A/N please re read yesterday's chapter before continuing. Made some few changes.
Ella's stomach twisted at the command, breath caught somewhere between hesitation and reckless want. But she obeyed, her hands trembling as she reached behind her back, unclasped the bralette, and let it fall, the lace whispering down her arms before fluttering to the floor.
Nicholas inhaled sharply, his eyes fixed on her bare skin like a man starving. "Jesus," he muttered, low and reverent, his hand reaching up to cup the soft curve of her breast. His thumb swept over the peak, teasing in lazy circles that sent jolts of sensation straight through her core. She arched toward his touch, a soft sound catching in her throat as pleasure sparked low in her belly.
His lips replaced his thumb, hot and seeking, closing over her nipple and sucking gently—just enough pressure to make her gasp. He teased with his teeth, a playful graze that sent her hips shifting helplessly against him.
