by Dawn Doyle
Dipping his head again, he wasted no time in cupping her large orbs. Caressing, kneading, squeezing, and then she felt his tongue swirl around a hard nipple.
“Nick! Ah!” she cried out in pleasure. Feeling his hands on her, his mouth… it was so good she didn’t want it to end. She wanted it forever.
“Baby.” He moaned before showing the same care and attention to the other breast.
Emily was on fire. Heat and moisture pooled between her thighs, and knowing that she was soaking her underwear. Her hands gripped his head as he licked and sucked at her breasts.
“Nick… Oh God. Baby…” Her breathing grew heavier when one of his hands left her only to be felt between her legs.
“You won’t be needing these.”
His hands fisted at the sides of her underwear and Emily heard a rip as he tore the thin material from her body.
Nick’s hand brushed over her pulsing nub and she bit her lip to stopping a scream from escaping her lips. Her legs jerked and trembled as his mouth made its sensual descent of her body, kissing as he went. Licking and nipping her stomach.
“Emmy…”
Emily felt his fingers brush across her opening. She was desperate for him to be inside her and her hips bucked, letting him know that.
“God, baby, you’re soaking.”
He slid a finger inside her, making her gasp. The shudders from his touch travelled right through her. Making her dizzy with desire.
He added another and pumped them in and out. He was taking his time. Slow, deliberate movements causing her whole body to light up.
His thumb circled her throbbing bundle of nerves and her breath caught.
“Yes!” She squeaked as the beginnings of her climax could be felt.
Nick wouldn’t let her though. He withdrew his hand and travelled up her body again.
“Emmy, baby. I want to try something.”
The look in his eyes showed nervousness and Emily knew it was something potentially difficult for him.
“Whatever you want, Nick. Anything.”
Lowering himself down onto her, Nick took her mouth, passionately. Tasting her, breathing her, devouring her.
“Emmy… I…”
Emily had heard him say that to her many times. Even their first time together. She wasn’t going to push him. Whatever he had to say, he would when he was ready and she would understand.
I love him so much.
Nick kissed across her jaw, to the spot under her ear that he knew made her mewl like a kitten. And she did.
“Emmy.” He whispered into her ear. “I know what I said to you…”
Emily’s heart hammered and her breath came in quick pants.
“I wasn’t asleep.”
He wasn’t asleep. He meant what he said. He loves me.
Emily gasped in shock but Nick didn’t give her any time to react. He kissed her long and hard before turning them both so she was on top of him, keeping their mouths together still.
His fingers tangled in the hair at the back of her head, holding her to him like he never wanted to let go.
“I don’t want to see anything but you.” He said, against her mouth. “Emmy, when I open my eyes I only ever want to see you looking back at me.”
Emily swallowed. She knew what he was asking of her.
“Are you sure?” She asked, stroking his face, kissing him gently.
“Yes. I want you Emmy.”
He released his grip on her, allowing her to sit up. Emily hadn’t done that before but she knew what to do.
Nick closed his eyes when she stroked across his solid chest. Grazing her nails down over his rippling abs and his V-line.
Reaching under her, she gripped him and lined his tip to her entrance.
Slowly, carefully, watching him as his eyes were still closed, Emily lowered herself onto him; impaling herself.
Nick’s breath was shaky as Emily continued to slide down his length.
She reached out and stroked his neatly stubbled jaw and his lips parted when he took in a controlled breath.
Inside her, Emily felt like she was being stretched further than before. The different position allowing him deeper into her, hitting the end of her before any other movements had happened.
To be filled by him, entirely, made her eyes water.
“Oh my God.” She breathed.
Nick lifted his hands and rested them on either side of her rear. He didn’t grip, he didn’t even lightly squeeze; just a light touch.
She had an overwhelming urge to move and began undulating her hips in tiny movements.
Nick pulled air through his nose as she did.
“Nick.” She whispered. He didn’t answer her.
Instead, his lips parted and his breath quickened.
“Nick, look at me.” She said. “Baby, look at me.”
Slowly, Nick opened his eyes and looked up into hers. His fingers dug into her hips and Emily increased the size of her movements.
They looked into each others eyes as Emily continued to ride him. Her hands on his chest, holding herself in place as he thickened inside her.
“Nick.” She moaned, the sensations flowing through her now that Nick had seen her. His arousal at seeing her, evident.
“Emmy.” His voice sounded strangled like he was trying to control himself.
“Nick…” Emily swallowed. She couldn’t hold back anymore. It was too much that her heart would explode if she didn’t say it.
“Nick… I love you.”
Nick stopped breathing and his eyes were bulging as she lifted up and down on him.
Emily wasn’t expecting it when Nick bolted up, grabbing her around her waist. One arm up her back, his hand gripping her hair as he smashed his mouth to hers.
He pulled her against him, her breasts pressing into his chest.
She didn’t stop moving. She could feel that he didn’t want her to, his hips pushing into her.
