Have you ever the felt the raging need to be so close to someone you think you might die if you wasn't connected in that moment? Well that is exactly how both of them felt as they walked down the hall towards Nick's luxury apartment.
The car ride was heated as well as the trip into the elevator as they rode up the countless floors until they made it to the top one. Nick's mind raced as he watched the numbers progress slowly, way to slowly. He cursed multiple times to himself. If only he purchased an apartment on the first floor.
It had been years since he had sex, let alone actually made love to a woman. Macy was the last girl who he had ever made love to and since her death there were only two woman who he had meaningless sex with. He was man, sue him. But Miley was different. Different then Macy. He felt like they didn't even need to be intimate to be together forever but he was going to show her how much he lover her by making her feel like she was on cloud 9.
Same for Miley. One lover and other meaningless sex. She itched in her own skin as they made the laborious journey down the never ending hallway. Somehow her feet were moving but the room seemed to be getting further away. She prayed to God that tonight would be perfect. She needed it to be flawless just like she needed air to breathe.
Condemned in her own thoughts she barely noticed the door being swung open and Nick leading her into the dark room. He reached out for her hand behind him and laced their fingers together. Although Nick didn't show any signs of being nervous, Miley smiled slightly at the racing pulse she felt rushing through the veins under his skin. It made her feel pretty special that she made him feel that way and she felt closer to him now that she knew they were experiencing the same feelings together.
Miley closely followed behind Nick as he silently lead her into his bedroom. Her heart gained speed as they neared the untouched room that was going to be the place that fulfilled both of their desires. She took deep breath as the door squeaked open and clicked behind them.
Nick swiftly turned so he was facing Miley. He closed the last few gaps that separated their hot, tense bodies. He slid his hands down her fabric covered arms, her breasts, and snaked them around her waist pulling her even closer.
She clasped onto his shoulders as a few strands of hair fell in front of her face from the sudden movement. Her gaze fell immediately to the tantalizing lips that were just centimeters from hers. His breath made a warm blanket around her flushed face. She thought her heart was going to jump right at her chest at any moment, she had never been so nervous, "Nick, I-"
He pressed his right index finger onto her wet lips, "Shhhhh," he whispered, sending shivers down her already fragile body.
Her breathing became more hitched as she felt her dress becoming looser on her body. The sound of zipper being pulled down seemed so loud she thought it would burst her ear drums.
"Relax, Miley," his voice came out huskily as he uncovered her arms and let the dress fall to the floor, dangling around her ankles.
Miley gulped and nodded, but how was she supposed to relax? This felt like it was her first time. Except, it didn't.
Closing the small space that was left between them, Nick lowered his mouth onto her glossed lips. They were so soft and plump that he felt like he was the weak one. His heart began to pick up the pace once more. The smell of her perfume floated into his nostrils making him inhale deeply. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt the slight interaction of her wet tongue brush against his lips.
Barely allowing themselves a chance to breath, they continued undressing each other. Every piece of clothing seemed to take an eternity to hit the carpeted floor beneath them. The anticipation and tension rose to a new level every time their bare skin came in contact with the other person.
Now fully naked they admired one another. Their thick blood pumping faster and harder with each silent breath that they tried to inhale discreetly.
Miley clenched her thighs together to keep her self hidden and disguise her now fully exposed aroma that drifted through the air.
Unfortunately Nick picked up on the scent and smirked to himself. Just what he wanted. The musky, natural scent of a woman turned him on the most and made him want her even more. But now he fully knew that she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her.
Taking the dominate role Nick stepped forward, placing his hands on her naked body for the first time. He breathed deeply trying to contain himself from taking her every which way imaginable right then and there. He placed a soft, lingering kiss on her temple, trailing down to the corner of her mouth.
Closing her eyes, Miley relaxed her tightened muscles and glided her hands up his chiseled torso and pecs, stopping at his cheek bone then pulling him down to another soul steeling kiss.
Never breaking the kiss, Nick scooped her up into his arms and walked over to the bed, dropping her on the soft mattress gently. He became painfully harder as he heard her soft moan when her back came in contact with the plush sheets.
