by Ava Walsh
“Brandon was always there for me, just like you were. You guys are the best,” Nick replied, with that smile of his that made goosebumps cover my exposed arms.
“You’re in a reminiscent mood, aren’t you?” I asked, as I noticed him shift in his seat.
“Something like that. Thanks to Lara’s attitude, I’m feeling something more.” I stared as he spoke and watched Nick shake his head. “I just want something familiar tonight. I don’t want those groupies that just want the name to drop around to impress the other groupies. I want something real. This is all happening so fast.” I just listened as I heard the pain in his voice that I’d heard ten years before. He sounded like the same broken boy who had just lost his mother.
“Nick, this is your dream. You’re twenty-five, and this is what you’ve worked for your whole life. She sees every bit of this. I promise.” I looked at him as he leaned forward and looked into my eyes.
“Can I ask you a favor?”
Chapter Two
“What’s that?” I asked, as he licked his full lips and looked at me.
“I don’t want to be alone tonight, Melissa.” I frowned as I wondered what he meant. “I don’t want one of the vapid women in that house tonight that doesn't even know me. I want someone that does. I want someone that gets me, if only for tonight.”
“Nick, you could have any woman that you want,” I whispered, as he focused his intense gaze on me. “What are you asking me?” I had wanted him for so long that it was like breathing at this point in my life. I had saved myself for whatever fantasy I had in my head about him, coming so close but not being able to give myself to anyone. That was sad at twenty-two, considering that he’d slept with more women than I cared to think about.
“I want you, Mel. I want you in my bed tonight. I don’t want this party like Brandon does, not this evening,” Nick told me, as heat warmed my skin. “You’ve gotten more beautiful over the years and something about you tonight just takes me back to the past.”
“I don’t know if the past is where you need to be, Nick. You have a whole future to think about,” I said, as I thought about the kiss we had shared when I was sixteen and he was eighteen. It was at a party and very sudden as he was drunk and feeling this very same way. It was the best kiss that I’d ever had, and nothing since had compared to it. The way he’d pressed me against the wall still played back through my mind as his tongue had met mine in something that I had never felt before. “There’s a party in your honor going on in there, your team’s honor. It is for all of your hard work.”
I knew that Brandon and Bonnie could never know about our kiss. He was too protective of me, and I was certain that he had warned every friend of his to stay away from his sister. The only guys I’d ever dated were from school or the part of my life that was separate from Brandon.
And Bonnie…she loved her brother, but she knew what a bad boy image he had made for himself. The women, the partying and some of the scandals that he’d been involved in disappointed her and his family. She’d never see Nick as fit to be with me. Bonnie knew that I hadn’t had sex yet, and she wanted it to be special for me. This, what he was asking for, wasn’t going to be that way in anybody’s eyes.
“Are you proud of me?” Nick asked, as I felt my nipples harden under my lace bra.
“So proud. I knew that you would get here, you and Bran,” I assured him, as he smiled at me again. “I’ve watched you since you were just boys, and look at you now.”
“Do you remember our kiss?” Nick asked, as I flushed deeply. “I never stopped thinking about it, but you were too young then. You weren’t ready for me. Now you’re nearly done with college, and you have grown so much.”
“Nick, what about the other women?” I asked, as he winced and stretched out his legs. “You’ve been caught with married women, daughters of coaches and so many others. I am not interested in that kind of life.” I led a quiet life that just involved my classes and working at a little bookstore to make some of my own money. I didn’t hang out with a lot of people other than Bonnie and a party like this was way out of my league. Brandon and Nick did this kind of thing every weekend.
“Coach has had a few talks with me. I’ve calmed down,” Nick said, as he glanced behind himself. “Let’s go for a walk.”
I knew that I should say no, but I was a little drunk. I was a lot into him and what he was offering me. I nodded and stood with him as he took my hand and led me to the part of the backyard that overlooked Lake Washington. It was this beautiful grassy area with flowers and a railing that looked right over the water, and it was my favorite part of this house. “Look, do you remember when I was fifteen?”
