CHAPTER 62: SAY IT AGAIN (4)

Georgia’s POV

Damn it! Nick had a way with words that completely affected me in so many ways. He didn’t even have to lay a finger on me; just hearing him speak so boldly, so lewdly, was enough to ignite something deep inside me. Something raw. Dark. Addictive.

I hated how much I loved it... But God, I did love it.

Before I could catch my breath, he crashed his lips onto mine. No warning. Just pure hunger. His kiss was wild, devouring. His tongue claimed mine as his hips began to move beneath the water.

He thrust into me with a fierce rhythm, rough and relentless, forcing moans to rise from my throat only for him to swallow them whole. His grip on my waist tightened, dragging me down to meet every hard stroke, over and over again.

I wrapped one arm tightly around his shoulder, the other cradling his face, needing something, anything... to hold onto as my body began to build that intensity again.

He pulled back just enough to lean his forehead against mine, his breath mingling with mine, lips parted as he watched me spiral. His eyes... God, those eyes. So dark. So consumed with lust, it made me feel like I was the only thing he ever wanted.

"You’re so damn beautiful, Georgia," he murmured, voice strained between thrusts. "I could look at you like this forever."

I think that’s what he said. I wasn’t even sure anymore. The only thing I could process was the delicious stretch, the heat, the chaos in my head as he slammed into me again and again.

I was reaching my peak fast. Perhaps because I was still sensitive from the last one, and this man didn’t even let me rest.

"Ahh... Nick... ahh..." I moaned, helpless, already close to shattering again.

"That’s it, baby. Call my name," he growled, his gaze locked on mine. "Just like that..."

And I did.

Because in that moment, there was no world outside of him and me... just the water, the fire, and the madness of how he made me feel.

"Oh gods, Nick... too much—ah!" I cried out, my voice echoing through the trees. My body was spiraling, overwhelmed by the pleasure ripping through me. I wanted him to stop, and I wanted him to never stop at the same time. It didn’t even make sense, but nothing about this did.

"Come with me, baby... together," he growled, never losing rhythm as his hips continued to drive into me.

My toes curled. I clung to him tighter, nails digging into his skin as my body trembled. Then it hit me. Hard.

My walls clenched violently around him, and it felt like my soul had burst free, floating somewhere above, weightless, detached. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. I could only feel my walls pulsing, beating, contracting hard around his cock, sucking him deep.

"FUCK..." I heard him curse, strained and breathless. Then he pulled out fast. "Ahh—fuck, Georgia!"

He spilled between us, and I swear I almost passed out from the intensity of it all.

I didn’t know how we got to the side of the stream, or when the world started to piece itself back together again. The next thing I felt was the cool rock beneath Nick as he sat, and my feet touched them. I sat on his lap like a child, limp, dazed, and entirely spent.

He held me close, one arm around my waist, the other brushing my damp hair gently away from my face. Then he pressed a soft kiss to the tip of my nose.

I blinked slowly and lifted my head to meet his eyes. We just stared at each other for a moment, quiet, our breathing slowly returning to normal.

Then we both chuckled, soft, breathless laughter shared between two people who had just shattered and reformed in each other’s arms.

There was nothing funny about it... But somehow, it felt right, like it was the only thing that we could do at the moment.

Like our bodies had spoken louder than words ever could.

"You’re tired?" I asked as he leaned back against the boulder, water dripping down his sculpted chest.

"I am. You?" he replied, his panting a bit.

Before I could even think about it, I leaned in and kissed his chin. Soft. Quick. Unplanned.

What the hell? Where did that come from?

He looked at me, brows furrowed like he was trying to figure out if I was being sweet... or weird.

I cleared my throat fast, trying to pretend it didn’t happen. "I’m exhausted," I murmured, hoping the words would somehow erase my impulsiveness.

But Nick didn’t miss a beat. "You don’t look exhausted," he smirked, voice filled with mischief. "Don’t worry, just give me a few minutes, and I’ll be back inside you in no time."

He leaned in to kiss me again.

"Nooo..." I yelped, pulling back and gently pushing against his chest, eyes wide. "You are not doing that."

He laughed, a low, boyish chuckle that made my stomach flip and my brain abandon reason altogether.

Gods! That smile! It should be illegal. It’s making me think of so many things that flush my brain down the gutter.

I suddenly wanted to take it all back.

Whatever he wants to do to me later, I will not stop him.

Damn, I am all yours, babe.

And did I just call him babe in my head? Where did that come from?

What the hell is happening to me?

"Why not? Don’t you like it?" he asked with a devilish grin before splashing cold water onto my face.

I gasped. "Hey! The heck—! I’m sore!"

I swung my leg to the other side and turned my back to him, hoping that would end the conversation.

But instead, he shifted behind me, spreading his legs so I could sit snugly between them. His arms wrapped around me like a warm current, pulling me into his chest.

"I know," he said softly, his breath grazing my ear. "That’s why we’re resting for a while..."

Then he lowered his voice, just a whisper against my skin. "But you didn’t answer my question. Don’t you like it?"

Of course, he’d circle back. The man never lets anything slide.

"I... I do," I whispered, voice cracking under his presence. The bold, filthy-mouthed version of me had officially gone into hiding.

"Mmm," he hummed. "Then why deny me, baby? When you know that it’s going to happen anyway."

His lips brushed against my ear again, slow and intentional.

Holy cow! I think I just melted like butter thrown into the fire! I was gone.

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