Perfect Fit (Small-Town Secrets-Fairview Series Book 4)

by Sophia Sinclair

His reaction did not disappoint.

  “Beautiful,” he said, when her shirt was open. The creamy lace bra presented her full breasts as proud offerings to Nick’s gaze. The pink of her nipples showed through the lace.

  Nick lightly skimmed his hands over the outside of the bra, and Julie sucked in her breath. She was already sucking in her belly. The self-conscious feeling was back. She wanted to divert attention from her body, so she grasped the hem of Nick’s T-shirt, pulled it over his head and threw it onto the foot of the bed.

  He really did have a good body. Even though he was extremely thin, he was muscular. She ran her hands over his abs.

  “Nice,” she murmured, and was surprised to see what looked like relief on Nick’s face. Maybe she wasn’t the only one who was nervous about the big reveal. With that thought, she quickly shimmied out of her jeans and kicked them aside. Now she stood before him with almost everything revealed: The panties were about as effective at covering her as the bra was.

  Nick used his hands to push the straps of her bra down, and he bent his head to give each a breast a quick kiss. But then he placed his hands on her shoulders and looked deeply into her eyes.

  “I really like you, Julie. I like everything about you.” Then he was kissing her again. She reached for the button of his jeans, trying to undo the button without breaking their kiss, but finally making a grunt of irritation and pulling away from Julie long enough to get his jeans off. And not only his jeans. He’d removed his underwear at the same time, and now Julie could see him fully nude for the first time.

  Tall, very thin, but muscular. It wasn’t a combination you saw every day. He looked somehow vulnerable, standing there naked while she still had on her underwear and her bra, and her heart melted. She removed her bra because the pushed-down straps were limiting her movement, and then, before Nick could react, she wrapped her arms around him and started kissing him.

  As they kissed, Nick moved his hands to her butt, and then, without warning, he lifted her up into his arms, making her shriek, and playfully tossed her onto the middle of the bed.

  He switched to a caveman voice. “Woman mine now. Me take.” He hooked his thumbs around her panties and started pulling them down. “Woman must be naked now.” He sucked in his breath when he had the panties off. “Ooh, Ogg like!”

  Julie giggled. “Stop it, Nick. I’m not having sex with a caveman.”

  “You not like Ogg’s big club?” He thrust his hips at her to make his erection bob around, just in case she wasn’t sure what he meant by his “big club.”

  “Oh, God, stop. I can’t do it if I’m laughing.”

  Nick switched back to his regular voice. “If I have to choose between making you laugh and making you come, I guess Ogg the Caveman is out of here.”

  “Sorry, Ogg. Maybe later. Right now I’ve got stuff to do,” Julie said. “Important stuff.” She reached down and began to slowly stroke him.

  “That feels perfect,” he said. “But I want to take care of you.” He shifted his position to allow him to suck one of her nipples while lightly and gently fingering her. Julie had an idea he wasn’t sure he’d be able to last very long once he was in her, and probably wanted to make her feel good first.

  He’d obviously remembered what kinds of touches worked for her, and she threw her head back and just enjoyed it. She didn’t even realize the little noises she was making at first, and then she stopped thinking about anything except how Nick was making her feel. The combination of sensations she felt in her nipple and between her legs each enhanced the other. She started bucking her hips and moaning louder as she felt her pleasure build.

  “Don’t stop,” she whispered. She was riding a roller coaster, and she was almost to the top of the highest rise. She climbed a little higher. Now she was nearly to the point of no return. Nick’s tongue rasped against her hard nipple and his finger kept up the same rhythm between her legs.

  And then she balanced right at the top of the curve, and she let out a new cry, one that Nick recognized. He didn’t change a thing. He kept doing exactly what had gotten her to the top, and he knew when she started plunging into free fall. Her whole body shuddered, and then she crested another small rise. It wasn’t as high as the first one, but her body repeated everything it had felt the first time, and then, as everything slowed down, Nick withdrew his hand. He raised his head from her breast and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips.