His tongue pushed into her mouth, swirling with hers. His lips feeding on hers like his life depended on it.
Emily moaned into his mouth as he pushed up into her as she pressed down onto him. The both of them working together, holding each other, loving each other.
Nick growled out like an animal and she could feel herself right at the edge. The fire burning hotter, the quivering of her legs increasing, her heart pounding, her breathing erratic…
She couldn’t keep her mouth to his; their movements speeding up as he thrust up into her, their cries audible.
“Nick… oh… fuck… Aaghhh!” Emily’s head fell back as she screamed out, her orgasm hitting her like a freight train. Every inch of her body tensed as it rocked through her. Nick’s chest pressed harder into hers, their hearts beating next to one another.
She felt him expand and he roared into her neck as he came; pumping into her.
“Say it again.” He panted against her mouth when their movements slowed.
“I love you.” She replied.
“Again.”
“I love you, Nick.”
“I love you, Emmy.”
Nick held her tight, his head into her chest.
Emily stroked his hair as she held him too.
“Are you ok?” She asked, softly.
“I am now.” He murmured into her skin; The vibrations tickling her. “I could stay in between these all day.” He sighed, making Emily laugh.
Begrudgingly releasing each other, they walked into the bathroom to shower.
Stepping under the warm water Nick smiled down at her.
“Do you want to see my tattoo?” He asked, his hand covering the side of his arm.
Emily had been waiting to see it. She’d only ever caught small glimpses.
A pair of legs, something that looked like curves, or wings. A flash of red and blue.
When they’d undressed each other, she’d been too preoccupied to look. He slept of his left too and he’d always put on a T-shirt when he got up in the morning.
“Yes.” She
replied. “I’ve been trying to look but you keep hiding it.”
“I didn’t want you to freak out.”
“Why would I?”
Nick turned his arm and Emily got the full view of his ink.
In greyscale, it was a woman with wings; An angel.
Facing side on, the closed wings ran down from his shoulder to a couple of inches above his elbow.
The woman was wearing a loose, thigh length dress and her flowing hair ran down past her shoulders.
Looking at the face, Emily froze.
The eyes had been coloured blue and they stood out vividly.
The face…
It looks like… me!
Her pulse racing, Emily continued to look.
The woman’s arms were holding something coloured red.
It was a heart.
Lifting her shaking hand, Emily stroked her fingers over the design.
“I told the guy in the shop what I wanted. I told him how I wanted it to look. When he finished I saw that she looked just like you. Just like I intended.”
“You got me tattoo’d on you? But that was over a month ago!”
Nick nodded.
“You’re my angel, Emmy. I love you.”
“I love you too.” She squeaked, her throat tight with emotion.
Nick pressed his lips to hers, running his hands down her spine. Her nerve endings sparking from his touch.
Nick made love to her, right there, in the shower.
Pressing her against the wall and taking her whilst the water sprayed over them. Lovingly, passionately, tenderly…
It felt even better now that they’d admitted the extent of their feelings, and Nick branding himself with her image had Emily in tears.
*****
They’d packed away their clothes and had finished breakfast when Nick pulled Emily on to the bed. She squealed, laughing as he planted kisses over her face.
“We don’t have to leave for well over an hour.” He said, waggling his eyebrows. He was definitely going to take advantage of the time they had left in the hotel.
“So what are you going to do with the time?” She breathed. Biting her lip in that way that made his pants too tight for comfort.
“Well…”
He didn’t get to finish his sentence when Emily’s phone began to ring on the nightstand. He could see the caller ID and it was Holly.
“Why don’t you answer that?” Emily asked with a smile.
“Really?” He asked. He was overjoyed that Emily no longer wanted to keep them a secret. Hell, he’d wanted to tell everyone after they’d spent their first night together.
Picking up her phone, Nick answered, putting them on speakerphone.
“Hello, Emmy’s spanking Den. This is Nick, the sub of the house speaking.” He said, trying not to laugh at the shocked looked on Emily’s face.
“Nick? What are you doing answering Emily’s phone? She’ll kill you!” Holly said.
“Oh, don’t worry about that, princess, I can handle your sister very well.” He said, reaching towards Emily’s ass and giving her a gentle squeeze.
Emily snorted a laugh that she was trying to hold in.
“I don’t think so, Nick. She’ll smack you one if you push her.”
“Nah, she won’t. She loves me.” He smiled at Emily’s flushed cheeks. “I love her too. Just incase you didn’t know.”
“What?” Holly sounded confused.
“I love him.” Emily said, beaming at him.
“What? Oh my God! Alex, Em’s with Nick, like with him. Holy shit!” Holly shouted down the phone and they could hear Alex laughing, closely, in the background. “So, that time…” She continued, not finishing the sentence.
“That was me, princess.” Nick confirmed. “Both times.”
“I knew it!!” Holly laughed. “What did I say, hey? I told you, Em.”
