I could see the group of them gathered down at the bottom of the stairs. He tried to come up but Alex halted him. I stepped off the bottom step, smiling just for him.
“Sorry I took so long, it was a lot of hard work to look halfway decent,” I said with a laugh.
“Halfway decent—is that what you call this? You’re beautiful,” Nicholas said and I leaned in to kiss him. He held me tight to his body.
“We should get going, Nico. We have reservations.”
“You sure we can’t stay home?” Nicholas whispered in my ear.
“Let’s go,” I said, taking his hand and following Luke and Alex out of the house.
We had a driver taking us around, this was in case we chose to get drunk, or in my case, tipsy. The last time I was drinking I woke up the next morning alone with the worst hangover. After that I found out about the baby that was created during that drunken night. So I never have more than one drink if I’m outside of the house. Then again, I don’t have much because I needed to stay lucid for Layla.
When we got to the restaurant, it was crowded. There were people outside waiting, the bar was packed wall to wall with people. We stepped up to the podium and the hostess looked at Nicholas, licking her lips before shoving her obviously fake tits in his direction.
She let out a breathy sigh before she started talking. Nicholas snapped his fingers in front of her and she jumped back.
“Listen, you’re not here to flirt with me, especially when I have a gorgeous woman on my arm. You don’t exist other than to show me our table. If you can’t do that job, then I will speak with your boss. I think you may need time to think while you’re unemployed.”
“No, sir, I’m so sorry…I’ll show you to your table. This way.”
Alex was laughing behind us as we walked through the full restaurant, all eyes were on us. Nicholas put his arm around me, pulling me in front of him. He was trying to keep me from prying eyes. I could hear him cursing under his breath, saying things to people as we passed by them. I even think he threatened someone. When we got to our seats he put me on the inside, where I was hidden by a pillar. It was a nice pillar, and I guess it helped keep people from looking at me.
“This was a bad idea,” he said.
Luke stopped and looked around. “Is there someone that looks suspicious? Should I get more people in here?”
“No, it’s not that. I just didn’t like the way they were looking at her. “
“Get over it, Nico. Chris is a beautiful girl, they’re always looking.”
Nicholas growled a little bit; I just needed to find a way to calm him down. Keep his focus solely on me and me alone. I placed my hand on the inside of his thigh and traced little heart patterns along his pants. Inching up slowly, his hand pressed mine down as he halted my movements. I laughed a little bit then gave him a wink.
“Don’t tease, sweetheart,” he leaned in close to my ear and whispered.
“Who me? I’d never,” I said with another wink.
I let Nicholas order for me. I wasn’t familiar with this restaurant, but I trusted his judgment. I think he liked that a little too much. When our food came, I loved that he ordered me a pasta dish. At the same time I was jealous of the chicken Parmesan he ordered for himself. Eyeing the deliciousness that sat before him, he whispered to me that he’d share.
We laughed. I nursed a glass of wine along with a glass of water as he fed me pieces of his chicken. Alex told stories about us when we were younger. Luke did the same, telling stories about when he and Nicholas were growing up. Everything was wonderful, it had been so long since I had gotten out and had adult conversations that didn’t include my mom and dad being there.
Nicholas was loving and attentive, he made sure that I was comfortable and not too chilly. He made sure my food was okay, that I enjoyed the wine he’d chosen. I smiled at him and he nuzzled into my neck. I kissed his cheek tenderly. He pulled back, focused on my face.
“I’ve never felt like this in my life.”
“Neither have I.”
It was like we weren’t in that crowded restaurant, we weren’t with other people. It felt like we were alone, sharing a private moment.
“I want you for the rest of my life,” he said, and my breath hitched.
“Nicholas, you have me.” We leaned in to seal our admissions with a kiss when the shrill of a helium-like voice broke our moment.
“Hello, Nico. I see you’re slumming it.”
***
Nicholas
She was inches from my lips and I was seconds from telling Luke and Alex we’d see them later, I was going to take her home and ravage the fuck out of her. I had already been going over and over in my head about the dirty things I wanted to do. I wanted her to walk with the memory that I had been there the night before and then I heard that voice.
I turned to see Anise accompanied by a couple of her bimbo friends standing at the end of our table. I looked her up and down, wondering why I would have ever stooped so low as to agree to marry her. Now with the events of Anderson’s involvement with everything going on with Christianna, this bitch was at the wrong place at the wrong fucking time.
“Goodbye, Anise,” I said, hoping she could tell I was deadly serious.
“Goodbye to me? You can’t be serious. Look, you’ve had your fun and games and enough time playing daddy to that bastard—”
Christianna gasped. Alex jumped up and was about to lunge over Luke, but he was holding her back. I was up in her face, her plastic friends scurrying like roaches when the lights come on. I was pissed.
“You did not just call my daughter a bastard.”
She stood up straight, bumping her chest into mine. “Your daughter? You can’t believe that thing is yours.”
“Disrespect her one more time and I don’t give a flying fuck who witnesses me knocking the living shit out of you in this restaurant.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” She sneered.
