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Rated M : WARNING SMUT

Okay smut fans...ask and you shall receive.

This chapter is about the morning after Jules shoots Nick down for not coming clean about Jimmy Cole.

Sometimes...wanting what you can't have makes it allll worth the wait when you get it.

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The sun hadn't come up yet when Jules opened her eyes. It was still dark in their room but when she looked over at her sleeping husband she could still see the highlights of his beautiful face and she could feel he had his arm draped completely over her stomach. She loved to feel his strong arm instinctively cover her. It made her feel safe...it made her feel loved. She was happy about that. She stared up into the darkness and thought about everything that happened yesterday. She thought about how scared she was seeing Brooke holding her daughter in her arms. She thought about how protective Nick got and how he handled things with one bare hand. He truly was an incredible man..an incredible husband... and an incredible father. She felt bad for yelling at him and at her brother. She knew they were just looking out for her.

Jules knew that was why she woke up even before the sun. She was feeling bad that she told them how mad she was when the truth was she was not as mad as she was terrified. Jimmy Cole had caused so much heartache and pain in her life...even before she met Nick. He had caused a lot of damage and to think that he wasn't done trying to hurt her made her tremble. Jules knew why Nick and Warrick didn't tell her...they were hoping she would never have to know. They were trying to protect her from the fear they knew would inevitably creep in because that's who they were...that's what they did...they both loved her and she cherished that. How could she be mad if it was one of the many things she loved most about them?

She wanted to stay in his arms a little while longer as he slept but she had to pee terribly and so she was forced to slither away from him as quietly as she could. Once she was in the bathroom she decided to brush her teeth and put her hair in a pony tail before heading back to bed. As she slipped quietly back into the bed she felt the strong arm of her husband wrap over her and pull her into him closer.

"Mmmm," he said as he nuzzled into her neck, "you smell like mint."

"I just brushed my teeth," she pulled the covers over her shoulder.

"Why? Are you planning to make a move on me?" he mumbled still with his face in her neck.

"Noooo, I went to pee and rather than have that taste in my mouth I decided to quickly brush my teeth…don't be so arrogant…not everything is about you, Texas," she said closing her eyes and enjoying the cool pillow on her cheek.

"Oooo you are so mean to me," he said smelling her hair.

"How is that mean?" she said.

"I don't know…it just is," he said smirking, "it hurts my feelings."

"Whatever," she said trying to go back to sleep knowing damn well he was full of it, "...and you're still not getting laid so give it up."

She loved playing with him. He was secretly loving it too.

"Arghh," he growled and flopped on his back throwing his arm over his face.

Jules laughed lightly.

But her laugh didn't last long. Instead, her breath grew heavier as she felt his fingertips graze the back of her thighs and creep their way up to her thong string. Her heart started to pound louder as she felt his finger trace his way from the string to the small piece of material that was barely exposed between her legs. She felt Nick roll back over on his side and his other hand took over instead to give him more access. Jules swallowed hard but didn't speak…she couldn't. His light touch was giving her the chills and making her hot. She didn't want to interrupt the feeling.

Nick could feel her soft skin under his fingertips and he loved it. He didn't mean to even start his seductive trail up her thighs but when his fingers accidentally touched her skin under the covers, they suddenly had a mind of their own. He skated his fingers all the way up the back of her thighs, up over her ass cheek and when he got to the string of her thong, he traced his fingertip down until he reached the material between her legs. He heard her softly gasp as he tickled her there.

"Do you want me to stop," he whispered in a husky voice.

They both knew her panties were already showing signs of heat.

"I said, do you want me to stop?" he repeated himself just as raspy as he did before.

When she didn't answer him he began to breath heatedly on her bare shoulder and he slid his middle finger under the lace panty. He could feel how wet and hot she was already and he grazed his lips gently back and forth over her shoulder before slowly inserting his finger inside her making her suck in a soft but deep breath.

"Do you want me to stop?" he whispered into neck.

When she still didn't answer him he slid both middle fingers inside her and moved the slowly back and forth. Feeling how wet she was made his own heart pound and his cock became rock hard. Nick pressed it up against her ass deliberately. It made her close her eyes from the excitement of it.

Jules knew, there was no denying this man.

Nick Stokes can have her anytime.

Jules moved away from his fingers and rolled over to face him.

"I don't ever want you to stop, Cowboy…" she smiled, "...don't stop loving me, don't stop touching me, don't stop watching me in my silky nightgown…don't ever stop anything because everything you do is amazing," she whispered only inches from his face.

"I thought you were mad at me?" he rubbed his nose against hers as he spoke.

"I am…I was…I can't be," she said before leaning in and kissing him softly.

