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Chapter Eight: Passed your place, saw your car and thought of you.
Nick drove around for four hours. It reached 3 am and he finally decided he'd cooled off enough to go home and finally get some sleep. He drove along his street, looking at all of the houses looking empty and dark. But when he turned to pull into his driveway he noticed something on his doorstep, someone on his doorstep. He instinctively put his hand to where his holster would normally be as he stepped out of his car. Almost immediately noticing that it was a girl, Sicily. He could tell from her long blonde hair radiating in the light of the moon.
"Sicily what the hell are you doing out here?" He asked as he quickly walked over to Sicily who was standing in her bare feet on his doorstep, holding her shoes. Her hair was now slightly flat and her mascara had smudged a little. Nick stood in front of his doorstep, a fair distance from her, as he didn't know whether she was here to shout at him for his impolite behavior or if there was something else. He watched as Sicily dropped her shoes gently on the doorstep, walking over to Nick as he stood on the concrete, she was a good few inches shorter than him, and he noticed that her frame was miniscule in comparison with his. He looked at her face, she had been crying.
"I didn't get in the car." Sicily stated, that was the only thing she said, as she looked up to him, her eyes twinkling as she studied his face. There was only one thing he could think of doing. He touched her cheek gently with his hand, her skin was softer than he had ever imagined. She leant her cheek into his hand, shutting her eyes ever so slightly for just a second. She then looked up at him again with those beautiful cat like eyes he had admired for almost five months. Nick put his other hand tight on petite waist as he pulled Sicily towards him, holding her tight to his chest. Sicily was caught off guard by the act of passion, taking a moment to adjust to the shock before she put a firm hand on his neck, drawing him closer to her as their lips touched; tongues meeting as they stood in the warm Las Vegas evening. All of a sudden Nick stopped, pulling away from Sicily's lips, their eyes locking on each others almost immediately.
"You're unbelievable." Nick stated, almost sounding in disbelief as he spoke.
"Then hold me close." Was all Sicily replied with, her lips separated in a natural pout and her eyes seducing him all over again; without even knowing it. And without any thought Nick pulled her in tight towards him, locking her within a passionate kiss. Nick very swiftly walked away from Sicily taking a key from the back of his dark jeans pocket and unlocking the front door to his home. He dropped the keys inside, leaving the door wide open. He looked over to Sicily who was standing, innocent and beckoning on the grass, all petite frame and bare feet. Nick walked quickly over to her taking her in another lust filled kiss as he picked her up; Sicily wrapping her long, slender toned legs around his strong waist. Nick carried her inside, kicking the door shut behind them. He carried her over to the kitchen island bench, setting her on it. She sat there, looking seductive and beautiful as he looked at her. He put a strong hand on her tiny waist once again and pulled tight to him, she ran her hands over his shirt covered chest; working her way to the waist band of his jeans, tugging the shirt loose and rolling it off over his chest and biceps. She admired his chest with her eyes and hands before moving into kissing and lightly nibbling at his neck. She tried to memorize how his skin felt, its heat. As if all of their lust for each other was lying beneath his skin. Nick unzipped the back of Sicily's black lace dress and folded it down over the upper half of her body, it settling on her feminine, curvy yet slender hips as she sat on the bench. Nick couldn't help but feel himself throbbing as she sat there on the bench, her olive skin contrasting with the light, emerald green lace of which sat as a half cup strapless bra. Her long white blonde curls hitting her soft skin at her waist; messy and thick. She looked up at him, hopping off the bench and stepping away from him backwards, her eyes willing him to watch her as she slid the rest of her dress off; leaving her standing in nothing but the green lace bra, and the now small green lace butterfly fronted panties. She tilted her head to the side a little with a charming smirk. Nick walked over to her, lifting her up in the same manor as before and carrying her upstairs to his bedroom.
They stood in Nicks bedroom, not a word was said as Sicily unfastened the button of Nick's jeans, he held her close to him as he began kissing her neck and chest; unclasping her bra and throwing it to the floor. They moved over to the bed, and they both lay down, Nick covering her body with his as he ran a hand threw her soft hair, and another over her stomach and legs. He teased her, running his hand just underneath the waist line of her underwear, kissing her chest and running his tongue over her nipples as she moaned his name slightly, biting her lip seductively as she ran her hands over his strong shoulders and the smooth, hot skin of his back. He pulled her underwear from her, throwing it across the room as he had done with her bra just minutes ago. She then reached for his boxers, he helped her remove them as he moved his hand over her breasts, and the other over her sensitive spot, as he began to massage her g-spot with his fingers. Listening to her as her breathing turned into moans. Sicily was almost ready to scream for him to take her, before he kissed her strong, and passionate as he slid inside her. She ran her hands all over his body and they moved in time with each other's bodies as each tasted the mixture of salty, sweet sweat as they kissed each other's chests and necks. Each letting out moans of pleasure, Sicily having to bite her lip more just to stop herself from screaming his name. Nick winced at the mixture of pain and pleasure as he felt Sicily roll her nails down his back, kissing his neck as she pulled herself into him. She felt herself reaching her peak of pleasure, and Nick had to put all of his power into making sure he satisfied her, and as he heard her let out his name in an exasperated moan; knowing she was done he allowed himself to finish inside of her. Having to support himself on his elbows to stop from collapsing on top of her petite frame. He moved from on top of her to beside her, both rolling onto their sides to face each other as they lay there, basking in each others pleasure. They moved in to kiss each other, as Nick laid a gentle hand on the hot skin of Sicily's cheek; moving her long blonde hair back from her face as he did so. And it wasn't long until they fell asleep in each others arm's, just as the bright Las Vegas sun was rising.
