Welcome to Lake Ventures (New Haven Book 2)

by Dawn Doyle

  “Emmy.” He said as he took a step in front of her.

  Emily backed into the door as he neared, nervous about what he was going to say, or do.

  “Yes?” She swallowed.

  “Emmy, I said I’d give you space, and I tried, but I can’t stay away from you any longer.”

  “Oh God!” Emily squeaked as Nick stroked down the side of her face with his fingertips.

  “You don’t know how hard it’s been for me to watch you and not be able to touch you.” He whispered next to her ear, his hot breath flowing over her skin, her hairs standing up on end to catch it.

  “Nick… I… “ Emily’s words got caught in her throat when she felt Nick’s hands running down her arms, taking her hands in his.

  He lifted her arms above her head, holding them against the door. Her breasts pushed forwards into him with the elevation.

  Then Nick’s mouth crashed into hers. As his lips sucked, his tongue swept along her lower lip and she opened her mouth to let him in.

  Every nerve ending in her body stood to attention and she knew she was where she wanted to be. With him. With her Nick.

  Mine.

  As their tongues tasted each other, Emily clamped her lips around his and sucked into her mouth, swirling the tips of her tongue around his.

  Nick growled, pressing his body into hers.

  His hands slowly drifted down her arms, his palms against her as he stroked further down. Down her sides and to her waist, caressing her.

  As soon as she could, Emily dropped her hands, threading her fingers into Nick’s hair and pulled him tighter to her mouth, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.

  Nick’s hands stroked down her thighs, and began to push her skirt up.

  “Nick!” She whisper shouted as she panted. “…Not in your office.”

  “Yes, In my office… Now.”

  Emily wasn’t arguing.

  Instead, she pulled Nick’s mouth back to hers, greedily claiming his lips.

  His hands reached under her skirt, over her rear and paused, gripping her cheeks then pushed her skirt further up, towards her waist.

  Emily knew she should stop it but she couldn’t. She didn’t want to.

  Breaking their kiss, his lips moved to her jaw and to her neck, licking and sucking the skin below her ear. The sensations causing her to arch her back, pressing her breasts into him.

  A hand left her thigh and found her right breast, gently kneading before finding the buttons on her blouse and opening them up, exposing her black lace bra.

  “Fuck!” he whispered as he lowered his head to kiss the swells of her mounds, his hand cupping again and his thumb stroking across her hardened nipple. Pulling the material down, he sucked her nipple into his mouth and Emily clamped her mouth shut to stop herself crying out.

  With his other hand, Emily felt his fingers graze across her stomach before lowering between her legs as his tongue swirled around her hard peak before latching on to the other.

  “Nick!” she squeaked as she felt his fingertips brush across her centre, over her knickers before he gripped the material and tore it from her body.

  His mouth found hers again and he kissed her like she was everything to him and he had’t seen her in years.

  “God Emmy. You’re so fucking incredible.” He whispered against her lips, then feasted on them again. His own soft and perfect lips devouring her.

  With his fingers at her centre, the tips circled her hard nub making Emily cry out biting her lip to keep quiet.

  Diane could possibly still be at her desk and Emily didn’t want her to hear her being ravished against Nick’s office door.

  He glided his fingers down to her entrance and gently pushed inside of her, stroking in and out as his thumb circled her aching nerves.

  “Oh my God!” She whisper shouted.

  Emily shamelessly ground her hips against his hand, feeling the heat rise as her heart pounded. Her breathing fast and the tingles growing in strength the more Nick had his hands on her, his fingers inside her.

  “Nick… Oh God…Ah!”

  Nick grazed his lips across the shell of her ear, flicking his tongue over her lobe.

  “You might want to cover your mouth.” He whispered in a low tone, the vibrations sending pleasure sparks to her already hard nipples.

  He kissed down her chest, over her stomach and dropped to his knees.

  Gripping her calf, Nick lifted Emily’s leg and placed it over his shoulder.

  “What are you doing?” She asked, breathlessly before her eyes rolled back.

  Nick’s hot tongue was on her.

  On her centre.

  That hadn’t been done to her before either.

  Nick’s fingers continued to slowly pump in and out of her and his tongue was teasing her; Circling, then tenderly running up and down her folds.

  “Oh fuckin’ ‘ell!” she moaned on an intake of breath.

  The immense pleasure was getting too much and she could feel her legs quivering, her core tightening, her nipples hardening close to pain.

  Nick reached up with his other hand and kneaded her breast, rolling her nipple in between his finger and thumb.

  The fire began to erupt and Emily couldn’t hold back any longer. Her insides tensed as the rest of her body spasmed in ecstasy.

  She threw a hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as Nick continued to pleasure her through her orgasm.

  Emily had barely come to when Nick’s mouth and fingers left her. The sound of his pants hitting the floor before he hooked his hands around her thighs, picking her up, wrapping her legs around him.

  Emily felt his tip at her entrance before he pushed up into her, stretching her and filling her completely.