  “Wow,” she said. “Now I want you to feel good.” She opened the box of condoms and tore one from the strip. She opened it and carefully rolled it onto him, and then she surprised him by climbing on top.

  “Seems only fair for you to get to lie back and enjoy yourself now,” she said. Julie sank down onto him, going very slowly. Though he looked enormous, maybe he had been right when he said he wasn’t that much larger than average. All of him fit nicely inside her, and she began to move her hips in a way that she hoped was right.

  He reached up and pulled her upper body closer to him, giving him access to her breasts. Since he’d concentrated on pleasuring her right breast before, he now lavished attention on her left one. Julie found a way to maintain constant contact between her breast and his mouth while still moving her hips up and down. By leaning forward, she noticed, her most sensitive button was being ground right against his pubic bone. She’d never before had an orgasm from intercourse, and had assumed it just wasn’t possible for her.

  But now, she began to wonder if she could. She made a small adjustment in her position and realized that it was going to happen, and fast. She tried to hide what was happening. If he knew she was about to have an orgasm on him, it would be more than he could take, especially for their first time. So she held off making noise until she couldn’t help herself.

  “Nick! Oh, Nick!”

  .A second later, he was calling out her name, too, along with something else she couldn’t quite catch, because his mouth was still mashed into her breast. It almost sounded like he’d said he loved her, but she wasn’t sure. Even if he had, that was the sort of thing that you couldn’t really count on when it was said during an orgasm.

  She rolled off him, being careful of the condom, which he whisked away.

  “Juliana. That was a first for me,” he said, once he could talk again. “As far as I know, no girl has ever come with me during intercourse. I’ve always tried to make it happen before with my hands or oral.” He held out his open arms to her.

  “It was a first for me, too,” she said. “I honestly had no idea that was going to happen, until just before it did.” She cuddled happily into his arms, and he kissed the top of her head. They just enjoyed the closeness for a while, but then Julie looked at his naked body and saw that he was hard again. She gave him a tentative stroke.

  “Once more?” she asked.

  “You talked me into it,” he said. She once again put the condom on for him, and she situated herself carefully, trying to fit herself against him in just the same way.

  This time, he was a little more vocal. “That feels amazing,” he said. “Is it the right way for you?”

  Julie made several small adjustments in her position, and then she groaned. “That’s it,” she said. “Oh, that’s so very it.”

  She mimicked her earlier movements. “I think I need you to suck my nipples,” she whispered. Nick fastened his mouth against her and used his tongue as he had before.

  “Oh my God,” Julie said. “That’s just right.” She concentrated on finding the exact movements she’d used before. It was going to happen again, she knew. Just a few more seconds, she thought. And then Nick began erupting into pleasure again, and for a split second she thought she wouldn’t finish, but she did. She kept riding for a few seconds after he was done, moaning out her satisfaction with a few final snaps of her hips.

  “That was awesome,” Nick said. He dealt with the second condom, and then he kissed her on the lips. “Can you just keep doing that indefinitely? How many times can you come in a row?”

 
“I would have said once,” she said. “At best. Now, with you? I don’t know. At the moment I feel pretty satisfied, but if you were to start touching me, I honestly don’t know what would happen.” She snuggled in closer, and he kissed the top of her head.

  Nick was stroking her hair as he spoke. “Can you spend the night?”

  “Yes. I’ll should text Jolene so she doesn't worry.” She stood up to retrieve her phone from the other room, and suddenly felt shy at her nakedness. She grabbed her shirt and put it on, making Nick chuckle.

  “You know I already saw everything, right?” he called after her.

  She got a drink of water and visited the bathroom before returning to the bedroom wearing only her shirt. She placed her phone on the bedside table after setting the alarm. “I have to get up early, so I have time to go home and get ready,” she said. “I’m glad I picked up a toothbrush to keep here.”

  “You could keep some clothes here, too,” he said. “In fact, you could move all your stuff here. We could live together.”

