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Chapter 7

Riley

The ride to Nick's house is full of promise and anticipation. I have no idea what he has in store for me, but after our talk, I'm feeling so much more confident about the connection we have. Now we're going to be taking things further, and I'm both nervous and beyond excited.

When he parks in the driveway, he tells me to stay in my seat and jogs in front of his car to open my door for me. He holds my hand as he leads me up the path, letting go when we reach the front porch so he can stick his key in the lock. Then, he drags me inside, kicking the door closed when he does.

I'm expecting him to push me against the door and start kissing me right there, but he doesn't. Instead, he drags me through his house, past the kitchen and the living room. We don't stop moving until we're inside his bedroom. There, he kisses me quickly before laying me out on his mattress.

"I've been thinking about this since the first day I saw you," Nick says as he crawls on top of me. "You walked through the doors of that studio, and I just knew there was something special about you."

He doesn't let me respond, instead lowering himself to his elbows and capturing my mouth in a searing kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, attempting to pull him even closer. I need more. I need everything he has to offer.

As he's kissing me, one of his hands starts to roam down my body. He grabs at my breast, massaging it through the fabric and making me groan into his mouth. Then, he moves on, sliding his palm over my stomach suggestively. I'm so distracted by his touch and his kiss that I don't realize he's undoing my jeans until I hear my zipper being pulled down.

Nick breaks off the kiss and settles onto his knees, hooking his fingers in my waistband. I understand what he's trying to do quickly and lift my hips to help him get my pants off. Then he reaches for the hem of his shirt and tosses it onto the floor. When he reaches for the button of his jeans, I realize what's going on and sit up to rid myself of my own shirt, eager to be naked with this hunk of a man.

"God, you're beautiful," he says as he shimmies out of his bottoms.

They hit the carpet at the same time that he descends on me. Nick kisses my mouth quickly before moving on to my throat. He doesn't stay there very long before kissing his way down to my chest. I make a guttural sound when he kisses my breast that quickly turns into a silent cry when he attaches his mouth to my pebbled nipple.

In response to my reaction, he swirls his tongue around the nub. It's like electric shocks are sent through my entire being. The place between my legs gets even wetter, and all capacity for speech leaves me. I had no idea that anything could feel like this. He isn't even touching my sex, but he's eliciting sensations in me that feel impossible.

As he continues his onslaught on my nipple, he brings his hand up to tweak the other. The stimulation feels so good that I think I might cry. I have no idea what to do with myself. I'm effectively at Nick's mercy, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Eventually, he decides he's satisfied with the work he's done and moves on. I'm still reeling so much from the attention he gave my nipples that I barely register the kisses he's leaving on my stomach. My consciousness returns when he kisses my hip bone.

"Nick," I gasp, my hand flying down to tangle in his hair.

"What is it, baby?" he asks, continuing to pepper kisses over my hips.

"Feels good," I whimper.

"It'll feel better in a second," he promises before sliding down so his head is between my thighs.

Nick takes his time kissing the sensitive skin there. He even pauses to suck, nip, and bite at the same spot. I'm pretty sure he's trying to leave a mark. A hot thrill runs through me at the prospect. I'd love to have a reminder of our time together after we part.

Finally, finally, he shifts his attention to my pussy. Unlike last time, he only uses the tip of his tongue to tease my folds. When I try to grind myself against his face, he grabs onto my hips and holds me down, preventing me from doing anything to get the friction I desperately desire.

"Please, Nick," I whine after a few more minutes of infuriatingly light stimulation. "I need more."

"You're so cute when you beg," he chuckles before circling his tongue around my clit.

I'm sure that I'm going to get what I want, but he moves back on to teasing me once again. This time, tears spring to my eyes. I've never wanted anything so bad in my life, and I can't believe I'm being denied. Eventually, I just can't take it anymore, and I pull his face forward.

That seems to get my message across, and Nick presses the flat of his tongue against my bundle of nerves. I make a noise that's somewhere between a sigh and a moan. After so much teasing, my body doesn't know how to react.

Now that he's giving me what he wants, he doesn't let up. He sucks at my clit, swirling his tongue around it and alternating his rhythm, keeping me from being able to guess what he's going to do next. All the anticipation coupled with the unpredictability of his attention has me rocketing toward my climax.

My fingers tighten in his hair, and the muscles in my thighs start to contract. It seems like now that we're alone and there isn't any chance of someone walking in on us, Nick is determined on drawing the most intense orgasm he can out of me. As much as I want to cum, I don't want this to end. I need him to get off, too.

"Nick, wait," I gasp, cutting him off as my climax starts to approach like a train.

He pulls away just moments before I hit the point of no return. His chin glistens with my juices, and his lips are bright pink from use. I'm surprised I don't cum on the spot from the way he looks. It's hotter than any porn video I've ever come across.

"What is it?" he asks, sounding worried. I'm taken aback by how concerned he sounds. The way he cares about me is so blatantly obvious that I imagine the rest of my life with him at this moment. "Do you want to stop."

"No, no, I don't want to stop," I assure him, stroking his hair gently. "I just want you to get off, too."

"Oh, I will," he promises, rubbing his thumbs against the outside of my thighs. "If you want, I'll fuck you after I eat you out."

"Please," I say.

He hums, satisfied with my response, before diving back in. Now it's like he's dead set on getting me off as quickly as possible. In addition to his mouth, he adds his fingers to the mix, rubbing gently through my folds before inserting one into my pussy.

I'm so incredibly overwhelmed by everything that I go cross-eyed. My orgasm reapproaches, coming toward me at twice the speed as before. As my body tenses and my climax slams into me, Nick keeps going. He sucks at my clit and works his fingers quickly in and out of me.

My pleasure washes over me in waves. Again and again, electric shocks of ecstasy ricochet through my body. My thighs tighten, but this time I manage to keep myself from clamping them around his head. He works me over, making me feel like an absolute goddess.

Eventually, I'm twitching with overstimulation, and Nick pulls away. I urge him upward, needing to kiss him after that intense moment. When our mouths connect, I can taste myself on his tongue. Despite how filthy it is, I love it. It's nearly as hot as what happened a few seconds ago.

"That was even better than the first time," I say when we part.

"Good," he replies with a chuckle. "I think you'll like this next part even better."

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