“No, he wouldn’t, and I wouldn’t let him. However, I will kick the shit out of you without a care in the world,” Christianna said, pushing me to the side. “So go ahead, say one word out of turn about our daughter and we’ll see how much plastic surgery is needed to fix what I do to you.”
A smirk spread across Anise’s face. She placed her purse on the table and tried to look tough. Christianna took a step toward her with a huge smile.
“I’m waiting,” Christianna said. Anise’s face began to change as realization dawned on her that Christianna wasn’t going to back down.
“You’re an imbecile, Nico. You took this tramp’s word—”
“That’s it,” Christianna said as she lunged forward but stopped before her fist made contact with Luke.
Anise was so scared at the attempt that she jumped back, slipping on air and breaking a heel on what I would suspect were fake Louboutin shoes, falling to the floor with a loud thud.
“Mr. Prescotti, is there anything I can help you with, sir?”
“Yes, you can get me the check and box up one of each of your desserts for me to take home.”
“Yes, sir. Right away,” the maître d’ said before scurrying off.
Anise was over in the corner being babied by her friends and a couple of the wait staff. I stood in between my table and them while daring her to speak at all. Christianna had returned from being dragged to the bathroom by Alex so she would calm down. I grabbed her purse for her and stood with her cuddled against me.
“Your meal is on the house, Mr. Prescotti. I’ve boxed up two of each of our signature desserts. I do hope you’ll come back soon.”
“I will. I’ll call you in a few weeks.”
“Thank you, sir, and ma’am. Please enjoy the rest of your evening,” he said before walking to the group where Anise sat.
I threw a couple hundred dollars on the table for the waiter and took Christianna’s hand and led her out of the restaurant. Luke said that he and Alex were going to head to an afterhours club for some dancing. As much
as I wanted to slow dance with my woman, I really wanted to get her home. Luke and Alex took a taxi, letting us have the car.
We were a few minutes from the restaurant when I apologized to Christianna for what happened.
“Who was she?”
“Trouble, I wish I’d never met her.”
“Have you slept with her?”
“Hell no. I would never touch her.”
“How does she know about Layla?”
“That, sweetheart, is what I’m going to find out.”
She cuddled up to me and I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head.
“It’s a shame really, tonight was supposed to be this glorious night for you and me, then this happens.”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
Christianna let out a deep sigh and I turned to look at her face. She looked up at me with a smile tugging at her lips.
“I didn’t even get to tell you I’m not wearing any panties,” she said, shrugging her shoulders before looking out the window.
Choking on spit, I coughed. “What did you say?”
“Oh, I’m not wearing any panties. When I got dressed the panty lines were very visible so I just said oh well.”
“So the whole time I was sitting with you, you weren’t wearing any panties?”
“Nope, I don’t have any on.”
Like a typical male, I had to see for myself. I ran my hand slowly up the inside of her thigh. She opened her legs enough so I could slip my hand under her dress and then I felt that warm wetness that coated the tips of my fingers. “Fuck,” I let out a low whisper, ready to take her right here and now.
She looked up at me with those big blue eyes and pleaded, “Touch me, please.” I was a total goner.
Teasing her clit with my thumb, I ran the others down her slit until I found her opening. I slid one of my fingers into her slowly until it was all the way in as deep as I could get it. I watched as she threw her head back and let out a moan. I slipped my finger out and added a second. This time her hands clutched at my arm as her tongue ran up the expanse of my neck.
I didn’t want to do this here, we had a man driving us. Partition or not I didn’t trust people not to set up cameras and tape me unsuspectingly. “Baby, I don’t want to stop, but I don’t want to do this here in this car.”
“I know.”
“I’ll make love to you all night.”
“And do things to me with your fingers?”
“I’ll do all of it, sweetheart. I’m going to make you feel me deep in your pussy for a week.”
“Yes, please.”
Pulling my soaking fingers out of her, I watched her legs clamp together. I licked my fingers clean of her, moaning at the taste of her exquisiteness. I couldn’t help but kiss her a little bit longer and deeper, teasing her mouth with my tongue and letting her taste herself.
“I’m going to stick my tongue so deep into your pussy, I’m going to lap up all of the come you give to me, sweetheart,” I whispered. “I want you to ride my face and come all over it.”
“Don’t tease me unless you’re going to fuck me right here, Nicholas,” she whispered back.
“We’ll be home in seven minutes—be prepared. I’m going to give you a head start. You run up the stairs, go into my bedroom, and strip. Do you understand what I’m asking?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
I held her close to me for the last few minutes, I had to get my mind on something else other than what I knew. It made it harder on me because I could smell her heavenly scent all over the back of this car. If I had been driving her, this would have had a totally different outcome.
I would not have been able to hold it together, I would have pulled over in some dark, desolate area and had my way with her. I could picture it now, her riding me in the front seat of my car. Me holding onto her hips as I watched her slide up and down on me. Yeah, my dark fantasies aren’t helping at all. This woman was going to be the death of me in the best ways and I would welcome it.
When we turned onto the familiar street, I heard the blinker start to click and the gate open slowly. I watched as she leaned forward and started to unbuckle her shoes, stretching her legs while licking her lips.
