by Ruby Scott
My hand was leading a life of its own and continued pushing the limits of how far they could go. Nikki’s chest was rising and falling with such pace now that I knew I was making her aroused. She slightly moved her legs further apart and I moved my hand up until I could feel the wet lace of her underwear beneath my fingertips. This was my sign that she wanted me. I removed my hand and moved myself towards her so that I was now sitting with her thighs resting on my lap and I pulled my legs up onto the couch too so that our bodies could easily line up when the moment arose. I put my hand out and touched the soft skin of her cheek and I looked deep into her eyes. They were longing for me and I was longing for her. I slowly moved my face closer to hers and I could see her losing control as I teased her by taking my time. She held her lips up motioning me towards her but I teased her stopping just short enough so she couldn’t reach. I slid my other hand back between her thighs and found the edge of her panties. I slowly started to peel them down her legs as I kept the closeness between our faces, still teasing her with my breath. I moved slowly down her body kissing her legs as I pulled the underwear over her feet and placed them on the ground beside us. She was wriggling beneath me desperate to have me inside of her and I couldn’t wait to please her every need. I ran my lips up her legs and chased it with my hand. As my hand pressed between her thighs, I grazed my lips up to her face and over her lips. I let my fingers slowly enter her, still holding her gaze without kissing her. I wanted to so badly but I wanted to kiss her at just the perfect time. As my fingers moved faster, Nikki bit her lip and she rolled her head back, her hands gripping the couch beneath us. She tried to suppress her pleasurable moans and I leant down to her ear and whispered.
“I want to hear you, Nikki.”
I looked back into her eyes and she opened her mouth releasing her enjoyment. I took my hand from between us and brought my legs over so I was now lying on top of her. I pulled her down so she was no longer propped up on the pillows and her face was flat beneath mine. I looked at her and gently lowered my lips to hers, and as soon as our mouths met, passion exploded between us. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and it danced with mine in ways I hadn’t experienced before. I raised myself from her and pulled my top off never once looking away from her. Her eyes widened as she reached out to touch my body. She hung on to the edge of my pants and pulled me back down, kissing me ardently. Our bodies thrusted against each other in a rush to feel every inch of arousal that we could find. I hesitantly ripped myself away from her and stepped onto the ground. I held out my hand and she placed hers in mine. I lead her to my bedroom.
Nikki
I followed Sam to the bedroom to the right of the lounge room and he practically threw me onto the king size bed in the middle of the room. He jumped on top of me and I could feel his excitement pushing against my hip. He pulled my top and bra off and then lowered my skirt. He looked over me, from head to toe, while he undid his pants and revealed his large penis that stood hard and ready just for me. I gasped and he grinned with pride and hunger. He crawled on top of me and I could see the muscles in his arms tensing as he held himself up. His abdominal muscles protruded from his heavy body and I made sure I got one last touch before his naked skin lowered itself onto mine; closing the gap between us. His hands made their way over my entire body.
“You are so beautiful Nikki.” He said as he paused to look into my eyes and make sure I could see his sincerity.
Although I had an anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach this entire time, I hadn’t realised until now that a tear had taken its own initiative and travelled out of the corner of my eye towards my hair beneath me.
“Nikki what’s wrong? You’re crying?”
He pulled his body off me and lay next to me propped up so he could still look into my eyes. I raised my hands to my face and found the escaped tear slowly rolling away. Shit, what was I going to tell him? How was I going to explain this? I didn’t even know I had a problem till about five minutes ago. I really want to have sex with Sam, I know I do. This has nothing to do with him.
“Nikki?”
He looked so worried and I sat up, conceding to the realisation that we weren’t going to continue. Sam pulled the bedspread from under us so it came up around our shoulders and I held it around my body, suddenly insecure again about my nudity. He reached up to my face as I sat there in silence.
“I’m sorry.” He said and I looked into his eyes full of guilt.
“I was really enjoying this Sam. I wanted everything. I wanted more. Just…” I hesitated and he waited for me to continue without pushing me.
“I don’t know why I’m upset. I actually don’t think I’m upset. I just feel sick I think…wait no, not sick. I didn’t mean it like that. Oh, I’m just making things confusing, I’m sorry.” I had no idea how to explain myself without just blurting out my exact thoughts. I just wasn’t completely sure about them at the moment so I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to share them.
“Please don’t feel bad Kari. I shouldn’t have gone so fast so soon. I shouldn’t have even got you into this situation to begin with.”
I looked over at Sam, fear now coming into my mind that maybe he didn’t actually want me.
“Do you regret this?”
“That’s not what I meant at all Nikki. I loved every second but…well I just…you’ve come so far and this is inappropriate for obvious reasons and, myself being the older one, I should have made sure this wouldn’t happen.”
“I haven’t had sex in six years.” There you go, I just blurted it out. “I haven’t felt someone touch me in six years. I haven’t felt needed or wanted in six years. And I guess I never really did.” I felt further pain come to the surface as I bared my secrets to Sam. “I haven’t ever felt the way you made me feel, not even when I was having sex. I’m sorry, I should go.”
