As they shared another kiss, Nicholas could subtly taste her lip gloss as it snuck passed his lips. He parted them a little and lightly licked at her top lip, getting more strawberry and cream flavoring.
This kiss wasn't like the ones they did to make Logan jealous. There was more to it this time. There was something more. Something either of them would say, they didn't have to.
She was the one to pull away, but she didn't move far from him, then after a moment of regrouping in her head, she took a step back. Miley pressed her lips together as she cleared her throat. "So...," she started up but didn't know what to say.
He just looked at her wondrous features that made up her face. He didn't know what to say either, and it wasn't a translation problem.
Miley opened the clutch in her hand, he watched the white rose fall to the ground and he bent over to pick it up for her and before he stood back up, Miley was pulling him inside and closing the door. It happened before he knew it, too quick for him to process it until a few seconds after her lips were on his once again.
Hes eyes were shut but his eyebrows were raised as high as they could go. Just a moment before he thought it was goodbye, but now he was in the place where she was staying and- she was unbuttoning his shirt?
Then she noticed she was coming on a bit strong and she made herself pull away. Miley looked down at her shoes. "Sorry about that." Then the rose blocked her vision's path to the floor. She smiled and took it.
Miley had been neglecting it, looking like it was about to wilt, with a peddle that seemed like it was about to fall off and it slightly turning brown. She headed to the bathroom to place it in a cup of water, as if it would bring it back to life again.
He stood there, waiting for her return, looking around. There wasn't much in there but she was here in France as a tourist. The furniture looked antique. There were six pillows on the bed, two were for decoration, and two for extra support. Articles of clothing in various places in the room, some laying on the floor trailing out of the closet, some sticking out of chest at the end of the bed. He though either Miley was staying for a while, or she had done some shopping- which was a good possibility since France was the fashion capital of the world. Though he couldn't help but hope that it was the first option he had thought of.
She came walking out and over to the dresser where she placed down the paper cup and tried to open up the rose gently with her thumbs, but not wanting to damage it anymore, she pulled her hand away and turned around. Miley walked over to the bed where she sat down to take her shoes off, letting them fall to the floor and not bothering to put them away. "Excuse the mess." She said as she started to rub her feet, trying to massage away the pain cause by dancing and walking in pretty heels.
Nicholas looked down at his shirt, it was un-tucked from his pants and 4 buttons were undone. It wasn't that he didn't want her, he just want to be a gentleman for her.
He took off his jacket and undid his bowtie, then went over &sat on the bed. Holding out his hand toward her foot for her to place it in.
She understood the offer and slid back a little and placed her foot in his hand. Him massaging it felt way better than what she was doing. Her foot seemed to tingle as the pain was eased away by his gentle pressing and small circular-motion of his thumbs as he took them along the pad on the bottom of her foot that ran under her toes. Then Nicholas started to knead his way down to her heel. And Miley sighed as she relaxed, leaning backward on her arms.
His thumbs kept kneading as he slowly moved up and down her feet. When the tingling subsided, she pulled her foot away and gave him her other one for him to work his magic hands on. This time she closed her eyes instead of watching him.
He's really good with his hands, she thought.
His eyes went from her toes and slowly crept up her slender leg. Cautious to move his hands up them, but he started to massage his way up her leg from her ankle.
Miley slowly laid down on the bed and pointed her foot up over his shoulder.
When his hands passed her knee and started up her thigh, her chest jumped with the breath she quickly sucked in. His hands where a little bit past mid thigh and that's when she opened her eyes and sat up. Then she reached over and continued to unbutton his shirt and Nicholas took off his tie and let it fall to the floor where it partly laid on her shoes.
While she pushed the dress shirt off his shoulder and down his thick upper arm, her fingers gliding down the smooth muscular bumps. She felt herself trembling but when she looked at her hand it seemed calm. And she got a chill up her spin when she looked from his arm to his eyes, which were already looking at hers.
Her breath caught in her throat. It was something she never saw in Logan's, not that she was thinking of anything remotely related to that guy right now.
She left his shirt at the base of his back as her hands moved back up his arms, over his shoulders and moving along his chest that pushed on her hands with the breaths his lungs took in.
Nicholas removed his hands from his sleeves and left the shirt where it was. Bringing his hands up to her hair, he pushed it off one shoulder so it was bare and brought all of it around to drape over the other. He brought his lips down to her skin and softly kissed her, and slightly moved his puckered lips up sweet skin to her neck where he pressed then firmly. He could feel her heart beat strongly against them, like it was trying to kick him away over and over. Nicholas gently sucked on the skin and heard a faint moan move out of her throat. He moved his lips toward the back of her neck and looked down at the zipper on her dress as his fingers pinched the tab and watched the seam come undone, peeling apart on her back.
