Georgia's POV
Hearing Nick beg like that made something wild stir inside me, part proud, part arousal. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him… maybe even more.
But I didn't give in. Not yet. Instead, I pressed my breasts tighter around his cock, teasing the swollen tip with slow, teasing licks.
When I glanced up, his face was flushed—caught between the agony of restraint and the fire of desire.
"Fuck, baby, please…" Nick's voice broke, rough with desperation. "That's so good… but I need you. I need to be inside you. I can't take it anymore."
I lifted my head as he leaned towards me, capturing his lips in a heated kiss, quickening my movements against him. His groan vibrated into my mouth, his hips twitching under my touch.
"Ahh… fuck!" he moaned, pulling back just enough to look at me, his chest heaving. "I'm gonna come, Georgia…"
But I wasn't ready to let him have that release. I released him suddenly, standing with a sly smile. "Not yet, love…"