  Her back against the door and his hands underneath her, she was secure. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, Nick pulled back and then eased into her again and again, one hand around her thigh, the other around her hip, pulling her close to him.

  He thrust into her with deliberate, controlled movements, like he was making sure she felt everything. Every inch of him, every bunch of his muscles as he pushed up into her, and that she was enjoying it.

  Even though it was against the door, he was making love to her… again.

  Emily felt the pressure building.

  Starting in her centre, branching out and finding the path to every nerve ending, and every part of her skin.

  It was like he knew her body and exactly where to touch to drive her insane with desire.

  Nick kissed her hard, his tongue dancing with hers. He nipped and sucked her lips as he ground into her. Harder and faster as his own breath matched hers; Heavy and close to the edge.

  He buried his head into her neck and gently bit her skin.

  That was Emily’s undoing.

  Stars clouded her vision, her legs shook uncontrollably as the orgasm crashed through her like a tsunami. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked her as Nick went over the edge too. He expanded inside of her, his fingers gripping her hips tight.

  “Emmy” he choked out before his breathing stopped as he rode out his own orgasm.

  Breathless they looked into each other’s eyes.

  Nick lifted a hand and pushed a loose tendril behind Emily’s ear before stroking down her cheek, watching his fingers on their path.

  He stroked across her bottom lip with his thumb before slowly pressing his lips to hers.

  “Ok. You’re officially off my shit list.” Emily said, still out of breath, making Nick laugh.

  “That good huh?” He smiled. His grey eyes sparkling as the sunlight shone on his face.

  “Definitely.”

  Nick smoothly let Emily down onto the floor and fixed his pants.

  “I have a bathroom there.” He pointed to the door at the back of the office, taking her hand and leading her.

  Emily fixed her buttons then quickly, but carefully, walked to the bathroom to clean herself up.

  Nick stood outside whilst she went in.
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br />   She couldn’t help the huge smile that took over her face.

  Emily started to get a little emotional and fought back the tears so Nick wouldn’t think anything was wrong.

  To be wanted by Nick, the man she loved, was the best feeling in the world. Even if she wasn’t sure of the extent of his feelings, she was still happy.

  “I kinda ruined your underwear.” Nick said, sheepishly, holding up the torn, black lace material.

  “It was worth it.” Emily replied, wrapping her arms around Nick’s neck, his around her waist.

  Nick pushed the scrap material into his pocket.

  “What are you doing with those?” She asked, wide eyed.

  “I’m not putting them in the trash, besides, they’re mine now. A reminder of today.”

  For a split second, Emily thought it was just another one-off and Nick must have caught it in her expression.

  “I’ll put the others in the trash, but I’m keeping the first ones.” He gently kissed her before releasing his tight grip on her. “Come home with me.” He said. Not a question, but telling her to.

  Emily was stunned.

  He wants me to go to his place!

  Nodding her head, she bit her lip, shyly.

  “Jesus, Emmy.” He moaned as he ran his hands down, cupping her butt and squeezing gently.

  Chapter 18

  Knowing Emily was sitting at her desk without her panties, Nick was distracted. He wanted to let her know what he was thinking, so he picked up his phone.

  N: I’m dying here, knowing you’re not wearing panties.

  E: Well that’s because they were ripped off me. O.O

  N: Yes they were. ;P

  Emily turned to look at him, her face pink and she smiled.

  E: I’m guessing I should stock up?

  N: You guessed right. :D

  Emily shook her head and giggled. He loved that. She looked more relaxed now and not just because of the two orgasms her gave to her.

  Just the first two of the day.

  Nick exited his office, ready to leave when he saw Diane at Emily’s desk.

  She must have seen something between him and Emily because she smiled and made the motion of zipping her lips and locking them.

  “What’s going on?” he asked, a little confused.

  “Nothing, honey. Just finishing up, ready to go home. See you tomorrow.” She said, waving as she walked away.

  “What was that about?” he whispered.

  “I have no idea. She just came over, handed me this file and then you walked out.”

  “Hey bro!” Ryan said as he walked out the elevator. “Hey there beautiful.” He said to Diane, taking hold of her and dancing around in circles before dipping her backwards.

  “Ryan! I’m too old for that!” she giggled.

  “You’re never to old to dance, Dizey, my love. Dance, dance your little heart out!” he said, over acting with his arms wide.

  “Oh stop.” She beamed, getting into the elevator. “See you all tomorrow.”

  “Ok, what’s up dude?” he asked as he happily walked towards them.

  “Nothing, why?” Nick asked, wondering why Ryan had shown up.

  What’s he doing? I need to get Emmy home.

  “You don’t look too happy to see your little bro.”

  “Stop referring to yourself in the third person Ry.” Nick was irritated that Ryan had shown up. He needed to get rid of him.

  “Awww, does Ryan get on your nerves?” He asked.

  “Ryan, I swear, I’ll give you a super nova wedgie if you don’t stop it.”

  Emily burst out laughing.

  “Wow, she laughs! I haven’t heard that in a while Em. I thought you’d be growling at my bro for pissing you off or something. In fact, I was surprised he made it back from LA in one piece.” Ryan said in surprise.

