chest, licking and kissing until it reached her first hardened peak.
Lacey arched her back giving him better access to her breasts. A soft moan escaped her lips as his teeth nipped lightly at her nipple. Her hands became frantic, attempting the remaining button on his shirt. There seemed to be too much clothing between them. She needed to feel his flesh against hers; needed to massage the muscles of his chest and shoulders.
The button came free as his mouth made its way to her other breast. Her fingers traced the contours of his muscles first in his shoulders, then making their way downward. The feel of his lips, sucking on her hardened nipple was sending tremors through her, causing her body, her pussy to ache for him.
"You smell so sweet Lacey," Nigel whispered as his mouth left her breast and worked it way back up her neck to her lips. "And so beautiful."
His hand on the back of her head pulled it back down to his roughly. His lips claimed hers with increased passion. Her hips rocked against his groin, the clothing between them making it sweet agony.
"Hold on," he growled, lust thick in his voice, as he reluctantly pulled his lips from hers. She looked down at him, confused.
"Hold on?" She found herself asking, slightly breathless as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Her breasts were pushed up tight against his chest.
He smiled at her and nodded. Excitement raced through her veins when she saw the raw hunger in his eyes. She'd never had a man so wild with lust, it was as if he was straining not to devour her.
A squeal of shock and delight came from Lacey as Nigel stood with her clinging tightly to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and legs around his waist. Lacey buried her face in his neck, her tongue teasing as it made it way up and across his strong, chiselled jaw.
With no apparent effort, which deeply impressed Lacey, Nigel carried her to the doorway leading to his apartment. She'd never felt so safe and secure with anyone as she was with him at that moment.
Opening the door he carried her into his pitch black apartment. The music from the club was muffled in here as well. Lacey blinked a number of times, trying to get her eyes to adjust to the dark, but it didn't help. She was as good as blind.
Nigel kept moving, deeper into the apartment. He seemed unconcerned by the fact that there was virtually no light. Lacey clung tighter to him as she felt him manoeuvre around what she presumed was furniture in his path.
She felt him pause and open yet another door. This room was as dark as the rest, but he seemed to know exactly where he was going. Moments later she found herself falling, with Nigel falling with her.
She let out a startled yelp as she landed, on her back, on what she presumed - by the softness under her - to be his bed. Nigel's body lay over hers, but he seemed to have braced himself for the fall, catching himself with a hand at each side of her head before fully crushing her. His lips claimed hers, his mouth hot and hungry on hers, his tongue forcing its way between her teeth.
With a satisfied sigh, Lacey allowed him access to her. She spread her legs wider, allowing his body to push up tighter against hers. The bulge contained within his pants, brushed roughly against her groin. She wanted this man more than she'd wanted anyone!
His touch seemed to set her body on fire.
Thoughts began to run through her head . I shouldn't be doing this. I should be getting an interview from him. But god he feels so good! Just a little while longer. Her hands caressed his smooth back, her fingers following the lines of the hard muscle. It's been so long, too long. A little while longer with him wouldn't hurt. Would it?
Suddenly, Nigel pulled away from her. She reached out for him, but only grasped onto air.
"Don't move," she heard him tell her, his deep sexy voice coming from somewhere to the left of her. She did as she was told and stayed put. Where would she go? She couldn't see a