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Nick
Sinking to a sitting position on the edge of his bed, Nick's head sank into his hands and he inwardly groaned. What are you playing at Miller? he thought. She was practically throwing herself at you and you said no? He sighed deeply and lay back on his bed. He had tried to play the perfect gentleman, play by the rules. But who was he kidding? He was far from that. He was messy, occasionally a little crude, definitely rough around the edges and he was not the kind of guy to turn down the advances of a beautiful woman. Until now.
Jess
Jessica Day had been stood silently outside of Nick's room for the past 3 minutes. At least twice, her hand had hovered over the door handle before quickly retreating to her side. C'mon Day, she said to herself, You've made it this far, don't wimp out now. In fact, she wasn't sure why she was hesitating. She was 99% sure that Nick was not the kind of guy to say no, given the circumstances. Maybe it was because it was Nick, that made it - strange. They had already slept together twice, but the weight of their friendship experiences vastly out weighed this ... Whatever it was. Taking a deep breath, she stopped thinking and turned the handle, pushing her way into his room.
Nick
The sound of his door creaking open startled Nick and he rose up on his elbows from the sprawled position he had adopted on the bed. A thin shaft of light crept into his room and he could just make out a single figure sliding through the gap. Momentarily he was confused, until he saw the outline of tumbling curls and long slender legs. "Jess...?" He called out, "What are you doing?"
The figure advanced towards him and became clearer, more in focus. She was not wearing her usual pyjamas, she was wearing his shirt. God she looks sexy. A woman in man's shirt really did it for Nick and this was no exception. He felt the stirring of desire rising in his abdomen. For a few seconds no words were spoken. He took the chance to survey this sight thoroughly. She was wearing one of his favourite shirts, he counted 3 or 4 buttons fastened barely covering her modesty. The fabric gently stretched over her pert breasts, he could see the smooth skin of her stomach through the small gaps between buttons. At the hemline, the material hardly covered her, skating over her thighs, he could almost see... He swallowed hard. Shaking himself he broke the silence, "Uh, can I uh..."
She took a step closer to him and leant forward so she was closer to his face. As a consequence he had a full view down the shirt, holy shit, he thought what is she playing at.
"Nick," she said in a breathless voice, finally breaking her silence, "I was getting ready for bed and I found this shirt of yours," she playfully grabbed the collar and pulled it slightly down over her shoulder, exposing another few inches of skin, "And I thought, perhaps, you might like it back." Her eyes bore into his hungrily and she bit lip lightly as she enjoyed the confused, aroused, elated expression on his face. She let her hand slowly sink back to her side, letting it gently caress her curves as it went.
Nick swallowed, "Well, that could be a little difficult Jess, I mean, you are wearing it," Nick felt his breath coming in short, shallow breaths. Women don't usually come on so strong when you are a plain old bartender. Well, not unless you count the drunken ones who hang around the bar at 2am and need practically throwing out of the door.
"Well if a little problem like that is going to stop you, I guess I wasted my time coming all the way over there." With that Jess slowly straightened up and turned towards the door.
Immediately, Nick grabbed her right arm and pulled her back towards him, in a move reminiscent of their first kiss. He quickly stood up to meet Jess, face to face. "If you think I give up that easily, you don't know me very well," he said in a gruff, breathless voice. Excitement and arousal flooded his body. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
Jess
As Jess stood before Nick, her heart was in her throat. Nick was gazing down at her with an intense honesty that scared her. Swiftly, his hands grabbed for the opening of the shirt and in one swift move he pulled the two pieces of fabric apart, buttons flying in all directions. As she stood before him, feeling incredibly naked, she could feel his eyes drinking her in. She felt the twirling stir in the pit of her stomach, a rising level of desire. She wanted him to touch her. To take her. To throw her down on his bed. Instead his hands approached her, but they did not touch her skin. Taking the lapel of his shirt he pulled one side down first and then the other, "I believe this," he said breathlessly, "Is mine," as he pushed the last of the shirt over her shoulders and it dropped to the floor in a crumpled pile.
Standing, stark naked, Jess felt vulnerable, but at the same time powerful and sexy. This was not like her last few attempts at seduction, here she felt confident, like she could do anything. She stepped closer to Nick, closing the gap so barely a fingers width could be inserted between them. Standing on her tip toes, she craned her neck closer to his ear and whispered, "You've made me cold now."
