Georgia's POV
It was too much, too intense, and just before he completely unraveled, Nick pulled out with a desperate groan, grabbing my face and capturing my lips in a wild, hungry kiss. His breath mingled with mine, hot and ragged.
"Damn, baby… I almost came," he murmured against my lips, still panting. His thumb brushed my cheek as he searched my eyes. "You okay?"
I nodded, though my lungs were burning and my body still trembling.
But inside me?
I wasn't done. Not even close.
I wanted more.
And I could feel, so did he.
I let a slow smile curl on my lips. "Do me in doggy?"
Nick's low chuckle vibrated through my chest. "That's my girl… turn around."
I bit my lip, teasing, "Because I knew you wanted that."
His answering smirk was pure evil.
I got on all fours, positioning myself, and Nick didn't hesitate, not even a heartbeat. He slid into me in one smooth, hungry thrust.
"Ahh! Nick, warn me!" I gasped, gripping the sheets.
