This chapter's rated M :) Only read if you, like me and many others, are a Niley perv :) Well, you can read the first bit, and the last bit. You can decide yourself when you want to start and stop reading. Btw, don't say you didn't expect a sex scene. It's rated M. It said in the description that it was rated M for later chapters. And I believe this is a later chapter :) But I must say, this one is rather graphic ... Oh well. I'm a Niley perv :D
I'm Yours.
Chapter 10.
Nick closed the door of his bedroom after Miley and walked over to his windows. He opened his curtains, allowing the moonlight to flood through the windows, lighting up the room. He had cleared up the pictures after Mitchie had left his room, and his room was now neat and tidy.
"What is it?" Miley asked. She walked further into the room, standing in the centre. The moonlight streaming through the windows lit up all her features, making her look even more beautiful.
Nick gulped. "I, uh, just wanted to explain to you about the letter," he said. He watched her as she strolled around his bedroom, looking around.
"I'm listening," she said absentmindedly. She turned and looked at him, her arms folded.
"Madison sent me that letter. I had no intention of replying. I was going to leave it. I read it. I was going to get rid of it. I swear. I wish I had ripped it up as soon as I got it. But I can't go back, Miley. I can't stop Madison sending me letters. I can't stop any of it. But if I could, I would. I would do anything if it brought a smile back to your face," he said softly.
Miley watched him intensely for a few seconds. She unfolded her arms and walked over to the window, looking down at the street below.
"Have you spoken to her since high school?" she asked. Her voice wasn't angry. It wasn't upset. In fact, it showed no emotion at all.
"No. The letter she sent me was the first time I've heard from her since graduation," he said truthfully. Nick stepped closer to her and grabbed her hands. "Miles, you know how I feel about you. I would never want to hurt you. If I did, I'm truly sorry. I just want you to forgive me," he said.
Miley looked up into his eyes for a few moments. She could not find even the slightest hint of lying in his eyes. Just by looking at him, she could tell that he meant every single word he had just said.
"You really mean that, don't you?" she whispered.
Nick nodded. "Every word," he replied. His eyes found their way to her lips. Even with her make-up smudged and all over her face, she looked beautiful.
Nick pulled her closer, still not moving his eyes away from her.
Miley was watching him closely. Her breathing quickened slightly. "What are you doing?" she whispered.
"Same as we've done the last few times we've been alone together," he replied. He placed his lips softly on hers and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Miley's arms wound around his neck and kissed back almost immediately. Her eyes closed. It felt perfect. Being so close to him made her feel different. Like everything was perfect.
Nick pressed her against the wall beside the window, deepening the kiss. His arms unwound themselves from her waist, and he placed his hands firmly on her hips, keeping her from moving out of his grasp.
Miley deepened it even more. She slowly pulled herself up and wrapped her arms around his waist. She licked his bottom lip, begging for entrance. She needed this. She needed him.
A/N: Anybody who doesn't like all that M-rated stuff should stop reading right about now :) Gets pretty graphic from here on. I'll let you know when it's safe to read again :)
All the emotions from their past were now coming out.
Nick moved his hands from her hips to under her thighs. He gripped them tightly, holding her up. He opened his mouth, allowing her entrance. He groaned as she pressed herself against him in an attempt to drive him insane.
Nick felt her tug on his v-neck t-shirt desperately. Pressing her harder against the wall, he pulled it off. He threw it behind his shoulder and went back to kissing her. He detached his lips from hers and moved them down to her neck.
Miley groaned. She was tortured. She couldn't take all his games. She shoved her body forward, knocking Nick backwards. He stumbled into the opposite wall, beside the door to the hallway. She groaned as he pressed her tighter against the wall, sucking and nipping at her neck, still clutching onto her thighs. She threw her head back in pleasure, moaning. She felt frantically behind her and turned the lock. She heard it click, then wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, pressing herself tighter against him.
Nick groaned at the feeling of having her so close to him. He removed his lips from her neck hurriedly, and pulled her shirt off. He threw the shirt behind him like he had done with his own. His eyes scanned her body. She was wearing a black lacy bra. Nick smirked and leaned in close to her ear.
"Very sexy," he whispered huskily. He reached his hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. He removed it and threw it away hurriedly.
Miley's breathing became heavier. He was turning her on more and more. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly as he buried his face in her breasts, kissing them softly. He took one breast in his hand, fondling her nipple softly with his thumb. He placed his lips over the other nipple, swirling his tongue around.
"Oh my God," Miley whispered. She ran her hands through his hair, tugging and pulling at it. She felt so tortured. Her hands found their way down to his basketball shorts. She roughly shoved them down. Nick kicked them off quickly, leaving him just in his boxers.
Nick removed his hands from her breasts and slowly pulled down her shorts. He detached his lips and stared straight into her eyes. He eventually got the shorts off, leaving her in a black thong to match her discarded bra.
Nick looked down at her and smirked again. "Even sexier," he said softly.
Miley blushed and shoved her body forward again. This time, Nick fell back onto the bed. Lying on his back, he stared up at her as she straddled him. She ran her hands up and down his chest, her nails scraping against his hard abs. Nick groaned, gripping onto her hips.
