One hundred and sixty-six

Nicholas's POV:

I knew that this was going to be my last sex with her until I have taken care of business. I wanted to enjoy as much time with her as I could afford. Having it at the back of my mind that I was going away was draining.

"Good girl . . ." I stroked her swollen clit gently as a reward. "And what does it feel like when I touch you like this?"

Her small pink tongue came out again, flicking over her bottom lip. "It feels good," she whispered, "really good . . . Please, Nicholas . . ."

"Please what?" I pushed, wanting to hear her beg. She had the perfect voice for begging, sweet and innocently sexy. Her pleading affected me in a way that was just the opposite of what she intended—it made me want to torment her more.

"Please touch me . . ." She lifted her hips again, trying to intensify the pressure on her sex.