  Her heart turned over. It was what she was thinking, too, but she knew better than to be swayed by sex.

  “Nick, we just had a very good first time together. It’s not a good time to make decisions like that.”

  “What makes you think I just made that decision? I’ve been thinking about it since I rented this place. Before that, even. And the rent is really cheap. I wouldn’t even need you to pitch in. Or you could do something like pay for the internet if you really wanted to, but it doesn’t matter to me. Besides, it seems like you might need to move out of your sister’s place.”

  Julie kissed him. “I appreciate the offer. I really do. But I don’t want to move in with you unless both of us are sure we are ready for it. Just because I might have to move out of my sister’s place isn’t a reason for me to move in with you. We aren’t there yet. Besides,” she said, wondering if she should really be bringing up a sore spot, “you want to have a bunch of kids and I’m not sure I want to do that.”

  Nick hugged her. “I see that as progress. Before, you said you didn’t want to have kids. Now, you just said you aren't sure you want to have a bunch. You can’t blame me for hoping you’ll want to have one or two.”

  Julie’s heart flipped again, but she suppressed it. “We shouldn’t be having this conversation,” she said. “But I know what conversation we should have, right now. I’m starving and we hardly have any food. Do you want a bowl of cereal or something?”

  “Let’s order a pizza,” he said, hugging her again. “I don’t want our first meal here to be a bowl of cereal.” He picked up his phone and called Sorrentino’s. “Deluxe OK?” he asked while he waited for the call to go through. She nodded, and he placed the order and gave the address, specifying that they’d need to ring the bell and wait because he was in the apartment above.

  “Oh, Catarina Loveridge’s apartment,” somebody said. Her head was so close to Nick’s that she could clearly hear the guy at the pizza place.

  “That’s right. But it’s mine now,” Nick said.

  “You’d better put on some pants,” she said when he hung up.

  “I bet we have time for one more before they get here,” he said.

  She smacked him playfully on the butt. “I’m not willing to take that chance. They’re usually fast, and I’m really hungry,” she said. “Probably because I always have to do all the work with you.”

  “Oh, now you’ve done it,” he said. “On your back, woman.” He put on a condom in record speed and moved Julie onto her back. He was in her within seconds, making her let out a playful yell of protest. But then she realized that he had adjusted his movements based on how she had ridden him. He’d figured out that what she needed was for the two of them to grind together, and he’d remembered just the right speed and pressure, and she realized to her shock and delight that she was going to have yet another orgasm. And then she stopped thinking, put back her head and moaned. As soon as he knew she was satisfied, he sped up his thrusts until he was also moaning out his pleasure.

  And then he withdrew and went straight into the bathroom, looking very pleased with himself. When he returned, he quickly dressed, and was just fastening his pants when the doorbell rang.

  “I told you,” Julie said, smiling. “You cut it pretty close there.”

  “Nonsense. Everything is going to plan,” he said. “Be right back.” He did the hair thing, and Julie realized she hadn’t seen him do that for a while.

  She heard the clatter of him running down the stairs, and then she heard him returning and placing the pizza on the kitchen table. She pulled on her clothes and joined him there.

  “We have water to drink,” he said. “And one of us is going to drink it from a coffee cup, because I’ve been too busy making you come to wash the new water glasses,” he said with a smile. He placed one green plastic cup with a bar logo and shamrocks on it and one coffee mug full of water on the table, and brought out two mismatched plates.

  “Dinner is served,” he said.

  “I see we are dining formally tonight,” she said.

  “I brought out the good china,” he said. “Be careful with that St. Patrick’s Day glass. It was my great-grandmother’s. I believe she got quarter beers all day after purchasing it.”

  Julie took a sip. “My family heirlooms are so boring. I don’t think my great-grandmother attended any St. Patrick’s Day … soirees.”

  “Your family is boring,” Nick agreed, loading his plate with several big slices of pizza. “You must have some Irish in you, with all that red hair.”

