The distant laughter and raucous cheers of the crowd skirted the periphery of my focus. The in-unison countdown began—ten, nine, eight, seven! Then Nico slid two fingers inside me and pumped hard and fast, playing my clit like he played that guitar. Six, five, four! “Damn, you’re so good,” I mumbled. Three, two! His answering growl vibrated against my clit before he curled his fingers slightly as he stroked out, hitting my G-spot and sending me over the edge. One! Fireworks went off in the distance with a loud, modern chorus of Auld Lang Syne as I came on Nico’s mouth,
