Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas)

Chapter 0121

1 straddled Nicholas as I looked down at him silently. His Adam's

apple bobbed slightly, the desire in his dark eyes plain to see. But he wasn't in a hurry to take me. Under the faint moonlight, Nicholas

led me from various angles

while maintaining his grip on my hips. It was as if he was admiring. the toy he loved the most.

His dark eyes glimmered. To me, they looked like pools of the starry sky. I simply stared into his eyes. "You want another round?"

"Yeah..." Nicholas hummed lightly before chuckling. "I want you all

the time."

The next thing I knew, he wrapped an arm around my slender waist and pulled me down. As he confined me in his arms, he began kissing me. Soon, we started to feel all hot and bothered.

In comparison to the past four years, which had gone by without any consummation, things between Nicholas and I right now resembled the honeymoon period that young couples tended to go through at first.

After all, that was the time when they were madly addicted to each other's bodies. They could always make each other go crazy for them and crave even more of their touch.

Ever since I returned to Nicholas' side, I kept reminding myself to keep my mind clear at all times. But when I was truly stuck in the situation, I found out that I couldn't stay clear-headed at all. Nicholas told me that he was hopelessly attracted to me. Who was

to say that I wasn't the same about him?

Now was the perfect example. Nicholas smiled lazily as he asked me, "Do you want me?" He stopped his actions abruptly, going so far to even remove his hands from my hips.

My throat felt parched and dry, not to menticonstricted. I felt like a traveler who had been traversing across the desert for three days- lost and disoriented.

I bit my bottom lip, refusing to repeat those words. All I did was stare at him unblinkingly.

Nicholas stroked my thigh before telling me to look at the moon." Look at how round the moon is tonight."

No matter how round that damned moon was, it could never be as round and firm as Nicholas' pecs...

I didn't bother looking at the moon since I planned on targeting Nicholas' shirt. I used the opportunity to tear his shirt open when he wasn't paying attention to me.

"Your pecs are round and firm! They're way better than the moon!

I tapped a finger on Nicholas' chest before exerting some force to claw his skin with a fingernail. Nicholas took a deep breath, though he made sure to pull his shirt together as though he was a prim and proper gentleman. Then, he asked me again, "Do you want me?"

Nicholas really wanted me to answer that question. My eyes reddened out of the stimulation. I wanted to just up and leave, but I couldn't bear to let such a chance go.

Time passed by very quickly, after all. Now, Nicholas no longer

resembled the immature and naive leenager he once was. He was now a mature and charming adult

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But the moment Nicholas asked me that question in such a stubborn and haughty way, he seemed to have reverted back to the 16-year-old version of him when he had caught me during the time I fell into his arms on purpose. "Where did you come from, you brat? Don't tell me you like me romantically." 16-year-old Nicholas was incredibly cold and aloof. He even showed signs of disdain toward me.

Pete was the first one who dragged me away from Nicholas. " Nicholas, stop teasing her. She's a brute-what does she know about romance? She's nothing compared to the senior who was with you two days ago." Right. Despite my tender age, I knew what it felt like to be self-

conscious. I managed to supress my urge to confess my feelings to Nicholas.

Now, as I slumped over Nicholas and felt his body up and down, I did all I could to convey my feelings to him. "Yes."

13-year-old Ariana wanted 16-year-old Nicholas very badly.

I could hear Nicholas' heavy breathing, so I closed my eyes. My eyelashes fluttered slightly as I waited for the upcoming storm of pleasure.

But then, I felt a scorching hot palm grabbing my nape. The next moment, I was carried away from the lounge chair.

Nicholas sat up and shoved me to the floor. I was still bare-footed, so I could only rub my left foot against my right one. Feelings of aggrievedness began washing across me.

Nicholas' condition was no better than m from primal lust.

I had no i

His eyes had gone red

idea why he was like that. I didn't even get to do anything. with him, yet the atmosphere around us was already this steamy. At times like this, even breathing could result in a round of wild sex. Nicholas stared at me greedily. "I want you... to strip in front of me."

The effect that his words brought me was akin to an activated vibrator. The moment he was done speaking, I was already trembling like mad.

"The room was too dark when you did that the last time we were together. I didn't get to see it properly."

Nicholas decided to take the lead in showing me what to do. He flapped open the shirt that I had ripped apart just now, even going so far to undoing another button as if to prove his sincerity.

"I'll strip with you." I gulped out loud. Nicholas responded to me by chuckling softly. "Hurry up, babe," he urged.

I slowly raised my shaky hands and grasped my collar tightly. Some time later, the pale moonlight cascaded down on our bare bodies, coating us with a pale sheen of light.

We remained on the rooftop until the crack of dawn, where the moon was replaced by the sun.