  “I’m laughing because you getting a wedgie from Nick would be hilarious.”

  “Hey, it’d be funnier if he gave you a wedgie.”

  “That would be impossible Ryan.” She said with a smile.

  Nick snorted a laugh. She would have to be wearing underwear for a start.

  “Why? Would you beat him? I would love to see that.” Ryan sat on Emily’s desk and started to pick up stuff that was on it.

  “Apparently I’m into that, so maybe.” She said, picking up her ruler and tapping her palm with it.

  Nick’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open.

  “Ha! I guess you don’t get to her anymore bro. That sucks.” Ryan guffawed.

  Nick smiled widely and licked his lips, letting Emily know what he was thinking.

  “So, what are you here for Ryan?” Nick was growing impatient with his little brother.

  “Riss and Kayla are having their nails done across the street. Kyle’s downstairs talking to Howard and I thought I’d come up and see what you were up to.”

  “Well, we were just leaving.”

  “We? Together?” He smirked, an eyebrow raised in question.

  Shit. Think!

  “Our business is done for the day, so…”

  Go away Ryan!

  “Cool. Let’s hang out with Howard. The old guy’s fun.”

  “Knock yourself out Ry, but I’m tired. I’ve been here since early this morning.”

  “Tired? When did you turn into an old fart? It’s only seven!”

  “Let’s just go.” Nick said, blowing out a breath in resignation.

  He glanced to Emily and then pointedly to her phone in her hands.

  “I just need to grab something from my office.”

  Nick went in and stood behind the door. Getting his phone out of his pocket, he sent Emily a text.

  N: I am so sorry! I didn’t know he was going to show up. You’re still coming home with me, right?

  He heard Emily’s phone beep and he walked back out.

  “Let’s go.”

  The three of them got into the elevator and Ryan, the pain in the ass as he always was, stood in between them, blocking Nick from touching her.

  His phone vibrated in his pocket. Whilst Ryan was babbling on about Howard, one of the night guards, he checked his phone.

  E: Of course. I’ll go to my place first to change.

  Setting his phone to silent, so Ryan didn’t pick up on anything, he replied.

  N: Bring a change of clothes. We’re having a sleepover. ;D

  Emily’s phone beeped and she didn’t check her phone, but he saw a smile creep across her face as Ryan continued to chat.

  He let Emily leave the building first and then he walked over to Kyle and Howard.

  “Hey dude!” Kyle greeted him.

  “Hey Kyle.”

  “Hey Kyle…” Ryan pointed at Nick “…Nick doesn’t piss Em off anymore. He’s lost his powers!” Ryan laughed.

  “No I haven’t Ryan. I’m just tired of fighting.”

  “Speaking of, are you starting up Krav Maga again?”

  “No.”

  “Why not?”

  “It’s not important. Anyway, I’m going home.”

  Getting into his car, Nick checked his phone.

  E: I’ll bring my Pj’s. X

  *****

  Packing her things, Emily had swarms of bees, instead of butterflies, flying around inside of her thinking about the night ahead at Nick’s place.

  She’d been there once before, when she helped with the ‘Rochelle incident’ and hadn’t really looked around.

  His apartment was huge, from what she could see and looked modern and minimalistic.

  Walking through his front door, there was a closet to the right. The other doors were closed so she didn’t know what rooms they were, but walking down the hallway, it opened out with a big kitchen on the left, complete with an island with the cooker in the centre, followed by a dining area and living room.

  The dining table was round, black glass, with moulded black tulip chairs with red cushioned seats.

  The living room was large and had a big, red rec
tangular rug in the centre of the walnut floor which had the six seater, curved black sofa.

  There didn’t seem to be a TV anywhere but, looking out of the floor to enormously high ceiling windows, Emily saw that the view over Lake Washington was more than enough to look at.

  Nick had a couple of bookcases, but she hadn’t gone to look at what he read, because the view outside had captured her attention immediately.

  It was beautiful.

  Putting her toiletries into her bag, Emily picked up her keys and opened the door to leave.

  “Hi neighbour.” Ryan’s voice came from beside her.

  “Oh, hi Ryan.” She said, after almost jumping out of her skin.

  “Going somewhere nice?” He asked, gesturing to her overnight bag.

  “Um… I’m going to a friend’s house.”

  “Oh. Who?”

  “Excuse me?” she clenched her jaw as the urge to tell Ryan to ‘mind his own fuckin’ business’ was increasing.

  “Well, Holly said you hadn’t made any friends yet, apart from work, so I assume you’re going to one of their houses?”

  “No. I have met someone, actually, and I’ll be going there.”

  “Is it the guy from the other day?” he waggled his eyebrows.

  Emily’s face flamed immediately with knowing that Ryan and Riss had heard everything.

  “Yes, if you must know. Now, I need to go. I’m already late.”

  “Okey dokey, Em. See you tomorrow.”

  “Bye Ryan.”

  Emily rushed into the lift and down to her car.