Chapter Thirteen

Laurel

I was dead on my feet when I walked into my house. I knew my mom had already gone to bed, implementing her nightly beauty regime before she drank a glass of wine to help her sleep. The woman was determined to look as young as possible before old age marched across her face.

The fact was my mom was beautiful. Hands down, one of the prettiest women I’d ever known and regardless of all my blustering, she didn’t look a day older than forty.

Must be all those good Southern Belle genes that passed me by.

I was barely thirty-five and felt sixty. My back ached, my feet hurt, my boobs sagged, and if my hips got any wider, I’d never make it through the door. That’s not mentioning the heartburn, bloating and gas. Then there was the real freaky shit, like sneezing and pissing myself. Or my favorite, farting and accidentally shitting my pants.

I swear I was one belch away from total paralysis!

Yeah, I was a hot mess, but that was motherhood.

Well, at least that’s what Dr. Google said.

And according to Dr. Google, all my problems stemmed from dick.

Yep, dick was the cure all and the cause of all my problems.

So, I liked dick. What woman didn’t? Dick was fan-fucking-tastic!

Have a headache, go ride a dick.

Bitchy and moody… fuck a dick.

Bored out of your ever-lovin’ mind… suck a dick.

Too bad, I had a dry spell between Nash and Kai, which would probably explain half of my symptoms, but I didn’t care, because right now, I was too fucking tired to even think about dick.

“Hey, babe?”

Ignoring Nikoli, I headed for my kitchen and opened the fridge. Grabbing a cold beer, I popped the cap off and took a long swig.

Damn, that shit tasted good.

“Where’s your mom?”

“Knocked out, thanks to the valium she thinks I know nothing about and a half glass of red wine. Sherman’s troops could march right through her bedroom and she wouldn’t wake up. Why?”

The moment I opened my mouth to ask, I could feel his presence looming behind me. Without a word, he reached over and effortlessly plucked the beer from my hands, placing it on the counter.

He massaged my shoulders while his lips brushed against the side of my neck, causing my head to tilt back and a soft moan to escape my lips.

My God, this man knew how to make me forget about everything.

My knees grew weak as I braced myself against the counter and a shiver ran down my spine. His left hand moved down my shoulder in a slow, soothing motion, relieving the tension that had built up in my muscles. His fingertips delicately traced the curve of my collarbone, while one finger ventured beneath my top, slipping under the strap of my bra and caressing its way along my back. He slowly seduced me, lulling me toward a precipice I had no hope of escaping. He was everywhere, the very air I breathed.

It didn’t matter how tired or sore I was.

The second he touched me, my body came alive.

His mouth showered my neck with kisses, his right hand added an extra layer of pleasure with light, teasing nails. My head swayed in circles, inviting him to explore the sensitive skin it exposed. I felt the warmth of his hand as it moved up the back of my head, his fingers delicately intertwined with my hair, creating a soothing sensation across my scalp, and I wanted to cry.

Holy shit, Nikoli missed his calling.

No one had ever taken the time to massage my scalp.

It felt so damn good.

Wondering what else he had up his sleeve, my anticipation grew, and desire surged through my body, humming like an electric current.

I could feel the gentle, moist heat building between my thighs, creating a sensation of desire.

I bent at the hips, needing more as I felt his swollen groin.

My body instinctively gravitated toward him.

With a gentle touch, he traced the contours of my back, his thumb gliding along the natural path of my spine. His right hand pressed gently at the base of my back, anchoring me in place, while his left hand guided me to bend until my arms gave way and I found myself leaning against the cool marble counter. I felt his body lean toward me, his weight pushing me against the unyielding edge, making it difficult to move. With a tender gesture, he lifted my hair and placed a soft kiss along the nape of my neck, whispering sweet words into my ear.

“Mine,” he growled, sending delightful tingles down my spine.

He effortlessly restrained me by pinning my arms behind my back with his free left hand. When he let go of my hair, his other hand moved down my spine in a comforting stroke. He reached the waist of my skirt, his fingers skillfully slid underneath, gently tugging my panties down, baring my backside. He forcefully spread my legs apart, the elastic of my skirt and underwear digging into my skin, as his fingers trailed up the inside of my thigh, discovering the wetness between my legs.

With his body pressed against mine, he leaned down, his fingers delicately tracing along one side of my sensitive area, sending shivers down my spine. With a single touch, he set off a delightful sensation that spread through my body, his fingers delicately tracing every curve and crevice, eventually reaching my back and pausing at my clit, applying a gentle pressure.

“What do you want?” he teased me as he leaned close to my ear.

