Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas)

Chapter 0633

Nicholas froze at my question, his breath catching for a moment.

He then shamelessly slumped against me, nibbling at my earlobe as he murmured, "How thick-skinned do you think I'd have to be to do something like that right in front of you?"

I scoffed. "Oh please. Like making those sounds means you're any less shameless!"

The thought of it still annoyed me. I had been so scared he was actually doing something behind me that I didn't even dare to look back!

"What's this? Still upset?" Nicholas propped himself up, his fingers pinching my slightly pouting lips with

an amused smile.

Before I could answer, he pulled me close, rolling us over so I was pinned beneath him. He began planting fleeting kisses on me, one after another.

"If you want, I can do it right now. How about it?"

"Thanks, but no thanks!" I shoved him hard. "Now get up! Let's head back if there's nothing else. I don't feel comfortable leaving Tabitha alone for too long."

"Alone? Isn't Wendy there with her?"

At the mention of Tabitha, Nicholas' playful mood dimmed slightly. He was even more reluctant to let me go.

His warm hand slid to my waist, caressing it gently. "It's always Tabitha this, Tabitha that. What about me? What about me!"

He panted heavily beside my ear.

I closed my eyes, letting out a quiet sigh. His actions right now felt nothing short of teasing.

I had always been open-minded when it came to relationships. After spending three years abroad, I could hardly fail to pick up on his hints.

If it were just a fleeting moment of passion, there would be no need to refuse. After all, adults had their needs. But with Nicholas, crossing that line would inevitably set off a chain of consequences.

I couldn't control what might happen in the future, but I could control myself now.

So, even if he came right out and said, "I want you', the only answer between us could be "no".

Just as I opened my mouth to say it, his hand hooked around the back of my neck. His other arm wrapped firmly around my waist.

Before I could react, the world spun as he flipped me over.

The suggestive atmosphere spiraled out of control, growing wild and unrestrained. One of us clung to restraint, while the other spoke of years of maddening longing through the press of his body against mine.

Kissing seemed to have become his only remedy.

His stubble scratched against my skin, the sting sharp enough to make me gasp softly in protest.

"Open your mouth." He held my upper lip between his own as his rough thumb brushed my lower lip.

He deliberately teased me with his stubble again, voice low and coaxing. "Be good, I promise, nothing but kissing."

"If I believed any promises made in bed, I'd spell my name backward..

Before I could finish, his face drew closer, cutting me off. Words failed me as his lips silenced mine again.

I didn't know how much time had passed when he finally released me, rolling onto his side. He lay there, panting

heavily.

"Played the gentleman, but my body's been screaming in protest. Was it worth it? Who knows..."

I was still a little dazed as I brushed over my numb lips.

A soft laugh escaped from beside me. I turned my head and saw him propped up on one arm, gazing at me with a gentle smile. His eyes were full of warmth as he said, "But it was all worth it."

I covered my face with both hands, feeling like the world was crashing down around me. "Can you turn that off? Nicholas!"

"Alright, alright." He chuckled and grabbed the remote from beside him. "I accidentally touched it earlier. I thought you might like it, so I left it on."

He wiped the smeared lipstick from my lips with his thumb, grinning mischievously. "I'll turn it off now."

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