Chapter 3

I was still practically asleep, but I realized that I wasn't in a stationery position anymore, I was moving somehow, but not in control of said movement until my fuzzed brain put it together: Nick was carrying me upstairs, presumably to a bed room. I lay limp until I comprehended he was taking me to his bedroom and my heart started to thud. He lay me down gently and before he could move for the blanket I reached up and caught one of his belt loops with one finger.

"Hey," I said my voice an octave lower from sleep. "Where do you think you're going?" And I tugged pulling him towards me, so he sat down.

"Hey Cath, you were fast asleep. My couch isn't very comfortable and none of the guest rooms are made up, so I was gonna let you take my bed and I was gonna grab a pillow and hit one of the guest rooms. It isn't what it looks like," he finished as he colored.

"Weeeellll . . ." I dragged out and took hold of his hand, turning it palm up. "What if . . ." I whispered. "What if I wanted it to look that way?" And I drew circles in his palm lightly with my middle finger.

"Uh Cath." He swallowed and gaped a little at me, not quite knowing what to do, but I knew what I wanted to do. I let go his hand and placed one on his chest.

"C'mere," I said still whispering. He leaned down and I slid my hands up past his shoulders and linked them at the base of his neck so I could guide him towards me. My heart still thudding, our lips met heatedly and I wasted no time in encouraging him to lie on top of me where he settled in between my thighs. I gasped into the kiss as I felt his weight and it intensified as he moved and I felt him harden against me. I moaned when I felt his tongue gently slide against mine, crunching his hair as he began to press light kisses across my jawbone and then down into the crook of my neck.

"Wait," I panted. "Wait, wait, hold up."

Nick looked up. "Is everything okay? If you don't want to – "

"No I do, I really do." I cupped his face. "However, this isn't going to work unless we get rid of these." I gestured towards our clothes and kissed him firmly, showing him I had no doubt. "Now."

He grinned and sat up, throwing off his black shirt and unbuckling his jeans yanking them into a pile on the floor. He slid off his underwear and kicked it into the pile of his jeans. At the same time I had pulled my thin, long sleeved sweater over my head, balled it and threw it as if I were making a basket. I unzipped my slacks and slid them off easily, kicking them off the bed. Left in my underwear, I unclipped my bra and peeled off my thong before tossing them – my bra hooking on the bedside lamp. I giggled a little as Nick covered my body with his again, feeling the electric charge between us. His lips found mine again and this time he was a little more forceful, a little more urgent and I welcomed it. He dropped his head to my breasts, alternating between suckling so my nipples became hard.

"Oooohhhh Nick," I groaned in encouragement. "I need you, now."

He looked up and grinned, creating a path of searing kisses up my chest until our lips met again. Then he moved and I could feel his warm breath against the shell of my ear. "I think I've needed you for a long time Cath." When he leaned back I could tell he meant it not just by the look on his face, but by the comfort I saw in his eyes.

"Aw Nicky," I mouthed with no sound, choked up on emotion. I kissed him passionately in reply instead and shifted my hips to meet his and gasped again at the feel of him against my core. He teased me, dipping his tip in once or twice and when I squirmed impatiently he smiled and with one push he slid his length inside me. I cried out at his size stretching me a little and I felt him brush aside a lock of hair, tucking it behind my ear.

"You okay? Cath?" And he steadied himself without moving.

"Hmmmm," I hummed with my eyes closed. "More than okay. I just need to adjust." When I felt okay I thrust my hips and he caught my rhythm, keeping time. I moaned loudly every time I felt him move inside me and drew my knees up so he could slip in a little deeper, right to the hilt.

"Cath," he said through clenched teeth. "I'm not gonna last much longer here."

I ran my hands across his sweaty chest and strained to kiss him while I slipped my hand down between us where I could feel we were joined. I then rubbed my clit a couple times and bit my lip knowing I was going to come soon.

"Nick," I moaned loudly. "Come with me. I want you to come – "

He shuddered and I felt him release his seed into me. It was a couple seconds later I stiffened and felt my warmth coat him. He collapsed on top of me, panting heavily.

"That was . . . incredible," I said breathlessly into his ear. He sat up and as he slipped out of me he held me close to him while he flipped us so I would be lying against him. I kissed his chest and raked it with one hand, the sensation of my nails making him shiver.

"Okay, now I can sleep," I said as I buried into him and smiled, weirdly feeling completely relaxed.

"You deserve better Cath," he murmured firmly. "I'm gonna try and make up for that better." And he held me tightly, moving a lock of hair off my sweaty temple and softly kissed the top of my head.

I couldn't wait to discover what this 'better' was.