When the tab reached the end of the zipper, he slipped his hand onto her back and brought his lips up to hers as he laid her down on her back. He pulled away and looked in her eyes once again before he got up from the bed and walked over to the dresser.
She sat up, not knowing what he was doing. Miley watched him as he grabbed the book of matches, lit one and started lighting candles around the room. Three on the dresser, one on each stand including one on each side table next to the bed. She saw as his abs glowed when he stood in front of the candle as he was lighting it. Miley watched the muscels on his well formed back as she grabbed candles that sat on small shelves on the walls and lit them too. A total of almost ten candles lighting the room. And the luminosity in the room got stronger when he turned off the lights.
Standing there next to the light switch, watching the candle light dance on her skin as she took the dress off down to her hips where she left it.
He had seen her in so many different lights now. Each one making her a new level of beautiful. Candle light was by far the best one yet.
He walked back over to her, wanting to touch her skin that looks even more soft now. Nicholas leaned down and kissed her slowly, moving her body backward on the bed with his hands and he felt her fingers undoing his pants and shimmying them down to his knees along with his underwear. Their lips still entwined in kisses as he slipped his hand under her body, feeling around for the hooks on her bra and squeezed them until they came undone. Keeping ahold of one side, he pulled it from her body and let it fall to the floor also. He slid his knees off the bed and let the remainder of his clothes hit the floor and removed his shoes with the opposite foot. Then he grabbed the bottom of Miley's dress &started to slowly pull.
She helped him and pushed down on the top to remove it faster. He was surprised to see no underwear and wondered if she had been like that the whole night, or did she remove them when she was in the bathroom? He leaned forward again and crashed his lips upon hers, loving the taste of them against his.
She moved back to the middle of the bed and Nicholas followed her, moving on his hands and knees over her. When she settled down, he grabbed a hold of her hands with his, locking them together and brought them up and around to above her head.
Miley felt his lips pull away from hers and Nicholas's nose press against her cheek and slide down until his forehead was resting on it.
He looked down at her gleaming skin under him, his breath quickened and ran down her neck to her collar bone, giving her shivers.
"Vous êtes donc parfait," (You are so perfect) he whispered onto her skin. He wanted to taste the sumptuous layer that covered her body, he started kissing down her cheek to her neck where he followed the tendons that ran down to the middle of her neck at a slant and at the end of the trail was a dip in which he flicked his tongue into. He kissed up the slant on the other side of her neck, just to move back down it.
Sweet humming sounds came from inside Miley.
She brought her legs out from under him so he was in between them.
He loosened his grip on her hands and gradually ran his fingers down her arms, to her arm pits where it tickled and gave her more goose bumps and down to her sides a little ways as he kissed her neck some more. Then he gently lowered his body down on top of hers, careful not to squash her under his weight. With a single buck of his hips, he was in, using his key to try to capture her heart and open it to him.
She looked up at him like she was looking at the sky. Eyes big and full of wonder. Like she was a bird ready to soar. Like a giggling little girl chasing after a butterfly, is how happy, calm and free she felt inside, no worries and the outside world was gone. The only thing that mattered was her and him, in that moment.
He gave her a sweet smile and then leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Je tiens à tomber amoureux vous,"(I want to fall in love with you) then kissed her ear and started moving his hips.
She had no idea what he said but his accent vibrating her ear drum, fired her up inside.
His hips making him slide smoothly at a slow pase, making her eyes close and her hands latch onto his muscular arms. And as he moved faster, each couple of hits made her throw up a moan.
Nicholas started moving his hands up and down her sides, rubbing her body and his hips moved into hers. He started gasping and moved even faster as the animal searched its way to come out of him. Leaning down he returned to kissing her sumptuous lips but this time fast hungry kisses.
She moaned out his name a few time between kisses, "Nicholas, ohh." Then was quieted again by his lips and then she felt them move down her neck to her chest.
As feelings inside their bodies started to grow, he got to almost the edge and slowed down quite a bit, doing long smooth pressured strokes, driving their bodies insane and they both jumped over the cliff at nearly the same time.
They were high above the clouds, weightless in pleasure but as their bodies started to calm down, they felt like they were gracefully falling down to earth like a leaf from a tree.
She wrapped her body around his, not wanting to let go of that feeling just yet.
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Yep, there will be another part, probably the last part. I know, I know, I dont want Nicholas to go either:/
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