WARNING!

T-RATED CHAPTER UP AHEAD. Another one, I KNOW. But it's for you wonderfuls who want a little Nikki-Brandon action. Enjoy! Or avoid. Whatever it's up to you.

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I burst through Brandon's door, yelling, "I BROUGHT CUPCAKES!"

There he was, just sitting on his couch with his socks on and some sweatpants and a tank, his hair messy and in his face. It was hot. His eyes lit up when he saw me and my box of cupcakes. "Are they Nikki-made?" he said. "Guess," I said opening the box and letting him take one. He bit into it, and grinned, "Definitely Nikki-made," he said, grabbing my waist and pulling me down to him.

"Got Netflix all set up?" I asked. "Yup," he said. "Are your relatives home?" I said, tiptoeing my fingers up his abdomen. "N-nope," he said, distracted. "Good," I said, and I leaned back and he immediately put up an upset expression, "Where are you going?" he said. I laughed, "Nowhere without you, so relax," I said getting a cupcake of my own.

I dipped my finger into the creamy frosting and dotted it on his nose. "Hey!" he said, and then did the same to me. "You look cute like that," he said. "So do you," I said, wiping off the frosting from his nose with my finger and licking it. Brandon raised his eyebrows, "That was...hot."

"Oh, was it? I didn't realize," I said playfully. "Come here," he said, pulling me closer. I pulled away and said, "Oh, no, Brandon. I still want to watch The Longest Ride," I said. "Can't we just skip the watching and make out?" Brandon whined. "Nope," I said, pressing the play button.

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Halfway into the movie, during a romantic scene, I felt a small erotic pressure on my shoulder. He trailed soft kisses along my neck, delicate and beautiful. He began to do things that made me feel funny. I whispered "Brandon" in a sigh of pleasure, and couldn't withhold myself from him any longer.

I turned around and leaped onto him and kissed him on the mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair and savored the taste of his lips against mine. He trailed his fingers along my sides, then rested his hands in the bend of my hip. Suddenly, I found myself on his lap. I'm not sure how I got there.

He sat up so I could wrap my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck so we could let our lips do the work. The soft pressure of his lips made me feel lightheaded with butterflies. The moment was heated, and in the intensity of it, both of our hands desperately started grabbing his shirt in an attempt to take it off and when we did he wrapped his strong, defined arms back around me.

I crawled off of him, taking him with me as we continued to kiss so then I was lying my back against the couch with him on top of me. Our kisses felt sweet as his hands framed my face. Then he flipped us over, making me laugh with delight as he brought me down to him, and I perfectly laid myself down in alignment to his body.

He rubbed his hands up and down my back, making me shiver with goosebumps as he did. Then slyly, he slipped his hands under my shirt, moving them up my bare back and the buckles of my bra. I breathed heavily in between kisses as his fingers began to linger around my bra buckle.

We both slightly pulled away, and he gave me a look as if asking my permission for what he was about to do next. "Take it off," I said, my voice slurred. "Nikki... do you want to?" he said. "Do you want to?" I said, my voice coming out in nervous breaths. "I can't believe your even asking me that question," he said, smiling. I laughed, "Then do it."

And he did. His fingers undid the buckle of my bra, and I managed to get up and take it out from under my shirt. I pressed my chest against his, and I'm sure he could feel my breasts against the thin fabric of my shirt and he grinned and said, "Wow." And I went bright red but that faded away as soon as he began to kiss me again.

Later on, I felt a tug at my shirt as in cue to take it off, but I pulled back and said, "Uh uh. That's all your getting for tonight, B," I said, climbing off of him. He gave me a sad puppy dog look but I shook my head, "Not tonight, lover boy." And picked up my bra from the ground. He quickly took a bit of frosting off a cupcake and dabbed it on my shirt. "Damnit, this is white!" I said.

"I guess you'll have to take it off, then, Nikki," he said, stretching his arms and then folding them behind his head and lying back. "I guess I will," I said, then I got off the couch and picked up his shirt from the floor, "Have to take it off and then change into my bra and YOUR shirt in the BATHROOM."

"What's the problem with over here with me?" he asked. I smirked, "Nice try." I went into his bathroom and changed. Brandon's tank top was big on me, but it looked really cute over my denim shorts. I went out of the bathroom with my own shirt in hand, and walked over to Brandon and kissed him, "Nite, B."

"Nikki, don't go now! My relatives don't come back until 5:00 in the morning!" he said. "My parents will wonder where I am!" I said. "I don't know... text them that you've had so much fun with your friend that you want to sleep over?" he said. "I told them I'm going to the library," I said.

"When are we going to be able to spend the night together?" Brandon asked. "Sometime soon. We'll have to wait and see," I said smiling mischievously as I went out the door.

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Okay guys,

So I know that chapter was a lil' bit fluffy but that's how a lot of you like it. It's also preparing Nikki and Brandon and moving their relationship forward to the level I plan to take them to later on...

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- authorofwonderful