I began to stand up and Sam pulled my arm back to stop me. He placed his hands on my cheeks and kissed me lightly.
“It breaks my heart to know that you have never felt needed or wanted. You are the most amazing woman I have met and the scars you bear only make you more attractive in my eyes. You have such courage and strength and beauty and you deserve to be loved every day for the rest of your life.”
We looked at each other searching each other’s faces for an answer we didn’t know the question of.
“Will you be my first Sam?”
“Are you sure?”
“More sure than I've ever been.”
Sam
I know I shouldn’t have let things get sexual with Nikki but there was something so strong between us and after Saturday night, I couldn’t go back. I didn’t want to go back but I just wish we didn’t have all the complications that came along with us being ‘together’, and plus there was Beth. Sooner or later it would come out and Nikki had to hear it from me first.
Every time I see Nikki now, I fall deeper and deeper for this girl. Everything about her excites me and she continues to surprise me with her knowledge, her humour and her support.
I picked up the phone and dialled, waiting to hear Nikki’s endearing voice on the other end.
“I need you to come in here straight away, Nikki.” I ordered trying to be as serious as possible.
She walked through the doors almost immediately and I could see the worry written on her face but she didn’t speak.
“You have been a very bad assistant, Nikki.” I said and started to grin.
She immediately relaxed and walked over to me. She ran her finger from one end of my desk to the other. She was so sexy. I had to use all my willpower not to dive across the desk right now and kiss her.
“What are you going to do about it, huh?”
I slowly walked around and stood inches from her face, trying so hard to stay in character.
“Hmm, what would be a suitable punishment for such a naughty girl?”
“Oh don’t go easy on me sir, I’m no girl, I am all woman.” She raised her eyebrows at me and I went crazy with desire
for this side of Nikki I was yet to see and explore.
“Really. Well, I’ll have to fuck you really hard then!”
Nikki tried to keep a smile from coming onto her face. She turned around and suddenly pushed everything off my desk. She had shocked me into silence and she looked at me. She had obviously shocked herself too, and we both burst into laughter.
She jumped on my desk; sitting on the edge and opened her legs. She grabbed my tie and pulled me towards her.
“Then fuck me, sir, I’ll show you hard.”
This time, I bit my lip. I pushed her down onto the desk so she was lying flat on her back and I lay on top of her with my legs entwined in hers. I could see her breasts through the buttons that had popped open and I thrust my hands inside grabbing them hard. And then I kissed her hard. Our hands were going crazy trying to rip each other’s clothes off, our tongues were travelling in every single direction on every part of our bodies. And then? And then we slowed down and we made love; soft, hard, slow, fast, mind-blowing, exhausting love.
We were now panting in each other’s arms on the faux fur rug under my desk; naked, sweating and delirious to where we were. Until there was a knock at the door.
“Hang on!” I yelled out, almost too quickly and I rushed around chucking clothes to Nikki as I hopped on one leg at a time pulling my pants back on. It seemed like a lifetime until we looked presentable again but with my constant shouts to the person on the other side of the door to WAIT! I think we may have managed.
“Hunter, my man. How are you? Sorry to keep you waiting.” I shook my accountant’s hand and lead him into the room as Nikki slipped passed with a small smile in his direction.
“Sorry Hunter, we were on quite an important phone call and I couldn’t wrap it up any quicker.”
He looked at me questioningly for a second and then decided to go along with my lie.
Nikki
The elevator became a routine make-out for me and Sam this week. At first the mirrors encircling us made me a little insecure but once that passed, they managed to make everything even more exciting. I could see Sam’s physique from every angle, and every angle was amazing.
When we arrived at my house, Dad invited Sam in for dinner. He seemed very hesitant (of course I knew why), but my dad insisted and Sam couldn’t say no any more times.
We sat at the table and Helen, being a chef, had really outdone herself with the array of choices covering the table between us. I was sitting next to Sam and every time Helen or my dad talked to him, I slipped my hand up his leg until I couldn’t go any further. It was fun seeing Sam squirm in his seat and his voice change octaves every time my touch got a little too much.
“So Sam, how’s Beth going?” Dad asked, and I felt Sam’s legs tense up under my hand. I looked up at him and his whole demeanour had changed. He was stiff and looked worried. I went to remove my hand from his lap but he grabbed it and squeezed it tight and didn’t let go.
“She’s okay. She is still away at the moment but she will be back at work next week. Can you please pass me the corn mum?”
I noticed Sam’s poor attempt of trying to change the subject but the fact that it sounded like Beth was a colleague put me at some ease. She must have been an ex-girlfriend or a fling from work. I slowly retreated my hand from Sam’s but gave him a smile to make sure he knew I wasn’t upset…yet anyway.
“And how are the wedding plans going, sweetie? Did Beth find a dress up there?”
NOW I WAS UPSET! I stepped in straight away trying to stay neutral to the conversation.
