Georgia's POV
I was still gasping for air, my chest heaving like I'd just run miles, when Nick suddenly flipped me onto all fours. My body was weak, trembling from the waves of release he'd already wrung out of me—I'd lost count of how many times he made me squirt.
Before I could even catch my breath, I felt him—thick, hard, relentless—sliding back inside me.
"Ahh—Nick!" I tried to push him away, but he caught both of my wrists easily, pinning them behind my back. His strength dwarfed mine, leaving me helpless beneath him.
"What do you think you're trying to do, huh?" he growled low in my ear, his voice filled with dark amusement, before his teeth grazed and nipped at my earlobe.
"N–Nick, w–wait… I—I think I'm gonna faint…" My mind was hazy, my body burning, legs trembling so hard I thought they might give out.
He only chuckled, his breath hot against my skin. "Don't worry, baby. If you faint, I'll catch you."