She slid her thumbs inside the waistband of his boxers. She slowly started pulling them down, staring deep into Nick's eyes. Not tearing her gaze away from him, she pulled his boxers off and threw them away. Now the only thing between them was her black lacy thong.
Nick flipped them over. He placed his lips over hers and started kissing her again. He started to trace circles on her inner thigh, moving higher and higher. Miley moaned into his mouth and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist again, pressing her whole body against his.
Nick groaned at the feeling of her breasts pressed against his abs. He couldn't take it anymore. He quickly pulled off her thong and hovered over her. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," Miley replied.
Nick slowly slid into her. Miley moaned in pleasure. She wrapped her legs tighter around him to push him in deeper. Nick grunted in pleasure. He started to quicken up the pace. He pushed into her deeper. Miley moaned, scratching his back with her nails.
It was perfection. Him. Her. Together in a way that they had never been before.
A/N: Safe now :)
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The next morning, Nick woke up and glanced over at the other side of his bed. Miley was fast asleep, her arm lying across his chest. She looked so gorgeous when she was sleeping ...
Nick gently picked up her arm and moved it. He looked around and found his boxers. He slipped them on, as well as his v-neck, and walked towards the bedroom door. He glanced at the naked Miley in his bed, sleeping soundly. He smiled to himself and walked from the bedroom.
He walked down the hallway, and into the living room. He flopped down onto the couch, turning on the TV. He was starting to watch something when he heard two voices scream "BOO!" He jumped off the couch and onto the ground, yelling in fright.
He looked up and saw Joe and Mitchie sitting on the breakfast bar, their legs swinging off the end. Mitchie was smiling happily, while Joe smirked at his younger brother.
"Good night?" he asked.
Nick shrugged. "I guess. You?" he asked.
Mitchie giggled. "Sounded to us like you had an amazing night," she said casually. She giggled again and nudged Joe. Joe chuckled and watched Nick, waiting for his reaction. Nick stared at them blankly.
Joe smirked and raised his voice to a higher, girly pitch. "Ooh Nicky! Mm right there, baby! Oh Nick!" He stopped, bursting out into fits of laughter. Mitchie joined him, lowering her voice to a deeper tone. "Hm Miley. Oh yeah, baby, that's it." The two of them started laughing harder.
Nick groaned and covered his face with his hands. "How the hell did you hear that? Were you eavesdropping again?" he asked.
"Well, young Joseph and I were simply sitting here together, and we heard noises coming from your room, Nicholas. So we went over. Joseph here tried to open the door but it seems that you and your fuck-buddy locked the door. Clever move, if I say so myself. So Joseph pressed his ear to the door and heard some interesting things," Mitchie said, the smile from her laughing still on her face.
Nick blushed. "Not a word. To anybody," he warned.
"What do you take us for, Nicholas?" Joe asked innocently.
"Yes, Nicholas, Joseph's right. Do you expect us to go around our offices, randomly telling strangers that our best friends had sex tonight?" Mitchie asked, equally as innocent as Joe.
Nick glared at the pair of them. "You know what I think you'd do," he said quietly, not taking his eyes off them.
Joe burst out laughing. "Oh, come on, Nick. Do you know embarrassing it'd be to tell all my friends that my little brother had sex with the girl who's like my baby sister? Awkward much?" he asked, amused.
Nick rolled his eyes. "Whatever you do, do not tell Mom. She'd just pester me with calls." He sat down and ran his hands through his hair. "She'd ask me questions that I myself don't even know the answer to," he said softly.
"Like what?" Mitchie asked. She pulled herself down from the surface of the breakfast bar and sat down on the couch beside Nick.
"Like what Miley and I are right now. There's no way that something like that can happen without it leading to something else. There's no way that what happened meant nothing to her, because I know it meant something. Mom would ask me if I'm going to marry Miley, when I haven't even decided when to ask her to be my girlfriend. I don't want her to know anything about tonight. At least not yet," he said softly.
Joe glanced over at Mitchie and nodded. Mitchie nodded back and turned to Nick. "We won't tell a soul. We promise. Right, Joe?" she asked, looking over at Joe. Joe nodded again and jumped down.
"And we promise not to get involved unless you break her heart, or unless you two are fighting. If that happens, we'll lock you two together in a closet until you sort things out. And I mean that," he said. He smiled softly at Mitchie and Nick, then walked out of the room.
Mitchie smiled encouragingly at Nick. "I'm going for a shower. You should probably be back in your room. You know, be there for her when she wakes up." She smiled at Nick again and walked down the hall and into the bathroom.
Nick, too, stood up, and he walked down the hallway to his bedroom. He opened the door and walked inside. The bed was empty. Standing by the window with his sheets wrapped around her was Miley, staring out at the city below. She turned at the sound of the door opening. She smiled softly and walked over to him.
"Hey," she whispered. She let the sheet drop, revealing her naked body. She was beautiful. She had curves in all the right places. She wasn't too thin, but she wasn't fat either. Her gorgeous brown curls cascaded over her shoulders. She was perfect.
