Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 626

I held the bag Nicholas handed me. Holding it felt unbearable, but throwing it away seemed even worse.

This was like holding a ticking time bomb. When I finally spoke, my voice was hoarse. "Nicholas, it doesn't have to be full…"

"And how do you know I can't fill it in one go?"

I was so shocked that even the hairs on my arms stood up. I rolled up my sleeve and thrust my arm out, showing him how startled I was.

"Nicholas, do you even realize what you're saying?"

"There's no one else around. What are you so afraid of?"

Nicholas suddenly leaned down and gently bit my collarbone. It didn't hurt. But the pressure was enough to make me gasp, a sensation impossible to ignore.

I bit down hard on my lower lip, wrapping my arms around his head to stop him. "Nicholas, stop it…"

"Stop what? Besides, you already know how much I can fill. Do you really think this tiny cup is a match for you?"

His shift in demeanor was too fast. One moment, he seemed like a mischievous child delighted with his prank. The next, he was a wolf with unrelenting hunger.

He kissed and nibbled along my collarbone, his hands venturing under my shirt to caress my waist.

Whether it was my imagination or something else, the sensation was overwhelming. It was ticklish and tingling, leaving me half-numb and wholly disoriented.

"Nicholas…"

I couldn't care less about the nonsense he was spouting anymore. Grabbing onto his arm, I started pulling his hands away.

I managed to pry one hand off, but somehow, there was always another. How was there always another?

I suspected Nicholas hadn't even heard a word I said.

It felt like we were in different time zones. I was still stuck on his last question, while he had already moved ahead, so fast I couldn't keep up.

I tried to speak, but my breath was stolen away. At that moment, even thinking felt like a luxury.

Staring up at the hospital ceiling in a daze, I cursed silently, "This is definitely a damn unique experience…"

Nicholas finally noticed just as I was struggling to breathe. His lips trailed from my cheek to my forehead, my eyelids, my nose, then down to my ear and neck.

Sensing where this was headed, I quickly cupped his face. My gaze pleaded with him silently, begging him to see my rejection.

Nicholas stared at me, his breathing heavy. The next second, he kissed me deeply again. "Ariana, we'll have another baby. A healthy one this time."