Nick kissed her back hard but continued to caress her body. He slowly slid his hand down to her hip slowly slipping off the sexy lace thong he wanted to tear off her since last night. Jules wraps her arms around his neck and cradles his head with them as she kisses him deeply.

Jules breaks away from his kiss and stokes his hair with her fingers.

"I know you were just trying to protect me, Nick, I do…I just needed to let it all sink in…you know what I mean? I was mad…but I was really…well, I was pretty damn afraid and I didn't know what else to do but focus on you not telling me. It was either I did that or I let absolute panic take over because let me tell you something, Cowboy, I am petrified of him," she whispered with fear washing over her face. He could see it blanket her.

"I know that…I know that," he repeated.

"I do know why you did it. I know why you didn't tell me…and as mad as I was…as mad as I was... I actually love you for it. I love how you both watch over me…how you love me so much you will protect me in any way you can," she began to run her finger tips over his arms giving him the chills as she spoke.

"I'm sorry for getting mad. I am sorry for teasing you. And as crazy as this might sound…and God I HATE to admit this but...I am kinda glad I didn't know about him sooner. He scares the hell out of me, Cowboy. I just…I just wish I knew why he is doing this. I just wish I could make him stop," she said as her face looked worried.

"You can't try to figure him out, Babe, you never will get into that sick, warped mind of his…but I promise you, and I can speak for your brother on this too, we will always try to protect you…we will always try to shield you if we can. Don't you know that, Baby? I love you so much and I would never try to hurt you or lie to you," he kissed her forehead.

"I know. I know, Nick. I love you too…and I feel kinda bad for holding out on you…" she gave him a sad face.

"Naw, don't…wanna know why?" he smiled and his dimple showed.

"Why?" she smiled back.

"Because it just makes me gotta have it that much more," he said and rolls on top of her without warning.

Jules laughs at how fast he can fit their bodies so perfectly together. She can feel his muscular chest covering her gently and she lowers her hands to slide his boxers down. Nick manages to maneuver them off with ease and his knees quickly separate her thighs. He stares at her with an impish grim, knowing she didn't win her "fight" for very long. She smirks back at him as his hips move perfectly between her thighs and push upward making his hard cock find its way inside her body instantly. Nick leans in and kisses her at the same time he thrusts deep inside her. Jules can't hold back her moan and she gasps into his mouth before breaking away from his kiss.

"You have no idea how difficult it was to resist you last night, Handsome," she admits.

"Hah, yeah, I have an idea," he laughs softly as he thrusts himself inside her again and again.

Nick smiles at her as he thrusts and their eyes lock with sheer love and pleasure. He leans down and they close their eyes as they kiss intimately. But, as fast as their love making began is as quickly it changes gears. Suddenly their intimate kiss grows passionate and heated. Jules grabs the back of his head with both hands and pulls him in harder pressing his mouth tightly against hers. She cannot get enough of him.

Her hips begin to rise up to meet his...to try to get him as deep inside her as she possibly can. She needs to feel him. She needs to have him inside her. Nick can feel the heat and the lust pick up between them and he begins to slam inside her harder and harder as if to take back what he missed out on last night. Jules begins to moan louder as their sheets dance around them from their fiery movement. She finds his hands and interlocks his fingers with hers, squeezing them together hard. Nick continues battering her hard and she is more than happy to take every inch of him. He feels so wonderful and from his fast pace and raspy grunts, Jules knows Nick is experiencing the same wonderful feeling that only the two of them can create.

As loving and pure as they are, as sweet and tender as their lovemaking can be, is as hot and intense their fucking can get…and on this morning, their love was pure…their lovemaking tender and in a quick flash the began to fuck with intensity.

They knew they both needed each other so badly, and so they frantically consumed each other with wild passion underneath their soft tan colored sheets. Neither of them wanted it to end, but the heat that burned between them made it impossible for them to hold back.

"Oh God, Nicky, ohhh, you feel…oh God…I'm cumming…" Jules groaned pushing her mouth against his warm chest, trying hard keep herself as quiet as possible.

Nick's powerful climax was soon to follow as he felt her back arch and her walls clamp down on him. There was nothing he could do…or even want to do… to keep him from unleashing himself inside her. So with a few more forceful thrusts, Nick groaned into her neck and let himself go inside her.

He continued to move back and forth inside her before slowly slipping himself out of her. Jules won't let him roll over though, instead she holds him tightly, her arms around his body and his cheek next to hers. She leans her lips closer to her ear and whispers with pure desire…

"Nick Stokes…you are amazing…a-fucking-mazing."

"I can say the same about you, Darlin…" he said with his face still buried in her hair, "...and guess what?"

"Mmm hmmm," she said while breathing in the scent of his neck.

"THAT was worth the wait," he pulled his head up and smiled at her before throwing the covers completely over them…

….to start all over again.