I nodded. It was when Nick and Bonnie’s mother had died, and I’d found him rocking on the floor in our basement. Everybody was upset, and it was quiet down there and twelve-year-old me only thought that he needed a hug. I sat beside him and wrapped my arms around him and just let him cry. It broke my heart to see a strong boy like him so upset, as the tears tore through his body. “I do. Very well.”
“That’s when it started with the girls. Don’t you see that? I watched Bonnie move on but my heart was still so broken and I tried to make it beat somehow. Mom was always there for games and even practices and then she was gone all of a sudden. Dad didn’t handle things well and stopped coming, but there were so many women that wanted to be with me. I turned to them.” He shook his head. “Your kiss was the only one that I ever felt inside of me.”
Nick watched me lean against the railing and stare over the water as I took in what he was saying. “I know that feeling.” I gasped as he turned me to face him and cupped my face in his hands. “Nick?” His lips covered mine and I felt them mold against mine as he pressed against me. Heat rose between us. I slipped my arms around his waist and felt his muscles under his shirt as our tongues touched slowly. When did I open my lips? I moaned as the kiss deepened and he wrapped an arm around me and tugged me closer.
He kissed me until I couldn’t breathe before he pulled away and stared into my face. “Do you feel this?”
“I feel…I don’t know what’s happening to me right now. I just came to celebrate with you guys.”
“You don’t come around enough, Mel. Why not?” Nick asked, before he pressed his lips against mine again.
We kissed for either an hour or several before he pulled me by the hand towards the house. I wasn’t going to stop him as we snuck around to the side entrance and made our way quietly to his room. My lips were swollen and tingling and my body was on fire. Nick opened his door and we walked into the huge room before he closed and locked the door. “What if they look for me?”
“Brandon and Bonnie? She’s drunk and dancing and he’s making an ass out of himself. He’s practically giddy over this and he’s been buzzing ever since we won that game. Add a few beers and he’s lost for the night,” Nick replied, as I stared at him and walked towards him. “I am lost in you.”
I kissed Nick, and he wrapped his muscled arms around me and pulled me close. We knew each other this way by now, and our embrace was heated and clumsy as I pushed him back on the bed. Our kiss was hungry and rough, and I felt him press against my core and harden against me. I moaned against his lips. “I want you, Mel.” His whisper was quiet in the dark, and I slid my hands under his loose shirt as he groaned. I moved to unbutton it and slide it back, then leaned down to kiss his hard chest and tried not to think about Lara leaving the pool house as she adjusted her clothing. Had she already done this?”
Nick lifted his hips to press against me, and I gasped. He rubbed through his jeans and my lace underwear, and the friction was everything that I needed as I found his mouth with mine. I rocked against him as he slid his hands down to cup my ass and hold me to him. I whimpered. “Nick. I’m so close,” I told him, as he slipped his hands under my simple shirt and lifted it over my head. He kissed me again as he stroked my small breasts over the lace. His body still moved against mine, and I closed my eyes at the combined
pleasure of his cock and hands before I felt him slipping my bra off.
“So beautiful,” Nick told me, as he leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth. The pressure was intense as he sucked me between his teeth and I felt him slip against my clit. I let out a ragged moan. “You could come from this alone, couldn’t you?” I nodded as I bit my lip. “I knew that you’d feel every touch like this. I knew that you would be this way.”
Nick moved us so I was on my back and looked me over. His hand stroked my leg, and I relaxed against his pillow as he slipped a finger under my underwear and stroked me softly. “Nick. I don’t know if we should do this.” My legs parted as I spoke and he slipped his finger over me to find where I really needed him. “Oh, God.” I came as he stroked my hardened clit and cried out his name as he watched me with hungry eyes. Regardless of his troubled past, Nick knew how to touch me, and I watched in silence as he moved down between my legs and licked me with one firm stroke of his tongue. “Did you do this tonight with Lara?’