"Well, we can't have that can we?" And with that his hands reached around Jessica, cupping her buttocks. Effortlessly, he scooped her up and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Hungrily, he kissed her, swinging around until she was hovering over the bed.
Nick
Drinking in the feeling of her legs wrapped around his waist, he switched into an instinctive mode. This tension between them was palpable and the electricity of the kiss passed through their bodies like lightening. Swiftly, he laid he body gently against the bed below and enveloped her small frame in his own.
Jess
The satisfying feel of the weight of Nicks body pressed against hers was only enhanced by the rough feel of his shirt buttons and jeans on Jess's skin. The sensation as Nick moved stimulated her in ways she had not thought possible. His lips began to travel over her body, layering it with feathery, passionate kisses whilst his hands roamed until she felt there was no part that was yet to be touched. She moved her own hands to the buttons of his shirt - they were small and tricky. She wanted to touch the warm skin of his chest and wrap her fingers in the smattering of hair that covered it, so instinctively she hooked her fingers into the fabric and pulled the buttons apart. Now they were even.
Jess's hands worked worked their way underneath his shirt and around his back, pressing herself against him. His kisses had now returned to her neck - teasing kisses against the sensitive part of her neck, just behind her ear. The feel of his soft lips and warm breath made her ache and burn. She writhed and squirmed beneath him. How could something so simple as that drive her wild?
Nick
Nick felt the increase in response to his kiss, the tightness in his pants was becoming unbearable. In a fluid motion, he picked Jess up once and and whilst continuing to kiss her he slowly walked over to his wooden dresser. With one hand bushed the items upon it to the floor and sat her perched on the edge. He engaged her wide eyes in a meaningful stare, his breath was hoarse and heavy, as he unbuckled his belt and fly and pushed them with his underwear to the floor.
Jess grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him back towards her, leaning back onto the onto the dresser so his body pressed against her again, his still half worn shirt ticked her skin.
"Now," she whispered breathlessly into his ear.
Jess
His hand slipped into the dresser and removed a condom. Jess pursed her lips in anticipation, but was still shocked when abruptly Nick thrust into her powerfully. Her head fell back in pleasure as his thrusts pushed her rhythmically against flat surface. It was rough, hard, she felt dirty. Wanted.
Nick
The warm tightness of Jessica sent waves of pure pleasure through Nick's body. He was no longer in control of his actions as he continued to grind his body against hers. This wasn't lovemaking. Or even sex. This was fucking, pure and passionate.
Jess
Jessica felt herself escape from her body as Nick's thrusts increased in speed and power. She began to gently moan in pleasure as the dresser began to rock against the wall. Someone would hear. She didn't care. She felt burning build in the pit of her stomach. It was raw, primal, she felt used but desired. She rocked her own hips, urging him to increase his speed.
"Jess, Jess, oh, God..." Nick's voice trailed off as his body shuddered and jerked in orgasm. Seconds behind him Jessica followed.
"Nick..." She barely managed speak as her voice broke.
Sweaty and breathless they lay against each other and gradually returned to reality. Nick turned his face towards her and pressed his lips against her damp cheek. His fingers brushed away moist strands of hair for her face and he cupped her cheek with his other hand. "That was amazing Jess. You're amazing," he finished, placing another simple kiss on her lips.
Jess was exhausted, the long day and physical exertion had taken it's toll. One last time, he picked her small body up and walked back to the bed, her lay her on his newly cleaned sheet. Quickly, he removed what remained of his shirt and slid into bed next to her, she lay on her side and he enveloped her in a protective hold.
"I think I owe owe you some new shirts," she said in a sleepy voice.
"I think I can let you off, just this once," he replied rubbing his hand against the soft fuzzy skins of her stomach.
"Mmm," she yawned, "Goodnight Miller."
"Goodnight Day," he replied.
Later that night
In the early hours Nick woke with a start, some kind of nightmare had jerked him out of sleep. He had a feeling of being out of control, lost and confused. He felt the warmth of Jess's body against his and the regular sound of her soft breathing. He liked to watch her sleep. She was so peaceful, a sleeping beauty. Moving his arm from under her neck, he stroked her soft, dark hair and lightly touched the ivory skin of her back. He sighed. He was clearly in over his head, falling faster than he thought possible.
Silently, barely in a whisper her said to himself, "Oh man, I think I'm falling in love with you." And with than he reached forward and placed a gently kiss against her shoulder before rolling over and trying to return to sleep.
At the same moment Jessica's eyes popped open and her ears pricked. Had she heard that right ...