“Yeah, baby, you like that wet pussy too?”
“Mmhmm.” I teased myself in slow circles and rolled my hips for him.
“Taste it. See if you like the taste of your sweet honey,” he prompted.
I dragged the finger back up my stomach, between my breasts, and sucked the finger in my mouth as though I was taking his cock. I groaned at the taste and closed my eyes as I sucked in my cheeks around my own finger. Before I reopened my eyes, Nick had a hold of me. He was tired of the show and tell. He wanted a taste for himself. He knelt on the floor before me and hitched my thigh up over his shoulder. I grabbed onto the desk by the door for an anchor as he parted my lips with his tongue and sucked my clit into his mouth.
“Fuck!” I gasped as he pulsed the tender bud between his lips. “Nick!”
He broke away and I swore again. “Baby, you have to be quiet. Put your hand over your mouth.” He grinned up at me and went back between my thighs, teasing and torturing me with expert skill.
Nick thrust a finger deep inside me and I nearly lost it. He watched my face as he slid his magic fingers into me and found ‘the spot’. “Yeah, honey, come for me. I want you everywhere.”
My knee buckled and I fell across him. He knew what his fingers could do to me. He sucked my clit into his mouth and when his fingers pressed against the sweet spot inside, I moaned—loudly— against him. “God, Nick…oh God.”
His tongue lapped at me, licking up every drop. Not a second later, my hips were pulsing and I bit my thumb to keep myself from screaming loud enough to wake the entire neighborhood.
On one leg, straddling his face, it was hard to stand as my body recovered from multiple orgasms. Fireworks exploded behind my eyes with each pulse and surge and when I crashed, Nick gently released my thigh from its resting place on his shoulder and smiled up at me as he rose from the floor.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely, showing him I was very appreciative. As our lips tangled, he stepped us to the side and guided me to the bed. I tugged at his t-shirt and he pulled it off over his head and threw it to the floor. While he stripped off his pants and boxer briefs, I unclasped my bra. The feeling of all of his bare skin against all of mine was a slice of heaven.
He took control and rolled on top of me. He pushed his cock inside me and moved slowly, his dark eyes locked with mine. We didn’t say anything as he rocked in and out of me, both of our bodies moving in time with each other, as though we could both hear the same silent song and were following the same rhythm. We peaked together, both gasping and moaned relief at the same moment. When Nick finally stilled he dropped his body weight to his forearms, his lips less than an inch from mine as we both caught our breath. He was still inside me and I wanted to stay that way forever. Locked together. I didn’t want it to be over. To lose that feeling of togetherness.
“Can you stay?” I asked, dragging my fingertips through his hair that was slick with sweat.
He nodded. “As long as you want.”
“Thank you.”
“For what?” he asked, smiling.
“For being patient with me. I’m sorry for being difficult.”
He laughed softly and shook his head. “You’re not. Trust me.”
He kissed me before I could object.
A while later, nestled together under the sheet, I listened as Nick’s breathing slowed and lulled into a steady, rhythmic pattern. I snuggled in against his chest and listened to the peaceful sound. I couldn’t sleep. Inside my head a storm of thoughts and emotions were raging and I knew there wasn’t a way to calm it. Nick’s declaration on my front porch was looping through over and over: I’m falling in love with you. I couldn’t let it go. The words had been like a stone sinking into a pond. The ripples from impact had kicked up all sorts of feelings.
28
Nick
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The alarm on Carly’s phone went off way too early the following day—before the sun had even begun to rise. Carly stirred beside me and fumbled for the phone on the bedside table until the sound stopped. “Sorry,” she grumbled.
I reached for her under the sheet and found her hip. “Come here. Five more minutes.”
She chuckled softly but gave into my request and snuggled up against me, her bare skin hot on mine. God, she felt good. I knew I couldn’t keep her here all day. She had to go meet her father and his wife at the airport. But, if it was up to me, we’d have stayed in bed all day.