I replied only by squeezing my butt cheeks together.

He chuckled. “God, babe, I’m gonna have fun with you tonight.”

Caressing the lower part of my back with his fingers, he then delivered a forceful swat on my rear, firmly squeezing my left cheek between his strong fingers.

I moaned loudly.

I could feel his strength as he pushed me forcefully, causing me to move closer to the counter’s edge. The sensation of the cold marble against my face and breasts sent shivers down my spine, while my feet barely grazed the floor beneath me. He held tightly around my wrists, keeping me in that position, when I heard the distinct sound of his belt being unbuckled, followed by the sound of his zipper being pulled down.

I could feel the head of his cock pressing against me while it slid between my legs, teasingly caressing my wet slit between my slick lips as it gently brushed against my clit. His hand once again took a firm grip of my ass, squeezing tight as the shaft of his cock slid back and forth. The sensation intensified as he skillfully varied the pressure each time his cock neared my entrance, tantalizingly sliding it back toward my throbbing clit and teasing the cleft of my ass.

He was teasing me.

He leaned forward, his hips subtly pressed against mine, heightening the sensation of his touch. Removing his hand from my wrists, which were trapped between us, he delicately pulled me toward him, ensuring that my gaze met his as he leaned in closer.

“I’m gonna fuck this body all night long, babe. Then I’m gonna wake up in the morning and feast on you for breakfast.”

Smirking at him, I challenged, “That a promise?”

“It’s a fucking guarantee,” he whispered in a seductive tone. He positioned himself, allowing just the head of his throbbing dick to graze against my slick entrance. With each gentle push, the intensity grew. My body responded eagerly, as a tingling sensation spread from head to toe, desperate for him as much as he was for me.

After releasing his grip on me, he skillfully initiated a fluid motion of his hips, simultaneously using his hands to sensually spread my buttocks apart, resulting in a synchronized movement of our bodies as we rocked back and forth in perfect unison. With each glide on the slippery marble, my face and breasts swayed in sync, an erotic dance that kept his cock just out of reach, heightening my anticipation. Every time he advanced, a little more of me opened up, and when he thrust deeply into me, my pussy clenched tightly around him, drawing him in further until he filled me entirely, his balls making contact with my sensitive clit.

Almost simultaneously, we exclaimed with surprise, uttering the words, “Holy fuck,” when he leaned his entire body onto mine, causing me to gasp for air, while he breathed heavily and groaned in my ear. His hips made a small motion while he withdrew momentarily before forcefully plunging back inside me.

I felt his hands move from my ass up and over my hips, down the outside of my thigh, finding their way between my legs. He lifted my right leg so that my knee now rested on the counter, giving his fingers perfect access to my clit.

With a delicate touch, he skillfully maneuvered his fingers around and over my highly sensitive nub, enticing it to provide me with even greater pleasure, resulting in my pussy convulsing and tightening around his throbbing member. With deliberate movements, he increased the length of his strokes while skillfully positioning the head of his cock toward the anterior wall of my vagina, precisely targeting my G-spot in an attempt to elicit an explosive response from me.

“I’m gonna make you scream all night, babe,” he grunted, pumping his stiff cock deep into me. “Just let go and give me what I want.”

The erratic nature of his thrusts caused my body to tense up with anticipation.

I finally succumbed to the overwhelming temptation, losing all control over my thoughts as my body instinctively took charge.

His relentless touch on my clit continued, his finger expertly rubbing and massaging. His lips found that erogenous spot on my neck and sucked with intensity, his body pressing me against the counter as he drove himself inside me, caressing every inch of my being, until my mind became consumed with the explosive orgasm I knew he was on the verge of bestowing upon me.

As I lost control, his cock urgently rammed into me, with each thrust of his hips slamming my body into the kitchen counter, amplifying every sensation I felt. As his fingers moved with greater intensity, his desire for me to experience my orgasm became palpable. Each time he thrust, his cock would pull out completely, only to dive back in, filling me up entirely and hitting my cervix with every single impact.

Taking great care, he relieved the pressure from my body and expertly positioned my hips for optimal sensation. Filled with a surge of determination, he let loose his longing and penetrated me with an incredible force, forging an electrifying and intense union. The arrival of my orgasm was swift and in a frenzy of passion, I screamed at the top of my lungs when he forcefully thrust into me from behind, refusing to give up or pause, relentlessly fucking me until the waves of pleasure from my orgasm subsided.

Without missing a beat, Nikoli pulled out, picked me up, and carried me upstairs to my bedroom, where he proceeded to keep his promise.