Fragments of Us (A Contemporary Broken Hearts Romance) (Book Book 2)

canary-yellow diamond bracelet he had given her earlier when he arrived home. “Seriously. I’m already yours.” Nicole lifted her iced-out wrist. “You don’t have to keep buying me expensive presents.”
Davis walked up behind her and rested his hands on the curve of her hips. Their gazes locked and held in the mirror. “There’s no doubt that you’re mine; if I want to pamper you every single day for the rest of your life, you’ll just have to deal with it.”
Nicole’s hazel eyes sparkled and darkened as they continued to spar with his. “Have you always been so bossy?”
“Yes. And you love it.” He leaned in and placed several kisses just underneath her jawline.
His lips on her skin made her tingle all over. Nicole tilted her head slightly to give him better access.
Davis accepted the invitation. Since she had been pregnant, Nicole’s libido had increased tenfold, and he took full advantage. It did wonders for his ego knowing it didn’t take much, only a glance or a light touch for her body to respond. Tonight, was no exception.
Nicole’s body temperature started to rise, and the man hadn’t even really touched her. It wasn’t necessary. If she were honest, the pulsing between her thighs began the moment Davis stepped into the room.
Three days. It had been three long days since Davis had made love to his wife. He was in dire need to fix that and wasn’t sure if he could wait until they returned home from the fundraiser to do it. Davis wanted her now. Watching the graceful movements of the woman he loved, whose body was swollen with his child, made him impatient and rock hard. Davis pulled her into his chest.
Nicole moaned when the strength of him made contact with her. She took pleasure knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him. “Too bad we can’t stay home tonight.”
“Says who? We can do whatever we want.”
The lust in his voice was unmistakable, and the vibration as he spoke into her neck made the throbbing of her sex just that much more intense. Her own voice deepened from the desire pumping through her veins. “We already RSVP’d.”
He ran his hands up and down her arms. “If I up our donation, I don’t think they will care.”
“Mmm . . . tempting.” Her words may have sounded undecided, but Nicole’s eyes left no doubt about what she wanted.
Davis wove his fingers through her hair to release it from the confines of the elaborate and messy updo. Pins went flying, and her thick, dark curls came tumbling down like a waterfall.
She responded in a barely-there whisper. “I spent hours at the salon getting my hair done for you.”
“They did a hell of a job. I loved it.” They weren’t going anywhere but to bed.
Nicole was breathless. “What am I supposed to do now?”
“If you don’t know, I must be doing something wrong. Let me fix that.” He found the hidden zipper in the back of her strapless, yellow gown and started to unzip it. The thought of being inside her caused an uncomfortable tightness in his pants.
He breathed in her scent. The coconut and lavender fueled his desire and set his already aroused body in motion. He pressed his thickness into the crease of her ass.
Nicole’s eyes fluttered closed, and she purred like a kitten.
Davis loved the noises she made when he touched her. “There are too many clothes on between us.”
“Davis . . .” Her head fell back onto his shoulder as he continued to slowly unzip her dress. Nicole reached her hand behind her and held the back of his head to the curve of her neck as he ran his tongue over her heated skin.
Moments later, Nicole’s dress pooled at the bottom of her feet. Next, Davis unhooked her lacy, strapless bra, and it ended up in the same place. He stood behind her and admired Nicole through the mirror. “You are a sight to behold.”
She was left wearing only a lace thong, which matched the now discarded bra on the floor, and diamond studded stilettos. Nicole’s nipples puckered up. “Touch me, Davis. I want to feel your hands all over me.”
He breathed into her ear. “I plan to explore, kiss, and taste every inch of your body.” Davis filled his hands with her breasts and used his thumbs to caress her nipples. They hardened into tight little buds, waiting for him to make love to them with his mouth. Before he satisfied that craving, Davis cupped and squeezed them just the way he knew she liked it. “I’ve been thinking about making love to you all day.”
“Mmm . . . me too.”
Davis ran his tongue all the way down her neck—from the tender flesh behind her ear to the hollow of her neck—then he took a nice little bite.
“Yasss.” Her voice came out in a breathy whisper.
Hearing the need in Nicole’s voice, was heady; it did something to him, almost like a drug to a drug addict. It increased his desire if that were even possible. Davis spun Nicole around so that she faced him, and his lips came crashing down on hers—hot and heavy.
Her arms snaked up around his neck, and she allowed him to devour her as she held on tight. Davis wasn’t alone in his wants and needs. Nicole gave all her pent-up desires right back to him when she returned his kiss.
She raised her knee and slowly slid it up the side of his leg, bringing her sex in direct contact with his hardness. The shoe on that foot fell off. Davis caught her leg from behind the knee and wrapped it around his waist.
Her throbbing had turned into