Together, Nicholas and I stumbled into his room. We had trouble moving, since we couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. As soon as the door closed behind us, Nicholas worked at the fasteners of my dress, not content until the offending garment was removed from me and forming wrinkles on the ground.
I shoved at Nicholas’s jacket, pushing it down off of his shoulders. Then I reached for his buttons and opened them one by one. It felt like I was unwrapping a present, slowly exposing all the tone muscle underneath.
Nicholas claimed my mouth with his own, kissing me thoroughly, then breaking for breath, only to dive back in and kiss me again.
We tugged and pulled each other toward the bedroom, losing clothing as we went.
Nicholas worked open my bra next. The instant my breasts bounced