Oh my girl is ready to play. The car stopped and the driver got out. He walked around the side, opening the door so she could climb out. She stood there, waiting for me to unlock the front door. As soon as the door was opened she was through and up the stairs like The Flash, not even missing a beat.
I would give her a few minutes so she could calm down. I would check in and make sure that everything was okay before I went up. I texted Bobby that all was good. Luke sent me a text telling me not to expect him back. I laughed, I guess we were both getting lucky tonight. Setting the alarm, I walked up the stairs normally. That final turn onto my floor, I could see the door opened a crack and the lights dimmed.
Pushing the wood to the side, you could have knocked me over with a feather. She was standing there in the moonlight, naked as the day she was born. I wanted to fall to my knees and worship her like the queen she is.
Taking several steps forward until I had her within arm’s reach, I brushed my hand against her stomach.
“Do you know that I’m your king?”
She cocked her head, looking at me as if she had a question on her mind.
“You’ve given me a princess, so one day you’ll be my Queen, officially. Right now, it is my humble duty and honor to be at your feet tonight so I can worship you.”
Sliding to my knees, I kissed the inside of her hip. I ran my hand down the outside of her thigh, grabbing her right leg behind the knee. Lifting that leg, I placed it over my shoulder to get a better position. Bracing my hands on her hips I leaned in, licking her sweet spot slowly and precisely. A sharp hiss came from her mouth as her hand went to the back of my head, holding me there.
I could feel her leg shaking against my shoulder. I knew this intense torture I was giving to her with my tongue made her blissfully happy. Sucking her clit into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, caused her to lurch forward, both clutching the back of my head while grabbing a handful of my shirt. Hearing the gentle sound of fabric being torn, her knee started to shake, but she held on tighter.
Letting her leg down gently, I held onto her for fear she was going to fall. When I stood up before her, she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me. I lifted her gently, carrying her over to the bed. Laying her down so her legs hung over the edge, I dove back down between her legs.
It was a fight for me. I was holding her legs open with my arms so I could lick every inch of her. Her legs were fighting with me to close, but I wouldn’t allow it.
“Keep them open, Christianna. I swear if you close them, I’ll stop.” Her legs opened wide, knees to the bed. Oh, this was going to be so much fun.
Laying my left arm across her lower stomach, I lapped at her clit like a kitten with milk. Pulling back, I stuck my pointer and middle fingers into my mouth, wetting them. Sliding both of them into her, curving them up to hit her g-spot, her hips thrust up and her back arched.
The moans that were emanating from her were going straight to my dick. I needed her to come for me right now. I needed to be inside her before I, myself, exploded just from the sounds she was making.
Feeling her tighten down and grip my fingers, she cried out as she came. The moment it happened, I got flashes. Flashes of her writhing beneath me, hearing her screaming out my name. I stood up over her as it flooded back again. Stumbling back a little, I was lost in the moment. Stuck in that time, even though I had the real thing lying before me.
“Nicholas?” I heard Christianna’s voice. It sounded like I was in a tunnel.
The feeling of a hand gripping mine, my head shook and the memory faded. I looked down at Christianna, who was looking at me with worry. Her lip quivered.
“Sorry, baby. I started having flashes of that night we were together. I just let it happe
n.”
“You sure you’re all right?”
“Yeah, sweetheart.” I leaned in to kiss her. “I’m good, better than good. I’m fucking excellent.
I started stripping off my clothes, Christianna sat back on her elbows just watching me. I was down to my boxers when I leaned over her and kissed her with every ounce of love I could give.
She couldn’t wait, her hands were pushing down my boxer shorts until my cock was hanging out enough for her. Grabbing me, she moved her hips and then there it was, euphoria. I slid into her with ease. She was so wet and warm and just accepting. The harder I thrust, the harder she held onto me.
“Harder,” she yelled and I complied.
Pulling out of her, I rolled her over until she was on her knees and ready. She was chanting “yes” until I slammed into her. Grabbing her hips with both hands, I pounded her hard, her moans and the sound of skin hitting skin were all that could be heard. The instant her pussy clamped down around me I could no longer hold it in. I came right after she did.
I ran my hand up her back, leaning in and kissing her in the spot between her shoulder blades, as I slid out of her. She turned around and kissed me. We kissed until I got hard again. Her hand reached out and started to stroke me, I wanted her mouth on me, then I needed to fuck her again. We had all night to catch up for the time we had lost.
Pushing me back a little, she moved and had me all the way to the back of her throat before I could even blink. Twisting and turning her hand along my shaft as she moved her mouth up and down on me, I was caught up in the moment I could barely make out that my phone was ringing.
She pulled back, giving me a chance to get it. I didn’t want her to stop.
“It could be about Layla,” she said and I mentally kicked myself for not thinking about that.
Finding my phone in the pocket of my pants, I saw it was Luke. I slid open the phone and answered. “This better be good.”
Chapter Thirteen
Christianna
All Nicholas said was for me to get dressed. I wanted to fix the problem he was in but then when I looked again, the problem was gone. I didn’t know what was going on other than he said it was important. He promised me that it wasn’t about Layla.
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