Okay so I apoligize that this took sooooooo long. Almost a month and it's still pretty short but I had major writers block and didn't know what to do with this chapter :/

Enjoy :)

I walk over to him and he bends down and takes off my top and my skirt and looks at my body, he hugs my waist while I play with his hair. I lean down and kiss him again and he leans back and falls back and lands on the floor and I land on top of him, we start laughing and then we kiss again.

I sway down his body after the kiss and take off his underwear, I start caressing him and after a few seconds I wrap my lips around him. I start sucking on him and I hear his gasp above me.

'Oh My God, that's even better than the last time you did that', he groans. I continue to suck him until I feel him tense up and he comes in my mouth.

We lay there for a minute until he gets his breath back and I go over to the mini bar for a drink of water. When I turn back around, he leans me against the wall in a sexy, kinky, demanding kind of way. I bite my bottom lip and he starts kissing my neck. He unhooks my bra and kisses and gropes my breasts. Then a few seconds later my baby pink lacy knickers come off and he leads me back over to the couch. I lay down and he lay on top of me, holding my wrists and positions himself as we kiss.

'God Miley, you look so fucking hot!', he smiles as his hard shaft throbs and he kisses me.

My body writhes and trembles as he kisses my nipples and he pries my legs apart with his knees, spreading them, working both his knees between them. I am so aroused as the cool air passes over me.

'Nick, Oh My God!', I breathe out in desperation as he moves his hips around until I feel him entering me. He groans as his hard shaft begins to enter me.

'Ohhhhh my god!', I gasp as I feel the thick head spreading me open and pushing into me.

My eyes widen as he pushes his hips forward and slides his long thick shaft inside me. He starts moving faster, maybe feeling a strange sense of power as he forcefully takes advantage of me. He rolls his head back and moans as his shaft slides deeper inside me. As his penis pushes completely into me until his full length in inserted, he leans forward and presses his body weight against me.

'How do I make you feel?', he moans softly in my ear

'Ab...solu...tely...a...fuck..ing...mazing..', I gasp.

This time with Nick feels really different. I've said this before on countless occasions but honestly, it's really slow and sensual and we're both just taking our time. It actually feels worth something. I feel like I'm out of my body looking down at us as we have sex, that's how amazing it is. My body tingles as it begins to respond to him being buried deep inside me and he slowly begins a slow hard grinding motion. He moves his hands from my hands, he has had them there to act a bit demanding but also to let me trust him. Some weird thing he does, cute yet creepy.

I can feel my body weakening as it becomes aroused to the thick muscle working its way deep inside me. Slowly my hips begin to move with his and soon I'm pushing my hips up to meet his as he drives himself deeper inside me again and again. I have never experienced such hot and intense sex in my life. Our bodies shake all over as the sexual pleasures increase from the hot friction created between us. My body is pulsating with a sexual energy like I have never felt before.

I finally open my eyes and look deep into his eyes. All I feel is love for him. I love him so much and can barely comprehend the fact that we are actually here, doing this. I may have instigated this, thinking I knew what I was doing but I didn't and it's not that I regret being here with him, I just hate the situation we're in. I hate that we're not together and I know you already know this because I've told you so many times but I just feel like maybe Nick was right. Maybe Demi was right. Maybe I'm in self-destruct mode but I don't know how to stop. I know one day I'll cringe that I'm doing this, in this situation at least but I can't stop myself. I can't just have a clean break from Nick, because I don't want a break from Nick at all. I don't wanna have to see him with other girls or see him in ten years and he has a beautiful wife and beautiful children and I'm a failure. Or even worse, that I'm not his wife. Nick and I are like jagged pieces of a puzzle, some days we fit together perfectly, like today. Other days we just annoy the hell out of each other and argue constantly and although most of the pointless arguments are exhilarating, most are hurtful and upsetting because there are days when I think that Nick will just give up. There have been days when I can just see in his eyes that he doesn't want all this, he doesn't want drama, he doesn't want my bullshit but he takes it because… well I don't even know why.

'Nick, stop. I can't do this', I whisper and he just looks at me like he's done something wrong.

'It's not you, honestly this is fun and I don't want to upset you but you were right, I need to stop doing this to you and to us. You don't deserve this',

'Miles do you not think this discussion would have been more convincing if I wasn't in the middle of sleeping with you?',

'Maybe but I don't want to keep hurting you, I know this isn't what you want. We can stop and talk or sleep if you want',

'Thank you for the gesture and I don't mind but I've already started this so I was kinda hoping this could work out but if you wanna stop we can stop', he says pointing to our bodies entangled together.

'We could keep doing this and then talk', I giggle and he kisses me again.

I glance around the room, last night was fun. Our clothes are all over the floor and the room is trashed. I drop the towel thats wrapped around my body and wait fo Nick to get out of the shower that we just shared. I smile as I look from the table to the couch and then to window. Oh if the furniture in this room could talk. After last night they'd have a lot to talk about. I think we had sex in pretty much, every part of this hotel room last night. Nick mumbles something while coming out of the bathroom and I finish getting dressed as he walks into the room.

'What are you doing tonight?',

'I'm not sure. Why?',

'I was going to ask if you wanted to do something, with me',

'Nick, I'm not sure that... I don't think it's a good idea',

'Why not?',

'I just... It would seem like we were dating again and we're not',

'What if I asked you on a date? Would we be dating then?',

'As unfortunate as it might be, I would have to turn you down',

'Why? Why are you being weird?',

'I'm not being weird. I just don't want you getting the wrong idea about things. We're not getting back together and we're not doing what we did last night again either',

'Okay fine', he says turning away from me to pick up his clothes.

'Please don't tell me you're huffing',

'I won't tell you anything',

'Oh so now you're not talking to me?',

'There's nothing for us to talk about Miley. You've made everything clear. I'm sorry I got the wrong idea',

'You knew that I didn't want to be your girlfriend again',

'Yeah and you knew that I didn't want to a fuck buddy but that still happened',

'Since when?',

'Since always. I never wanted to be someone you use for sex and then never thought about again. That's why I asked you to be my girlfriend to start with',

'Yeah well all you had to say was no',

'You really think I had all my senses when you were kissing me? I loved you, I still love you but I don't want to be used. You wouldn't want to be used, why use me Miley?',

'Because I like being with you. I just can't forgive you. I can't act like you didn't sleep with her. I shouldn't act like you didn't sleep with her and neither should you. It happened and I'm just trying to find a way that I can spend time with you and make it as much like it used to be as I can without overthinking it and making myself angry',

'Are you ever going to get over that?', he asks quietly

'No. I can't. It hurt too much. Nick... I'd love if we were friends, without the sexual tension or the feeling I have for you. I wish we could just have a platonic relationship but we can't and I'm... having a hard time coping with that', I say and as I say it tears start streaming down my face.

'Come here', he mumbles as he walks over and hugs me. His naked chest against my head as he caresses my face. This is never a good solution.

'Nick, you're nakedness isn't helping this at all', I laugh through the crying and I feel him chuckling.

'Demi, party?', I smile down the phone to my best friend.

'Didn't Trace have a thing happening today?',

'Yeah today, It's over now. It was just a birthday lunch type of thing. Selena texted me about some party in Toluca Lake and I think we should go',

'Yeah if you want. I'm sure we can find something to destroy', she laughs down the phone

'There's the Demi I know and love'.