The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0344
I clawed at Nicholas’s shoulders. He was wearing too many clothes. But then, so was I.
His kiss devoured me, entranced me. I felt so fully under his spell that I couldn’t think clearly. All I knew was the trace of
Nicholas’s hand up my spine, slipping under my shirt. He lifted it up and off my head. It quickly was tossed onto the floor.
He leaned back a moment and stared at me in appreciation. My bra was doing its best, barely confining by curves. Nicholas
placed his hands over my breasts, caressing me over my bra. I hated it now, for being in the way.
“Nick...”
“Hm?” Nicholas asked. His gaze was transfixed on the mountains and valleys of my chest.
“Get rid of the bra...” I said, breathless.
He smiled a bit, right at the corners of his mouth. “As my lady commands.”
What a ridiculous thing to say. Nicholas was the prince. I was far from a lady. But I liked the role–play. It made me feel sexy and
powerful, like I had some control in my life.
Like this, I wanted to give that control to Nicholas. I trusted him to take care of
my needs.
His hands trailed along the band of my bra to the center of my back, where the hook clasped it closed. He fumbled a little there,
and I would have laughed if I wasn’t so damned horny.

“Hold on...” He pulled when he should have pushed. “I don’t want to rip it.”
“Rip it,” I said, desperation seeping into my voice.
He growled in reply. In the next instant, the bra was ripped clean off me, exposing my naked breasts to Nicholas’s eager gaze
and his hands.
He cupped me and massaged me gently. When my nipples peaked, he rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger. I
dropped my head back and moaned.
He stepped into me until I was fully pinned against the wall. Then he dropped his head and took one of my nipples into his
mouth. Oh, God, his mouth was so hot and wet, his tongue so insistent, lapping and circling those aching peaks.
I shoved my fingers through his hair and held on for dear life as he lavished his diligent. attention over me. Then, all too soon, he
kissed down the valley of my breasts to clasp his mouth over the other nipple, and eagerly gave it the same attention.
I was a moaning mess, by the time he picked me up, hooking his hands under my thighs, and carried me to the bed. Slowly, he
lowered me down so that my head was resting on the soft pillow. My body stretched out down the mattress.
1/2
415 5
He was always so gentle. It made my heart race, and a steady warmth burn in the center of my
sof
chest.

Then he slipped his hands under the waistband of both my pants and parties and pulled thes down at once. They joined the pile
on the floor. My shoes fell with them.
Suddenly, I was very naked in the middle of Nicholas’s plush bed. Nicholas stared at
a hooded gaze. He was fully clothed, but his dick was hard, making a very visible, prominent. tent in his pants. As he watched
me, he placed his hand on it and groaned.
It was sexy as hell.
Slowly, his gaze traced down the length of my body, pausing at the apex of my thighs. He licked his lips.
“I want to taste you,” he said. He slipped his suit jacket down off his shoulders and dropped it into the clothes pile on the floor. He
started to unbutton his white shirt.
Heat pooled in between my legs. I spread my legs wide in answer.
Nicholas’s eyes widened. He gave up on the buttons and ripped his shirt off instead. The
buttons flew off the shirt, scattering around the room. One pinged off the lamp on the bedside
table.