Still, the voice in my head keeps telling me this is wrong because I’m here to work, but if it is wrong, I don’t ever want to be right again.
“Fuck,” he groans, nibbling on my collarbone. He has his face pressed into my neck, and his hand rests on my hip, holding me to him. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night. At the dinner table, all I could think about was bending you over and fucking you right there.”
I moan, feeling my thighs grow sticky with wetness.
I let out a gasp and immediately cover my mouth, afraid someone in the next room might hear us. But then, Nickresponds with a low chuckle that rumbles in his chest. “It’s okay, baby. These walls are thick. You can moan as much as you want.”
I nod shyly, extremely turned on by his dirty words. His dick pulses with my heartbeat. It’s growing so hot in the duvet, and I feel smooth, wet skin on my hips. Is that his precum? God, he’s dripping for me. We’re both dripping for each other. This is insane. And I want more. No, Ineedmore.
We continue making out, and he rolls me beneath him. My eyes grow wide as his cock presses right between my legs. My pussy starts sliding up and down his cock. I’m so, so wet.
“I want you so much, Nick,” I whimper, pressing my pussy against his dick. “God, please, I can’t take it anymore. I need you.”
“Is this what you want, baby?” he asks, and I feel my pussy lips sliding over the crown of his cock. “You want me to fuck you, yeah?”
His tip pushes right against my vulva, nestled into my folds. But then, he freezes, and his eyes lock with mine. “Are you a virgin?”
“Y-yes,” I admit, embarrassed. I don’t know how he knows, but I hope that doesn’t change anything. “But…I really want you.”
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay.” He caresses my cheeks and kisses my face to reassure me that he isn’t stopping, and he doesn't care that I’m inexperienced. “We don’t have to have sex now, but I can still make you feel good. Do you trust me?”
I nod fast.
“Alright. I’m just rubbing against your pussy like this, yeah? Letting your pussy get used to my cock.”
“Oh yes, Nick…”
“Just the tip…” He enters slowly and withdraws, then pushes back in slowly again, but never all the way. Even with justthe head, he’s so big. I don’t know how he would fit if we actually had sex, but, God, the idea of it turns me on so much.
“Just like that,” I sigh, wiggling my vagina, matching his rhythm. “You’re so big for my little pussy.”
“God, I would tear you apart, baby. You’re so small and tight, aren’t you?”
I shudder in delight, head resting on his chest.
"Oh, God, this is real,” he says, going faster. “I could just lie here all night like this, with my cock tucked into you.”
I shudder, his dick throbbing against the warmth of my pussy. My hot hole squeezes and relaxes around his head. I have never felt anything like this before. This is what I believe heaven feels like.
“This is magical,” I purr, wiggling my hips, feeling myself getting close. The heat pools in my lower belly, and I rub against him faster.
“I’m coming,” I gasp, stars exploding behind my eyelids.
I feel him pulling away, and then, with a loud groan, he paints my naked belly with ropes of hot cum. I come so hard, screaming into the pillow as my pussy tightens around nothing, wishing it was his cock instead.
He gets up and retrieves a washcloth to clean me up while I lay there, gasping for air, trying to steady my heartbeat again. When I’m clean, he pulls me back in and cuddles me.
We don’t say a single word to each other and pass out until morning.
Chapter 4
Jess
When I wake up, Nick is gone. If it wasn’t for his scent on the pillow, I would think last night was all in my head.
I get up and dress, then go to the kitchen where I find everybody already up. Nick is in the kitchen making breakfast with Sarah while Roy and Corey are debating over some grizzly bear facts they saw on Twitter. I join them at the table and watch Sarah toss her head back and laugh at something Nick just said. He also has a big smile on his face, looking as if the nightmare never happened, likewenever happened.
When they’re done, Nick and Sarah carry plates of bacon and omelettes to the table. I give him an awkward smile, but he doesn’t smile back.