Chapter 23 Cockblocked

Allie

"Grace Elizabeth, come back here. Don't you go upstairs to bother Mommy. She might be taking a nap." The sound of my mom's voice shocked us both out of our frozen stupor.

"Oh my God, no, no, noooo". I whimpered, as I bolted up off the bed, then stood looking around frantically for my clothes.

Nico, who had been kneeling over me mere seconds ago, was now face-planted on the bed, with his face pressed hard into the pillow to muffle his curses. The sight of his perfectly tight ass distracted me from the search for my clothes. God, I'd bet I could bounce a quarter off those buns, and I wanted to nibble on them as he'd been doing to mine a few minutes ago.

Nico raised his head and turned to look at me in disbelief.

"I can't believe your daughter just cockblocked me!" he whisper-shouted, and I let out a slightly hysterical giggle at the outraged look on his face.

"It's not funny, Allie. I'm pretty damned sure my cock isn't going to forgive me for this anytime soon, and my balls are going to be permanently blue," he groused, slowing rolling over to sit up at the side of the bed.

"I'm not in much better shape, you know. Everybody talks about blue balls, but nobody mentions blue bean. It's a thing, Nico. Trust me, it's a real thing."

"Blue bean? What the hell is - Oh," he stopped, his gaze focused on the front of my panties as he realized what I was talking about.

"Yeah, my clit, honey. Trust me, she's every bit as unhappy as your poor balls are at the moment."

I spotted my shirt and bra by the door where I dropped them when we came in and moved to pick them up. Nico grabbed me and pulled me to stand between his spread legs as he sat on the edge of the bed. He wrapped his arms around my thighs to hold me in place, as he studied the tits that were pushed in his face.

"I really like this view," he said, then leaned forward to suck my nipple between his lips.

It was a really good thing he was holding me so tightly, because my knees buckled, and I sagged against him for a second before locking them in place. He switched to the other nipple and slid his hands up the backs of my thighs to rub and squeeze my ass. I heard Gracie giggling at something downstairs, and Nico froze, then pulled back from my chest and looked up at me.

"How does she do that? How does she know the exact wrong moment to interrupt?"

I knew he was joking by the wry grin on his face, but I still felt bad. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed away from him to take a few steps back. I turned to grab my clothes, as he reached down to scoop his jeans and boxers off the floor by the bed.

I dressed hurriedly, darting into the bathroom to splash cold water on my face and run a brush through my hair since it was obvious I'd been rolling around on a bed. Nico appeared in the bathroom doorway, fully dressed. His hair looked almost as wild as mine, and I handed him my hairbrush with a wink. I left him to get himself together, hearing him turn the sink faucet on as I straightened the bed and draped the cashmere throw back across the foot of it.

Once he was finished, he joined me as I was waiting by the bedroom door. He pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on the top of mine, as he gently swayed from side to side.

"We will finish our Show and Tell, Sunshine," he promised gruffly.

I was confused. "Show and tell?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, that's what I was calling my little demonstration in my head. You show me your body and I tell you how much I fucking love it."

I smiled and squeezed my arms tighter around his waist. "Oh, I liked that game. We can definitely play that game again. Next time, maybe you can do the showing, though?"

He bumped his pelvis against mine and said "That sounds like a goddamned fantastic idea, sweetheart. I'll show you anything, anytime."

The sounds of Gracie laughing and squealing could be heard drifting up the stairs again, and I sighed. "I'm sorry we were interrupted, Nico, but I hope you understand that this probably wasn't an isolated incident. If we're going to do this, we won't always find time to be alone."

Nico let his arms drop and stepped back, only to clamp his hands on my shoulders and peer down to look at me. "First of all, there is no if we're going to do this. We are doing this. Second of all, I know. I've spent the better part of three years with the two of you. I know you're a package deal, and I want both of you. We'll work it out. We'll find ways to have private time, whether it's when she takes a nap, or we wait until after her bedtime. Whatever. We'll make it work, Sunshine, as long as my balls don't fall off in the meantime, that is," he finished with a smirk.

"I'm sorry about Dingle and the Dangle twins," I said, trying not to snicker.

Nico's eyebrows shot up to his hairline, and his face twisted in surprised horror. "Dingle and the Dangle twins?" he asked in astonishment. "Where do you come up with this shit? Is that really any way to refer to the majestic wonder that is my family jewels?" He sounded so indignant that I had to laugh.

I grabbed for doorknob, unlocked it, and pulled the door open, scooting through it with a squeal as he swatted my ass.

I ran down the stairs and into the living room, with him hot on my heels, only to come to a stop as Gracie and my mom gaped up at me from their seats on the sofa. Nico bumped into me slightly as he came to a sudden halt behind me.

"We aren't s'posed to run in the house, Mommy, 'specially on the stairs. Grandma, do Mommy and Uncle Nico have to sit in time-out now?" she asked, turning to my mom with a frown.

Mom chuckled and said "Not this time, sweet pea. I'm sure they won't do it again." She arched a brow at us, andI snickered as Nico responded "No, ma'am" like a good little boy.

