Miley twisted her brown locks around the curling iron as she made faces into the mirror. Liam would be back tomorrow morning and she had no time to waste. Her and her devious scheming already had put a plan into action. Of course Nicholas would be caught off guard.
Very off guard.
Yawning into his mug of coffee, Nick walked into the kitchen expecting to see his new friend Zac. Zac was the Liam's personal chef and had been Nick's first friend upon moving into the mansion. "Zac?" He called curiously before setting down the white cup.
Nick heard no response as he spun around the decorative room. Then again, where the hell were the other employees? Usually the home was buzzing in gossip of the four housemates of the Hemsworth's. There was the chef Zac, the butler David, the maid Nicole and the barn-keeper Taylor. Nick couldn't seem to spot any of them as he sat down on the stool.
It was an eerie feeling knowing he was alone in such a big home.
"Oh Nicholas?" the brunette called curiously as she stumbled into the kitchen, smiling wickedly. "Oh gosh, I guess I forgot to tell you I gave everyone the day off." A grin grew at the corners of her lips as she reached for his bicep. "Perhaps you'd like to spend the day with me?" She questioned curiously.
Scratching his neck nervously, Nick just stared back at the engaged woman. "It depends what we'd be doing." He replied, sipping his mug.
Miley couldn't help the giggle that was itching her throat from escaping. "I'll give you a hint." She told him. Running her hands down her satin robe, she untied the middle and watched as the robe dropped to her feet. Underneath she sported nothing but a tiny pink corset. "I want you to paint me." She announced.
"Paint?" Nick whispered, his eyes engorged. "I don't paint Miley." He continued to feast on her body with eyes, wetting his lips as his eyes crossed every curve. She was perfectly tanned and something he desired.
The ostentatious girl couldn't help but laugh as she pulled him into her bedroom. "You'll paint me; Lying on the bed." She explained as if it was the easiest thing imaginable. "There's the easel and everything is set up." She added before sitting on the edge of the bed. "The question is should I go nude or not?" She asked sneakily, her lips perking into another wide grin.
"Whatever suits you?" Nick mumbled as he picked up the brush, staring over the expensive wood finish and set of colors. "Miley I can't paint." He continued to whine although his eyes never left her.
Miley laid on the cheetah print bed sheets. "Then I'll go nude." She said with an intense smile. Untying the expensive piece of lingerie, Miley locked her eyes with the hungry man. "Thank you Nick." She whispered softly. She batted her eye lashes as the clothing piece dropped to the ground, leaving her completely nude for Nick's wandering eyes.
"You tease!" Nick spat hoarsely as he walked over to the bed, grabbing her by her hip. "What do you think this is?" He asked. "A strip fest?"
"Well what is it to you?" Miley whispered back, running her hands up and down his clothed chest. She couldn't describe the animalistic urge that was running through her veins like the mad woman she was. His chest was so hard and she could feel his bulge clearly through his slacks.
Nick slammed her down on the bed. His lips met hers roughly for the first time.
He couldn't help the feeling.
She was so scandalous.
So this is a story on my youtube account jobrowhoa and for some odd reason it was marked bad for the community so I'm posting it here. This should be the only chapter posted here.