“Wedding? I didn’t know you were getting married Sam?” My intention was to say this and look straight into his eyes so he could see how angry I was, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at his pathetic face.
“Well actually mum…”
I couldn’t listen anymore.
“I’m not feeling very well. I’ll be back in a second.” I excused myself from the table and headed down the hallway towards my bedroom. I made it just in time for my breakdown.
I cried and cried and I didn’t make it back to the table to finish dinner.
Dad came in later to ask if I was okay and tell me Sam had said bye. I told him I was feeling a little better and I thought it was just a stomach bug. He seemed happy with my answer and left me to sleep my ‘stomach bug’ away. If only it were that easy.
Sam
The second I reached my car I drove around the corner and stopped to ring Nikki. If she had stayed at the dinner table she would have realised that I wasn’t lying to her.
I dialled her number but I kept getting her message bank. I should have expected that but I wanted to at least try talking before I had to try and explain it all in a message. But I guess a message was now my only option.
NIKKI, CAN I PLEASE COME AND TALK TO YOU?”
Nothing.
NIKKI, I’M SORRY I’VE HURT YOU. BETH AND I ARE OVER.’
Nothing again. I guess I had no choice but to type it all out in a text.
‘BETH AND I WERE ENGAGED BUT WE DECIDED TO TAKE A BREAK FOUR WEEKS AGO AND THINGS HAVEN’T GOTTEN BETTER. THEY HAVE GOT WORSE. AND THEN I MET YOU AND I GOT BETTER. I DON’T LOVE BETH AND I HAVEN’T FOR LONGER THAN I WANTED TO ADMIT. PLEASE LET ME COME AND TALK TO YOU.’
Five minutes passed and I still hadn’t got a reply. I was just about to send another message and my phone vibrated in my hand with a message.
‘A BREAK IS NOT A BREAK-UP.’
That was all. She did have a very strong argument there but I was willing to do anything to make things right again.
‘NIKKI, I UNDERSTAND THAT AND I KNOW IT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH BUT IN MY MIND, THE MOMENT BETH AND I DECIDED TO ‘BREAK’, WE WERE OVER. I DIDN’T WANT TO TELL ANYONE BECAUSE I WAS EMBARRASSED. I FELT LIKE I HAD FAILED. I SPOKE TO BETH AFTER LAST SATURDAY AND I FINISHED THINGS FOR GOOD. BECAUSE I WANT TO BE WITH YOU. I HAVE FALLEN FOR THE MOST INCREDIBLE WOMAN AND THAT IS YOU.’
‘SO YOU WERE TECHNICALLY STILL WITH HER WHILE WE WERE FUCKING ON SATURDAY NIGHT?’
‘PLEASE DON’T SAY IT LIKE THAT. I MADE A MISTAKE BUT I PROMISE YOU I HAVEN’T SEEN BETH SINCE YOU ARRIVED. PLEASE GIVE ME THE CHANCE TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU.’
Ten minutes passed and still nothing. I decided to drive home and try again in the morning. I had ruined everything.
Two in the morning and my phone vibrated in my hand. I had fallen asleep holding it, in the hope Nikki would message me. Four hours later and she finally did. I opened the message.
‘OKAY.’
Okay? I looked back at my previous message to see what she meant. She was giving me another chance. I smiled and fell asleep with Nikki’s message sitting in the palm of my hand. I could almost feel her warmth around me.
Nikki
I woke up the next morning feeling like I hadn’t slept at all. After thinking about everything that had happened the night before, my calmer more rational self, (and with more sleep), began to realise that maybe Sam hadn’t really done anything too bad; nothing I couldn’t forgive at least. I looked at my phone and I had a message from thirty minutes ago.
‘CAN I PICK YOU UP IN AN HOUR SO WE CAN TALK?’
I wanted to make him suffer for a bit but considering he wanted to pick me up in thirty minutes I sent back straight away, a little worried that he may have made other plans in the time it had taken for me to write back.
‘SURE.’
He messaged me when he was out the front and I quickly slipped out the front door and into his car so we could race away without being spotted by Dad or Helen. Once we were around the corner, Sam reached into the back seat and pulled out a bouquet of red roses and handed them to me.
I tried to hide my excitement but smiled briefly.
“They are beautiful Sam.”
He reached over and squeezed my hand.
“You look amazing today Nikki. Like always.”
I smiled.
“I’m sorry about last night Nikki.” He pulled the car over to the side of the road, p
ut it in 'park' and turned his body towards me.
“I’ve fallen in love with you Nikki and I never ever want a day to go by without you.”
My heart pounded in my chest and my hands were sweating considerably. His sudden confession had stunned me, but more than anything, I just wanted to say it back.
“Let’s not talk about last night, Sam. I just want to get back to loving you.” I smiled sweetly and he leant over and kissed me with all the passion he had. And corny as hell, but we drove off into the sunset—in love, holding hands, and excited for the road ahead of us.
THE END
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