Seeing the pained but pleasuring look appear in his muscles she grabbed his hand and pulled him on top of her, "Touch me, Nick," she whispered sexily, reaching in between them to grasp his fully erect dick.
Nick gulped then gathered himself. First he placed open mouthed, wet, deep kisses around her neck and shoulder blade. His palms rubbed over her nipples, and she whimpered under his touch.
As he licked his way further down, her lower tummy burned with excitement and desire. She gasped as his wet tongue covered her perky nipple. As he expertly moved from one hard nipple to the other, her fingers cringed and she held her breath.
He lifted his mouth away from her swollen nipples her cupped each breast in his hand and flicked his velvety tongues across the sensitive spot. A helpless moan escaped from her mouth as her eyes rolled back in their sockets. She arched against him wanting more of his touch as he sucked and nipped away at her.
Her hips arched into his making them both moan from the sudden contact. He slipped against her wet sex and pulled away. Miley clutched onto his biceps as they gazed into each others eyes. The room so hot and heavy they could barely breath.
"I want you, now," Nick hoarsely muttered, tugging at her hips.
Miley whimpered then took his mouth again, mumbling, "Then take me."
Her head fell back against the pillow as Nick's hard, hot hands pushed her thighs apart and he moved onto of her, guiding himself to her wet entrance. He stopped suddenly then looked at her, "Wait. We need a condom," he started to scramble off her.
Miley shook her head and tightened her grip on his arms, "Birth control," she stated simply, never opening her eyes, "I want to feel you. All of you and nothing but you."
Nick quickly returned to his previous position. She shifted her hips and raised her knees, pulling him forward . He plunged into her warm, wetness of her sex. They both paused for moment, capturing everything they felt.
She was so tight and hot around his swollen cock. She squeezed her insides and smiled as Nick moaned, placing his hands beside her head. The head of his shaft pressed against her womb as he moved forward. Each intoxicating thrust built up the rising pleasure that was soon to burst in both of them.
She shuddered beneath him, encouraging him with her whimpering sounds. They came together and fell into each others arms, breathing heavily and satisfied.
He barely touched his lips to hers before rolling beside her. They lay together, chest rising and pounding hearts. Miley cuddled against him and covered their damp bodies with a sheet. He tightened his arms around her and she lay her face on his chest.
The same night, Demi sat behind her make up station at Ecstasy. She placed her head in her palm and watched as her eyes drooped. She barely caught any sleep and wasn't ready for an all night shift.
The night before she stayed locked in her room dwelling on her thoughts. Was she not good enough for her family? Was she not pretty like Miley? Did she not have the perfect figure and personality such as Miley did? The feeling abandonment consumed her and invaded her path of thinking. If her family wanted her to change then she was going to.
"You look horrible," Katy cooed, walking over to Demi.
"What do you want?" Demi asked with an irritated eye roll.
"You know Dem," the blonde began, "I have always like you. It's just your stupid ass friend that has always gotten in the way of our friend ship."
"Is that so?" Demi said non-interested.
Katy nodded her head, "Anyway, I want to help you out."
"With what?"
"With your performance," she said as if it was obvious, "You are not going to be able to perform like this. You look like you are going to pass out any minute. So here," Katy reached into her bag and slid a plastic bag that held white powder into Demi's hands, "Oh and you will need this also," she slid a water pipe in her other hand.
Demi examined the substance closely, "Is this crack?"
Katy nodded with an evil grin, "It will keep you awake and feeling fresh," she took the bag from Demi's hand and dumped the powder into three straight lines on the table, "Just snort it into your nose with this pipe."
Demi twirled the pipe between her fingers the shifter her gaze to the drug that was laid out in front of her. It was just for one night, what harm would it do? She just needed to stay awake for night and honestly she wanted to forget about everything and speed through her shift.
She shrugged her shoulders and hunched over placing her right nostril over one of the pipe and sniffed the crack into her body. She pulled away quickly and coughed rubbing her nose.
Katy laughed then nudged her, "Do it again. It gets better."
Demi listened and finished off with the last three lines.
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