Nico settled in next to Gracie to watch a Disney movie with her. They were debating which one - Gracie wanted "Frozen" for the three-thousandth time, and Nico was begging for any other movie but that one - as Mom nudged me toward the kitchen. Once there, she rounded on my and started her interrogation. The FBI had nothing on my mother when she wanted answers.

"So, what happened? You two have obviously made up, and we'll get to that in a minute, but first tell me what he had to say?"

"Hold your horses, Nosy Nellie. First, why are you home so early? I heard Gracie say something about Dad being sick?"

"He started getting one of his migraines as we were eating, and didn't have his medicine with him, so we had to hurry home. You know how bad those get if he doesn't take the meds soon enough. I tried to call to warn you, in case you were...indisposed," she finished delicately.

I laughed. "Yeah Mom, we were indisposed, that's why I didn't hear my phone ring."

"So, you and Nico are together now, I mean, officially together now?"

"Yes, Colleen, we are most definitely officially together now." I hadn't heard Nico come into the kitchen and startled at the sound of his voice and the feel of his arm wrapping around my waist from behind. He dropped a light kiss on my temple and gave my side a quick squeeze, before stepping away from me and moving to the pantry.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but the princess wants popcorn to go with her movie."

My mom smiled fondly at him and walked over to pull him into a hug. "I'm so happy for you both, Nico. I know you'll take good care of my girls."

He smiled at me over the top of her head and hugged her back. "I will, I promise you."

Mom patted him on the back and let him go, then bustled into the pantry to grab the popcorn. "You two get drinks, and I'll take care of the snacks."

After bringing in the popcorn - a big bowl for Nico and me to share, and a smaller bowl for Gracie - Mom excused herself, saying she was going to go check on Dad, and then settle down with the book she was trying to finish reading. She winked at me as she left the room.

Nico leaned over to whisper "I take it we have her approval to snuggle on the sofa?"

"Apparently so. She's not terribly subtle, is she?" I laughed.

Nico was sitting at the end of the sofa holding the big bowl of popcorn, and he lifted his arm to drape it around my shoulder as I scooted in close, angling my body so my back was leaning against his side, and the back of my head rested on his shoulder. Gracie sat next to me with her legs folded up under her, her bowl of popcorn balanced in her lap, chattering away about her afternoon's activities as the movie started. By the time it ended, she was sprawled out on her back asleep, with her head laying in my lap and her arm and foot dangling over the edge of the sofa.

Nico chuckled quietly. "There is really nothing graceful about Gracie when she sleeps, is there?"

I smiled and shook my head. "No, she always looks like a drunken sailor passed out after his first night of shore leave."

He snorted, then shifted to slide out from behind me without disturbing her. He stepped around me, then bent to pick her up in his arms. She didn't even flicker an eyelid. She was a heavy sleeper, my Gracie-girl.

"Which room does she sleep in here?"

"She's in the room next to mine, Scott's old bedroom. Mom and Dad redecorated it last year for her when she started having sleepovers here more often."

I led the way upstairs and pulled back the covers on the bed so Nico could lay her down. He got her nightgown out of the bag I pointed to and helped me get her changed. I didn't bother trying to get her to wake up to brush her teeth. Skipping it one night wouldn't make her teeth fall out.

I turned on the nightlight that Mom had in there for her, and then turned off the overhead light and closed the door as we left the room.

As we headed back downstairs, my stomach growled, reminding me that, unlike Gracie and my parents, Nico and I hadn't had dinner. Popcorn didn't count.

"Are you hungry," I asked, turning to Nico. He smirked and cocked a brow, "Starving. I was interrupted earlier just when I was ready to eat."

I blushed. "Oh my God"

"What?" he asked innocently, "I just answered you honestly."

"I meant for food, my dear horndog"

He grinned unrepentantly and shrugged, "Yeah, I could do with some food. Might as well satisfy one appetite tonight at least."

He grabbed for my ass as I walked by him into the kitchen, and I laughed and jumped out of his reach.

After raiding the refrigerator for leftovers, we took our plates back into the living room and settled back onto the sofa to eat. We had the TV turned on, and I'd found a Golden Girls marathon on one of the channels.

"You know, Sophia Petrillo always reminds me of your Nonna."

He chuckled. "Yep, me too. I have a theory that one of the writers knew Nonna somehow, and secretly based the character on her. I mean - Sofia Peretti and Sophia Petrillo - both tiny feisty Italian grandmothers who always speak their minds, even when it's inappropriate. What are the odds?"

I laughed. "You may be on to something there."

After a while, I kept yawning and could hardly keep my eyes open. Nico called the security service to have them send a car to pick him up.

"You can stay here tonight, you know. I don't think my parents would mind."

"Thanks, Sunshine, but the first time I sleep with you in my arms, I want to be able to wake you up properly. That is not something I want your parents to overhear."

He kissed me goodbye as the car pulled into the drive twenty minutes later.

"I love you, Allie. I'll call you in the morning and we'll figure out how to spend the day together without the paparazzi hounding us."

"I'd like that. I love you. Be careful going home." With a last peck on my lips, he left for the night. As I locked up and turned out the lights, I wondered if I my parents would be able to watch Gracie again. I hated to ask again, but I needed to be alone with Nico. Desperately.