingly slowly runs up my side.  Nico’s eyes don’t leave mine as his hand travels.  When his hand reaches the side of my breast, his thumb gently reaches out and feels the curve of my swell.  A small gasp escapes me, it’s small, but Nico catches it and I can actually see the green in his eyes darken at my response.  He’s watching me, taking in my every reaction to his touch and I get the sense that he’s as aroused as I am from his simple touch.
    My eyes close when his hand reaches my face.  He softly caresses my cheek with his callous ed thumb.  Gentle, soft, barely a brush.  His tender touch makes me feel worshipped and I try to fight back emotion from flooding.  It’s my instinct, but it’s a losing battle.  One I never surrendered to until now.
    I open my eyes and watch as Nico’s eyes drop to my mouth and back again.  His head leans down and I think he is finally going to kiss me, but instead he buries his head in my neck and breathes deep, scenting me.  He lets out a low growl as he exhales and I swear it makes every hair on my body stand upright.  It’s as if an electric current ran from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and I’m frayed from the bolt that shot through me. 
    Nico draws his head back from my neck and his eyes take mine again.  He’s so close to me now, I can’t help but reach up and touch him.  My pointer finger slowly comes up and I trace his beautiful full lips with a gentle touch, slowly, etching their shape into my memory.  His mouth parts and he takes a deep breath before closing his eyes.   I can see he’s straining for control when he reopens them a few seconds later. 
    It’s incredibly sexy to watch such a strong man so close to losin g control.  It fuels my need to push him.  Push him over the edge of restraint, where his control disappears and the feral male I see lurking beneath takes control.  I want to see what it will take to get him there. 
    After I’m done tracing his lips, I push my finger into his mouth.  It’s warm and wet and he takes my invitation .  I watch as he gently suckles on my finger at first.   I bite down on my own bottom lip as his sucking gets stronger.  My eyes tear away from his mouth to find his eyes and he’s still watching me.  Watching me watch him. I see a glint in his eye and I catch the corner of his mouth turning upward in a smirk just before he bites down on my finger.  Hard.  Pain shoots through me mixed with need and desire, and I’m momentarily stunned at his action.
    Nico re leases my finger and I think I hear him say, “There’s the fire,” and then he’s on me.  His mouth covers mine and we fuse together.   It’s a desperate kiss, all tongue and slippery, with sucking and biting.  One that consumes me the moment it starts and I instantly need more. 
    My hips mindlessly push up into him and I’m me t with hardness.   Thick, long, rock-solid hardness.  My body trembles at the feel of his arousal so closely against me and another low moan escapes me.  I don’t think I’ve ever moaned uncontrollably, but now it pours from a deep place within me.  Nico tries to pull his head back, but I wrap my arms tighter around his neck and keep him where I need him.
    He manages to free himself from my death grip and pulls his head back slightly.  I am just about to complain when he says , “I need to taste all of you.”  I seriously think I have a mini orgasm at his words.  The thought of his head between my legs sends a wicked shiver down my spine and I wiggle as Nico lifts his weight off me and settles with his head between my thighs.
    I forget w e’re both still completely dressed until Nico pushes up my skirt and his mouth covers me, my lace underwear still between us.  I feel the warmth of his mouth and his rapid breath up against my most sensitive skin and it’s torment.  The need to have nothing between us is overwhelming and I’m just about to beg when I feel the heat of his mouth leave me.  Nico gently removes my skirt and underwear and I brace for an explosion.  But then he’s still.  After a few seconds I look down and he’s looking up at me, waiting to catch my eye before he speaks.  His voice is low and gruff, but filled with blatant desire.  “I want you to watch.”
    My body begins to spasm on its o wn at his words.  I can’t respond, but I don’t look away either.  Nico slowly draws out his tongue and licks me unhurriedly from my entrance to