You convince Nicky to leave a party and tend to more important matters, you of course.
~ Quick Author’s Note: So I never thought I’d write anything like this but I gave it a shot and … hot dayum {18+ ONLY}
Word Count: 1k
You sighed as you took another sip from your champagne glass and looked out at the crowd. How long have we been here?
“(y/n)!” Rocky approached you with open arms.
“Rocky, hi!” You hugged him.
“It’s good to see you, how’s New York treatin’ you?”
“Well, I can’t complain especially when I have Nicky.”
“Speakin’ of Nick, where is he?” He searched the room.
“He had to talk business with someone but if you find him, let me know.”
He winked at you, “Will do kiddo.” He walked off to greet someone else leaving you alone … again. You glided through the room admiring the grand staircase, the chandelier, couples dancing, and band playing. Parties were never your thing, plus you really just wanted some alone time with Nicky which was hard to come by.
A pair of hands wrapped around your waist from behind “Miss me?” The honeyed voice whispered in your ear.
“Like you wouldn’t believe.” You slid your hand over his.
He kissed your neck, “I’m sorry I took so long.”
You felt butterflies in your stomach “Don’t worry about it.”
He held onto you as you turned to face him.
“Besides you could make it up to me.”
“How so?” He took your glass and set it on a nearby table.
“Let’s get out of here.” You clasped your hands behind his neck.
He sensed desperation in your voice “Are you not having fun?”
“I wouldn’t say that but,” you saw the concerned look on his face “I’d rather be with you, alone.”
He smirked “And what would we do … alone … together?”
“Nicholas dear, the possibilities are endless,” You whispered a few of them in his ear. When you pulled back you couldn’t help but notice the tinge of pink in his cheeks. “Or we could stay here, dance, talk business,” you caressed his cheek “Up to you.”
He leaned down, “Good thing, it’s an easy choice.” His breath tickled your ear and sent a shiver up your spine. Without warning, he held your hand tightly in his and maneuvered through the crowd.
“Whoa! Where are we going?” You shouted over the band.
“Home, of course!”
You stood on the patio of the immaculate mansion panting, trying to catch your breath. He looked back at you with a smile.
“You didn’t think I was staying did you?”
You laughed in disbelief as he talked to the valet. Within seconds Nicky’s car was in the driveway, he held the door open for you.
“Where to?” The chauffeur asked.
Nicky slid in beside you “Home and uh-” he glanced at you, “Could you roll up the partition, please?”
“Yes sir, of course.”
A window between the front and back seats rolled up, giving you and Nicky privacy. You noticed that look in his hazel eyes and that smirk.
“Me alone with Nicky Valentino?” You inched towards his face “I must be dreaming.” Headlights of an oncoming car highlighted his lips, you couldn’t help but stare.
“So I’m not the only one dreamin’?” He placed his finger under your chin, turning the butterflies in your stomach to knots. You locked eyes with him, expecting a passionate kiss but he brushed his thumb across your bottom lip.
“Don’t tease me.” You felt heat radiate throughout your body.
“What are you gonna do about it, baby?”
You slid your hand over his, “If all you’re gonna do is talk we could’ve stayed at the party.” You pulled his hand away from your face.
He moved closer toward you, “Who said anything about talking?” As he placed a hand on your lower back and the back of your head, he guided you toward what you wanted. He kissed you softly, you liked it but you needed more. He moaned as you slipped your tongue into his mouth. You slid your hands into the sleeves of his jacket, which he slipped off. You felt yourself toppling over him when he suddenly overpowered you. He slowly climbed on top of you, holding you as you laid back.
“You don’t mind if I take over do you?”
“Of course not,” you said breathlessly. You grabbed his tie and pulled him closer to you. You kissed each other, hungry for more. He moved down to your jaw and neck. Somehow he managed to get past your clothing, you felt his hand run up your thigh. You bit your lip as you fuddled with Nicky’s shirt trying to get it off.
He chuckled, “Here.” He snatched his tie off and threw the shirt aside. He kissed your inner thigh as he straddled you.
“Yes,” you panted.
His hands run up your sides while he peppered the rest of you with kisses. He pressed against your lower back causing you to arch and gasp. You felt the warmth of his wet lips against your neck then his teeth nipped at your skin. All the while you could feel the anticipation building between you, him, and in his pants. Your hand grazed the bulge to which he responded, “Not yet.”
You whimpered as he ran a hand across his chest, fondling your breast. Then you felt his fingertips against your sex. Your breath hitched and he snuck in a kiss. Your moan vibrated throughout his mouth.
“Is this okay?” He ran his fingers across you.
Your eyes rolled back “Yes,” you gasped as he stroked you again and titled your head back, exposing your neck to him.
“Good,” he smirked then bent down to kiss and nibble at your neck.
You felt his fingers on you and the rhythm he was building. Your breath became short. He squeezed your butt with his free hand. You cursed under your breath, “Ni- Nicky,” you whined. His fingers worked faster now. You felt his hips bucking, desperate to go inside. You wrapped your legs around him.
“Say it,” he kissed you below your ear. “Say my name, mi amore.” He kissed your jaw.
“Nicky,” the name was a mere whisper.
He licked your neck.
“Nicky,” you bit your lip.
He stroked your sex even faster now, his movements vibrated through you. You panted and placed your hand against the door, driving him further into you.
“Ah, Nicky!” You dragged your nails across his back as a wave of pleasure washed over you. He intertwined his fingers with yours and nuzzled his face into your neck. You felt him smile against your hot skin and giggled. He held you close to him as you came down from your wave of ecstasy. The car rolled to a stop.
“I believe this is our stop,” he rested his chin on your chest and looked at you with adoration. You didn’t have to say anything he knew. “Don’t worry, sugar. I’m not even close to being finished with you yet.” The moonlight lit up his face, glistening with sweat.
“What are we waiting for?”
The two of you helped each other get dressed knowing your clothes wouldn’t stay on very long.
~~~ Author’s Note: Whew … as always thank you for reading/liking/all that jazz! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it 💖 Tbh inspiration came from Dinner and Diatribes by Hozier and Partition by Beyoncé 👀👀