Nick gulped, taking in every feature of her body. Every curve. Every inch of her soft skin.
Miley smiled and stepped forward, taking his hands. She placed them on her hips and stepped closer to him. "Nick, last night was ..." She trailed off, smiling up at him. Her eyes were twinkling in a way that he had never seen before.
Nick grinned and kissed her forehead lovingly. "Amazing, right?" he asked.
Miley nodded. She placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips. Her lips lingered on his for longer than they normally would if it was any other guy. But it wasn't any other guy. It was Nick.
Nick wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He buried his face into her hair, breathing in her sweet scent. "You know, we're going to have to talk about it," he whispered into her ear.
Miley pulled away and nodded. She sighed and pulled the sheet up over herself again. "Can we talk about it later? I think I'm going to go and get dressed first," she asked.
Nick nodded, sitting down on his bed. Miley smiled and walked out the door, the sheet wrapped tightly around her body. Nick watched her close the door and fell back with a smile on his face.
He glanced around the room and grinned. Her bra was hanging over his bedside lamp. Her thong was hanging over the bedpost. Her clothes were scattered around the bedroom floor.
Memories of the night before flooded his head. He remembered his hands touching her soft skin. His lips on hers. Him inside of her. He groaned at the memory. He would have given anything to have been in that position again. To be lying beside her. To hear her screaming his name as he made love to her.
Nick sighed and stood up. He gathered up their clothes and sat them down on the bed. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. He wasn't going to bother taking a shower. He had no work, and he wasn't going to leave the apartment. He'd have one when everybody had left.
He walked out into the living room. Joe was sitting there, and was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He smiled at his brother and sat back comfortably.
Nick sat down beside him and turned off the television.
"So, how was it?" Joe asked.
"It being ... ?" Nick asked, staring blankly at Joe.
"Miley sex. Duh!" Joe said, as though it had been obvious.
Nick rolled his eyes. "I was under the impression that we weren't going to talk about this?" he said.
Joe chuckled. "Oh, Nicholas. We said that we weren't going to talk about it to other people. We never said we weren't going to talk about it with you," he said. He smiled and looked at Nick again. "So?" he asked, waiting for a reply.
Nick paused for a moment, thinking. "It was ... amazing. It felt like nothing else mattered. Like she and I were the only two people on this planet. Like every worry, every problem, had just disappeared. She made me feel like I was on a whole different planet. The way she said my name made me feel as if somebody loved me. As if somebody actually thought I was worth something." Nick paused, smiling to himself as he thought about the previous night. "Joe ... I love her. I really love her. I've loved her since high school." He grinned.
Joe smiled and patted Nick's back encouragingly. "I'm proud of you, Nick. You've finally found the right girl," he said.
Nick smiled back. "Thanks, bro." He paused for a moment. "Hey, Joe? You wouldn't mind clearing out for a couple of hours, would you? It's just that Mitch is at work, and Miley and I both have the day off. And we need to clear some things up, and we'd appreciate it if we had a bit of privacy."
"The things I do for you two," Joe sighed. He stood up and ruffled Nick's curls. "See you later, Fro Bro," he said. He grinned at his brother and grabbed his keys and wallet. He glanced over at the hallway, then opened the door. He looked at Nick. "Watch you don't have sex again. I don't need a sex-maniac for a brother," he said. He grinned and winked at Nick before walking out the door.
Nick smiled to himself. He heard footsteps and turned.
Miley had just walked into the living room. She was wearing a pair of skinny jeans with a plaid button-down shirt. She had on a pair of black flats, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun. She was wearing no make-up. She looked beautiful.
He moved over on the couch, giving her more room. She sat down and looked at her fingernails. "Nick, what are we exactly?" she asked quietly.
Nick stayed silent for a moment, just thinking. Suddenly, he broke the silence. "Whatever you want us to be." His voice was barely above a whisper. She had barely heard him.
"What if I don't know what I want us to be?" she asked.
Nick looked over at her, meeting her soft blue eyes. His chocolate eyes softened as they bore into hers. He leaned in closer to her. "Then I guess we're going to have to figure it out. Together." His voice was still a whisper. It sent chills down her spine.
She leaned closer as well, and their lips met. Before they knew it, their clothes were scattered across the room, and the previous night was repeating itself on their living room floor.
A/N: Yupp. There you have it. That's the 3 chapters :) Chapter 11 will be out next weekend. Halloween. Right before I go out to my friend's party. What are you all doing for Halloween? Anybody dressing up? We all are :D 16 year olds at a costume party. Begging for trouble :D Hope all my Niley pervs liked this one :D I decided to let the story live up to its M rating :) I hope you all liked it. Reviews are appreciated. Follow me on Twitter? I post preview up there. My new goal on there is 220 followers. The link is on my profile. My username is GirlInLovexx. Also, subscribe to me on Youtube? My goal on there is 900. I need 19 more subscribers until my goal is reached. My username there is the same as here – ShoppingAndDiamonds. Yeah ... So review, favourite, alert, all that stuff. Follow and subscribe me :) Love you all xx