“No. She tried, but she didn’t get more than a kiss out of me. I haven’t been able to think about anything but you since I saw you tonight. I missed you, Mel,” Nick told me, then he pressed his mouth against me. His tongue and lips eased me into another release before I felt his teeth on me. I moaned his name and slipped my hands into his hair. “I love your taste, Melissa. I love making you come.”
“I want to make you come,” I told him, as Nick raised his head to look at me. “Nick, I haven’t had sex before. I don’t think that you want me like that. It’s not your thing, but I can do other things for you.” His eyes widened as he kissed my leg.
“Never? Why not?”
“I just didn’t want anyone like that. I couldn’t go through with it,” I explained, as Nick slipped my skirt off and left me bare before him.
“Now?” Nick asked, as I took a deep breath.
“I want it more than ever. I just don’t know if you do,” I whispered. He smiled and shook his head.
“I shouldn’t. You need this to be special, and I just need to be close to you. I need you now more than anything,” Nick told me, as he stood and unbuttoned his jeans. “Do you want me?”
“More than anything.” He dropped the jeans and was hard underneath. I licked my lips. “You’re beautiful.”
“You are. You’re too good for me. Bonnie always told me that when she started to pick up on my feelings for you and I know she’s right.” Nick stepped forward to kneel on the bed and stare at me.
I crawled forward. My thighs pulsed and my nipples ached. I wanted him so bad, and I took the tip of him into my mouth. He let out a low moan. Thick and hard, Nick still slid so easily into my throat as I reached around to pull him closer. I let him slip inside again and again. His hands knotted in my hair as I gave him control. “Melissa, I am close. Tell me to stop unless you’re ready to swallow everything I’ve been holding back from you for years.”
I tried to stay still, but I pulled back as he came and it splashed into my face, mouth and down my chest as he watched in horror. I took a deep breath and took him back into my mouth as he stroked my hair and jerked forward. He was salty and a little sweet, and it was overwhelming. I pulled away and took a deep breath. I knew that I was covered with him, and Nick dropped down to look into my face.
“Baby, are you okay? I couldn’t stop.” I nodded as I watched him wipe my face off with shaking hands. “Let’s take a shower and wash you off. I feel terrible.”
Nick led me to the shower in the attached bathroom and started the hot water as I took in what had happened between us. He led me into the large glass stall and under the stream of water. “Other girls will do anything for you, won’t they?”
Chapter Three
“Jesus, Mel. That doesn’t mean a thing to me right now.” He washed me off, and I knew that my dark liner and mascara were running down my face as I let him. How would I explain that to anyone? I felt him behind me, and my body reminded me how much I wanted him. I bit my lip. “Stand under the water. I made a mess of you.”
I did, as he ran his hands over my nipples. “That was hot, Nick. I’d never swallowed before, and I was scared to, but it’s you.” I turned to face him and kissed him as he pulled me against him. We got lost in it all over again, and I felt him shut the water off. I looked forward to see him opening the shower and reaching for a towel that he used to dry me off with before swiping it over his own skin,
I knew that this was going to happen as he lifted me to the bed and spread my legs. I glanced down to see him hard, and he reached for something in a drawer. “I am careful, Mel. I am going to use this tonight, but I swear I always do. I get tested as well. I’m clean.”
“I trust you,” I said, as I scooted back against the pillows.
“I don’t want to hurt you. Tell me if you want me to stop at all.” Nick rolled the condom over himself and lowered himself to his knees. He told me to relax, and he kissed my thighs and then my stomach. I watched everything as I marveled that this was happening. Nick moved forward and kissed my lips. I felt him against me as I took in a deep breath and held it as he pushed forward. “You’re so tight, baby. You feel good. Doing okay?”