  “Irish-English and Dutch,” she said. “Go ahead and make the joke about me not being able to decide between whiskey and marijuana.” She took a dainty bite of pizza, despite her hunger.

  “Hoffman is German,” he said. “I guess that means beer, sausages and potatoes. But I’ll make do with water and pizza tonight.” He was well into his second piece, while Julie had eaten only half a slice. That wasn’t from lack of hunger; that was from wanting to look ladylike.

  Nick lifted his coffee mug and waited for her to raise her plastic cup.

  “To us,” he said. The plastic cup didn’t make for a very satisfying clink, but they both smiled. Julie dared to take a bigger bite of her pizza.

  “Sorrentino’s has all the big chains beat,” she said, and he nodded in agreement. She dared to take a second slice, since Nick was on his fourth. But she resolved to make herself stop at three pieces. She didn’t want to look like a pig, and she didn’t want her belly to stick out from stuffing herself.

  “I’m really happy we got this place,” Nick said. His hand reached for hers and they held hands over the table. “But I wonder why Catarina made it so cheap. Did you get the impression she and Tanya cooked something up when they went to get the ice cream?”

  “At first I thought Catarina was just going to tell her friend to knock off the fortune-telling,” Julie said. “But then, when they came back, it seemed more like Tanya had convinced Catarina of something.

  “I thought the same thing,” Julie said. “And she said she saw me living here. But maybe she just meant that I’d be hanging out here a lot.”

  “When she said I had been making some changes, I immediately felt she was onto something. I have been trying to change all kinds of things. Trying to change my body and build up muscle. Trying to establish a career. Trying to find my passion in life. And finally,” he said, giving her hand a squeeze, “trying to establish a relationship with you.”

  They smiled at each other.

  “But I wasn’t so happy when she said I needed to be patient because I wasn’t going to get everything I want,” he said.

  “You know, we’re sitting here discussing the accuracy of a tea leaves reading,” Julie said. “Let’s not forget that sort of thing is just for fun.”

  Nick blew past her argument. “So what do you think she meant when she said I wasn’t going to get everything I want?”

  Julie withdrew her hand s
o she could help herself to what she vowed would be her very last piece of pizza tonight. “Well, you want to have a house full of mini-Nicks. Maybe she meant you aren’t going to get that,” she said.

  “I’m still young. I have plenty of years to have a family,” he said. He turned to fill his coffee cup with more water and drank the whole thing down in a few swallows.

  “Ah, not according to Madame Tanya,” she said lightly. But she felt uncomfortable with the knowledge that the two of them wanted different things. Wasn’t it supposed to be the other way around? Weren’t women supposed to long to make babies, causing their boyfriends to run the other way?

  “Julie?” Nick waved his hand in front of her face. “Hey there?”

  She snapped to attention. “I’m sorry.” She steered the conversation into a slightly different direction. “Why do you think Catarina made the rent so cheap? I’m almost positive she was going to quote a higher number until Tanya talked her into dropping it.”

  Nick nodded his head. “I had the same feeling. But I didn’t want to question it and make her think it was too low. Maybe the place is haunted or something.” He made a face, pretending he was scared, and began looking all around as if searching for ghosts.

  “It doesn’t quite make sense,” Julie said.

  “But it’s great. With rent this cheap, I can still pay off my student loans fast, and I’ll be able to support a bunch of kids in no time,” he said.

  Julie’s heart fell. It was tempting to just go with the happy, easy-going mood, but that wouldn’t do. “Nick,” she said. His eyes met hers. “Nick, you aren’t going to get everything you want.”

  He didn’t answer her. Not with his voice, anyway. But his eyes looked at her imploringly.

  “We have a great thing going here, but I’m serious when I say I that I don’t want to prioritize motherhood over a career. It’s really important to me that I be able to support myself. I don’t want to be dependent on a man. Not any man. Not even you. If you’re absolutely positive you want to have children, maybe you should be dating someone who wants the same thing.”