“Yes you did, Hol.” She replied.
“What did you tell Emmy, princess?” Nick asked.
“I told her you liked her. It was so obvious but she couldn’t see it. Bloody hell, everyone could see it.”
“I love her.” He corrected Holly and stroking his hands over Emily’s breasts as she lay down. Reaching under her T-shirt, he cupped her round orb.
“I love him too.” Emily said, trying to control her voice and Nick leant over and kissed her.
“Um… That’s… good news…” Holly said, breathing into the phone.
It was obvious that she was being distracted too so Nick ended the call.
“No more talking.” He said, gripping Emily’s T-shirt and pulling it over her head. “I want to hear my girl scream my name.”
And she did… several times.
After the flight, they got back to Nick’s apartment.
Nick took Emily’s case and the pair went to his bedroom to put the clothes away that she was storing there.
“I cleared out some drawers and some of my rail.” He said happily.
Emily looked into the huge closet and saw that Nick had moved things around so she could put her things in. He hadn’t mentioned anything which meant he’d already planned for her to move some items in.
“When did you do this?” She asked, looking at the empty spaces.
“When we left each other to get ready for dinner at my parent’s house. I just moved a few things.”
“That’s really sweet of you to do that.” She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his perfect lips.
“Anything for you, baby.” He whispered against her lips.
“Thank you.”
Opening her case, Emily started to hang up her clothes and Nick helped by putting her underwear into a drawer.
“Holy fuck!” He said, holding up a white lace teddy outfit, it’s labels still on, by the straps; his eyes wide as he looked it over.
Emily laughed.
“I have another one of those in black.” She said, winking at him.
“Wow, I can’t wait to see you in that.” He said, swallowing.
Emily giggled again.
“You might. Sooner than you think.” She said, winking again and Nick’s grin spread across his face as he waggled his eye brows. “You need to take some stuff to my place.” She finished.
“I will.” Nick said, picking out some things to take.
Picking up their jackets, they left to go to her Apartment.
“Are you nervous about people knowing?” Emily asked Nick as he drove across Mercer Island on the I-90.
“No. Are you?” he had a small smile across his lips as he glanced to her.
“A little, I don’t know. I have a weird feeling in my stomach but I don’t know what it is.”
“Are you ok?” He sounded concerned.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She replied, reaching for his hand. “We’ll be fine.”
Even though she wasn’t nervous, Emily did have knots inside her. She had no idea what it was but it had started the day before in the café. She now knew it couldn’t have been because Nick had gone out with Joel. She thought it was because it left when he returned, but now it was still there, even though her was sitting next to her. It felt like her stomach was beginning to churn.
Breaking her thoughts, Nick lifted her hand and kissed across her knuckles; Then winked at her.
*****
“Ready baby?” Nick asked when they arrived at the parking lot of Emily’s apartment.
“Yep.”
Nick got out of the car and walked round to hold her door for her; Emily reached for his hand.
Once on her floor, Nick stopped in the middle of the hallway.
“What’s wrong?” Emily asked, turning to him and she looked confused.
Making those thoughts fall apart, he cupped her face with his free hand and brought his lips to hers. Gently parting them and licking his tongue over hers.
“Mmmmm.” She moaned.
Nick laughed and continued on to her door; Emily unlocking it with her key.
Ryan’s front door
opened and Ryan and Riss stood watching them.
“Hi!” Ryan beamed.
“Hey Ry.” Nick said.
Ryan and Riss both watched them and he knew they were looking for any sign that they were together. Leaving no room for doubt, Nick placed his hands, possessively, on either side of Emily’s waist; pressing his front into her back.
Riss’ eyes and mouth widened as she smiled, and Ryan beamed.
Emily turned her head towards them and winked, before they both walked into her apartment.
“I don’t think we need to tell them anything.” Nick said with a chuckle. He was happy about it too. Not having to hide that they were in love.
“I guessed that.” Emily said, turning in his arms and wrapping hers around him. “Now, what am I going to do with you?” She smirked.
“Whatever you want, baby. I’m all yours.” He growled into her neck, kissing her as he did. The front of his pants strained as he grew harder by the second.
“Sit down.” Emily commanded.
Nick felt a surge of excitement pass through him at her tone. He never thought he’d like to be told what to do but he loved it when Emily did.
Leading him to the sofa, Emily pointed to the seat.
“Now sit back, and enjoy.” She licked her lips as she parted his legs further, kneeling between them.
“Fuck!” he whisper shouted. He didn’t know what Emily had in store for him but he was looking forward to it.
“No touching.” She purred into his ear as she raked her nails down his chest.
“What?”
There was no way he could keep his hands to himself. He wanted to have them on her, all over her, feeling every millimeter of her skin.
“No touching.” Emily repeated; Sliding her palms over his torso before taking the hem and pulling it up… and off of him.
Emily licked her lips as her eyes roamed over his naked skin.