Nicole awoke to the sound of a Negan's phone sounding off in the darkness. She felt her heart race as she crossed over from the realm of dreams to reality.
For a moment she had to decipher if she really was awake. Everything that had happened the night before could have easily passed for the sweetest and most erotic of dreams.
When the repetitive sound coming from the night stand came to an abrupt stop Nicole glanced over and saw Negan fiddling with the phone's screen. He then set it down and turned to face her.
A smile formed on his face beneath a sleepy stare and Nicole felt the rush of butterflies that had been a constant feeling as of late. She knew she was falling for him - fast and hard.
Negan's eyes never left hers as he tossed the covers away and held out a hand without saying a word.
Nicole took in his naked body in total in the darkness as he stood without reservation waiting with a head of messy hair. She continued to smile, unable to even feel a bit self-conscious because of his own comfortability in his own skin. Negan always appeared both confident and amused and the feelings radiated out of him into her.
She reached a hand up and Negan eagerly pulled her out of bed, chuckling when she laughed from the force of his action. Immediately their lips connected.
Nicole continued to giggle and looked down. "Well that didn't take much."
"You fuckin' do it for me doll." Negan kissed her again and smiled against her lips again as he spoke. "You're fuckin' hot as shit." His fingers squeezed against the lowest part of her back.
Nicole tried to keep the moment going but he parted from her and towed her by the hand toward the door.
"Where are we going?" She asked him.
Negan reached for the handle and pulled it open with his free hand. He glanced over his shoulder, still grinning. "I can't go into work smelling like I just fucked half the night." He raised his eyebrows and flashed a wink, "And I'm guessing you wouldn't want to go home in that condition either."
He pushed open the partially open bathroom door and turned on the less intense of the two lights though both of them squinted.
Negan removed a set of towels and then turned on the shower. "You, uh,"he smiled and pointed, "Need a second one for your hair?"
Nicole shrugged and then gave a subtle nod. He winked again and tossed the towel playfully in her direction, making her giggle.
He reached for her arm now, pulling her back to him hard and the two of them shared a laugh. Negan kissed her again, purposely letting his hands wander to all the right parts of her body in a teasing fashion as the water warmed up.
"Put your hands flat on the sink honey," Negan whispered into her ear before taking part in turning her around.
Nicole closed her eyes for a moment, anticipating him upping their intimacy. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the sink when she felt him enter her. When his hands slid up the front of her chest Nicole's eyes opened and she met his gaze in the mirror as he began to kiss up her neck toward her ear.
He thrusted once and her eyes almost closed, though she held his eye contact.
"Mmm..." Negan smiled wickedly when she grinned in the midst of the initial pleasure. He bit down on her earlobe as he thrusted gently into her, "I love it when you eye-fuck the shit out of me."
Nicole couldn't look away now - not after he said that. He continued to fuck her, alternating between glancing down to take in her figure and regaining her stare in the mirror.
Steam began to filter into the bathroom as the water grew warmer. Negan didn't want to stop; not when he could see every part of her body in ways that were impossible without the help of a mirror. He closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of her warmth as he carried on at a controlled pace so he could attempt to make the moment last.
Negan silently acknowledged that Nicole got the best of him. Already he felt like he could burst at any minute and had to consciously distract his mind from the moment to hold out. It wasn't something Negan was used to - not since he was a much younger man.
He let out a breath and covered her hands on top of the vanity, kissing along her neck down to her shoulders as he did.
Nicole loved and hated when he grew more sensual in their embrace. Each time he kissed her gently or locked his fingers with hers she felt the feelings she was beginning to for him increase, like a thermometer indicating the temperature was getting hotter - only she didn't know how to make it go down. She opened her eyes to see his closed in their reflection as his tongue danced along her ear.
"Come shower with me doll." His teeth latched onto her earlobe again and he opened his eyes to meet her pleasure-filled stare.
She didn't want to separate herself from him, though the thought of showering together was far too tempting to pass up. Nicole turned partway and kissed him several times in a row before Negan backed away and pulled the shower curtain to the side so the two of them could get in.
This is too surreal, she thought.
Negan reached for a bar of soap on the ledge and spun her around again, securing his arms around her and drawing the bar of soap across her breasts and down her stomach, gently caressing the areas as he lathered up her body.
Nicole closed her eyes and focused on every action he took. When his hands moved to her upper back, slowly moving the soap in a circular motions across the tops of her shoulders she shudder and smiled.
He dug his thumbs into her muscles, kneading the area upon placing the soap back down and then carefully encouraged her to bend over without stopping the sensual, soapy massage.
"You are too fucking much Nicole." Negan slid back inside of her, watching as beads of water trailed the length of her back, dropping off at the curves of her hips. He kept his hands secured on her shoulders, continuing to dig his fingers into the muscles of her upper back as he picked up from where they left off in front of the mirror.
"God Negan..." Nicole's hands fell flat against the wet square tiles on the wall. It immediately triggered the memory of their first night together in the bathroom at the bar. She let out a breath, feeling like she was injected with a shot of heroin. The warmth of the water crashing down on the two of them, the feel of his hands as they kneaded the tense muscles in her back and the perfectly matched pace of him thrusting into her made her legs begin to shake. Each time she felt like she'd been hit with the most pleasurable experience of her life, Negan did something else to surpass the time before.
When he abruptly stopped Nicole turned her head in an attempt to make eye contact with him, though his eyes were closed and his jaw clenched. A smile crossed her face when she recognized his inability to control himself and she was tempted to force him to continue to get some self-gratification that she held some type of power over him the way he did with her.
Instead, Nicole reached for the soap and turned around, finally making his eyes snap open.
"Give me a fuckin' minute." He swallowed hard, but managed a smile and watched as she began to draw the soap across his chest. Negan re-closed his eyes allowed her to continue as she returned the favor, soaping him up and massaging for a few seconds before reaching below his waist.
Nicole smiled to herself again, taking in his features.
"Easy there doll." Negan didn't smile this time. His jaw tensed again and he reached for her arm, tightening his fingers around her wrist as she began to have her way with him. He slowly forced her hand away and caught the other one when she attempted to grab a hold of him again. Negan chuckled and let his eyes flicker open partway, "You ain't gunna get shit if you keep doing that."
"I don't care." Nicole perched herself up onto her toes and pressed her lips to his once.
"I do." He tipped his mouth up in a smirk. "I like making a woman come."
"Well maybe you've met your match Negan." Nicole winked at him this time and Negan laughed a little louder.
"I think you're fuckin' right. I'm about to blow my load after two minutes like I'm fuckin' sixteen."
She laughed again, pleased to know what she did to him and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck as they continued to kiss again partially beneath the hot water.
Negan moaned into her mouth and picked her up by the backs of her legs, planting her back against the wall so she sat in his hands.
Nicole shuddered from the cool feel of the tiles in the midst of the steam and the heat and locked her legs around his waist as he easily entered her again.
"This isn't going to fuckin' take much," he whispered into her mouth, kissing her again with a hard enthusiasm.
"It's okay," she gasped the words out.
Negan secured his mouth to his, aggressively pursuing her tongue and her body at once.
Nicole held him tightly against her and lived vigorously in the moment as she had been for days. When she felt that he was close she decided to match the demands he typically made for her when leading her to peak of physical pleasure.
She broke their kiss to let her lips caress the center of his ear. "Let it out," she whispered, clutching a fistful of his wet, black hair as she did.
Negan felt a surge of arousal and he couldn't deny her; not in the heat of the moment.
I've definitely met my fuckin' match, he thought.