“Yes, Nick. More please.” He smiled as he claimed me again with his mouth and his body. He moved just a little deeper and took a raspy breath. “Fuck, Mel.”
I felt the sting as he slid deeper. Crying out, I slipped my legs around him before I started to rock against him. “Nick,” I panted, as he took my cue and drove himself deeper inside of me.
I told myself that this was just the one night and that he just needed comfort. Nick was moving in and out with deep thrusts as I moaned and moved with him, my body starting to edge towards another orgasm. I had never felt this way before and Nick sucked a nipple into his mouth as he moved harder and faster. “Mel, I’m going to come again. Come with me,” Nick begged me, as he rested against my damp chest and moved slow and hard.
I let myself relax and surprised both of us when we came together, and he dropped over me. “Wow,” I breathed, as I felt him pull out and rest next to me on the bed. “That was…everything I imagined it would be.”
“It was something,” Nick agreed, as he looked me over like he could go for round two in seconds.
“Do you feel better?” I asked, and he grinned and dropped onto his stomach.
“Your pussy felt amazing so yes, I feel better. I feel like I did this with someone that cares for me.” Nick took a deep breath and stroked my stomach with his fingertips. “You know that you were the only person back when Mom died that didn’t tell me how sorry you were? I heard every version of that and felt like I needed to be strong or something. You just comforted me.”
“It’s all I knew how to do. It was a mess upstairs, and I guess we just wanted some quiet.” I shrugged. “I was only twelve.”
“Wise beyond your years, Mel. You always were,” Nick assured me, as he leaned forward and kissed my shoulder.
“Should we go down to the party?” I asked after a few moments. He looked into my eyes and kissed me again. “Bonnie is going to be looking for me, more than likely.”
“She’s staying here. You both were already,” Nick said, as he slipped his hand between my legs. I moaned as he stroked me and felt his lips on my neck. “Stay in here.”
“Are you insane? They won’t just let me disappear for the night, never to be seen again.” I rocked against him as his finger slid inside of me and started to move with me. “Oh, God. How much comfort do you need?”
I found out as I was pushed to my knees and he took me again. It was different and wonderful, and I held onto the headboard as he drove into me over and over. My virginity seemed like something I had never had as I begged him for more and came just after him, though weaker than before. I was just amazed that I had done it that many times in a row.
I convinced him that we needed to make an appearance downstairs and went into the bathroom. I looked like a different person altogether,
and I washed my face as best I could and pulled my hair up into a random tie that was on the counter. Nick laughed as he saw the look on my face and assured me that it was Bonnie’s. He told me that he used the pool room for sex, and no girls came in here. It was sacred space. “You brought me in here.”
“You’re a sacred person to me,” Nick walked into his room and put his clothes back on. I put mine back on and told him that the story was that I got sick outside, and we chilled in his room for a little while.
Nick was right about a few things. Our best friends were drunk and having a great time dancing. Once they knew that I was feeling better, they pulled me out onto the dance floor and made me stay out there, and even Nick joined us. His spirits seemed to have lifted, and he acted as goofy as Brandon as he moved to the songs. He even moved against me a few times and my body reacted as I tried to control myself. One night. There was no need for anybody to know about it,
The house finally emptied around four, and I asked the guys how much they had paid their neighbors not to be angry with them. “They were all here,” Nick told me. I met his eyes and blushed a little. Bonnie was ready for bed, and she said that she’d be in the guest room as she padded barefoot to the hallway that led to it. I helped the guys clean up a bit before Brandon headed to his room and I looked at Nick. “So this is good night, I guess.”
“Sleep in my room?” I laughed and shook my head.
“That won’t fly as much as everything else did tonight,” I promised him, as something that resembled sadness crossed his face. “Thank you.” I looked around at the space and lifted myself to my toes to kiss his cheek. Nick watched me walk away as I went to the room where Bonnie was already passed out and laid beside her on the king sized mattress, then stared at the ceiling.