Boxset: Destiny Decides.. & Destiny Embraces..

by P. G. Van

  Nick looked up at me from my chest and said, “Sameera, it’s okay if you need to be loud,” and as he came up to kiss my cheek, he whispered in my ear, “If you feel the need to bite into something, that something should be a part of me.”

  “Nick, please don’t encourage me to bite you. I didn’t realize that I am a biter until tonight,” I said feeling embarrassed.

  “Sameera, look at me. I want you to be yourself with me,” Nick demanded.

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” I said whimpering.

  “Trust me, you won’t, and you will give me immense pleasure,” he said smiling at me.

  I smiled at him and buried my face into his chest as he took his cool fingertips to the waistband of the sleep shorts I had on and tugged on the string to pull it open. I tightened my hold on him and buried my face deeper into his chest closing my eyes. He very slowly slipped his fingers under the shorts and when he touched my epicenter of pleasure with his fingertips, I felt the thrills triggered by his touch and my deep longing for him. I let out a loud moan against his chest urging him to keep moving and, as if in response, he flattened his palm on my private cleft, setting my entire being on fire.

  His hand stayed massaging my most sensitive area in the smallest of the smallest circles possible. He kept the circles going as he very slowly kept increasing the pressure on my clit. The motion was building up waves of pleasure throughout, and I felt my body get lighter and lighter. As I was about to get washed out by the tsunami of desire, Nick took one of my nipples into his mouth and gave it a gentle tug with his teeth. The combination of pleasure sweeping through my body and the pain cutting through it sent me into a different dimension, and in reaction to this unknown feeling that hit me, I grabbed onto Nick and felt my nails digging into his skin.

  Nick continued to stroke me as I regained my sense of reality and heard the pounding of my heart in my ears. He bent down to put his lips on mine, pushed through my lips with his tongue, and found my tongue ready to engage. I pulled part of his weight onto me as he continued his rhythmic movements down below.

  As the strokes continued and our tongues engaged in a battle of the sexes, I was overwhelmed again with pleasure radiating outwards from my sweetest spot to the rest of my body. My teeth took over the reaction this time as they dug into Nick’s lower lip as my body crashed with an overdose of delight, and I lay powerless in Nick’s arms. Nick slowly lifted himself up, propped his head up on his elbow, and licked his lower lip taking delight at the taste of his own blood and said, “That’s my girl,” and caressed me gently as I slipped into the wonderful world of suspended consciousness.

  *****

  The light streamed through the raw silk drapes as I rolled out of my sleep. I reached out to feel for Nick, but he was not in bed. I heard the light sound of a shower running and got up walking towards the bathroom.

  The entrance to the massive bathroom was through the sleek modern closet. I gingerly walked towards the sound of the shower. As I stuck my head through the bathroom door, the sound of the shower ceased, and I heard the shower door open. I went through the door to find Nick wrapping himself with one of the fluffy white towels as he stepped out of the shower. He saw me standing at the bathroom door and smiled, opening his arms inviting me to his embrace. I ran into his arms as my heart started to go crazy with his smile. He planted a wet kiss on my forehead and asked, “Good morning, did you sleep well?”

  I looked at him smiling and nodded.

  “Are you hungry?” he asked, and I shook my head.

  “Are we not talking to each other now?” he mocked.

  I looked up at him, planted a kiss on his cheek, and whispered, “Thank you for…” I stopped as he smiled at me as if he knew what I was going to say and shook his head vigorously splashing water on my face from his hair. He licked the drops of water off my cheek and said, “Sweetheart, the pleasure is all mine.”

  I giggled and ran my fingers through his wet hair and said, “You need to know that I had a great night, and I am very glad that I was able to talk to you about my ex.”

  “I am glad to hear that, Sameera,” he said sounding thrilled.

  “Nick, you don’t understand. I haven’t told anyone about what he did to me,” I said in a calm voice and added, “Nate, my parents, and my friends all think I broke up with him because I realized he was cheating on me. I was too ashamed to tell anyone how sick I felt when he tried to molest me.”

  Nick looked at me with a stunned expression and said, “I am glad you were able to offload the pain,” he brought his lips to my cheek and said, “I will try my best to shield you from pain in the future.”

  “Thanks Nick. I feel much better now,” I said in a soft voice.

  ‘You should go take a shower, and I am sure you will feel much better,” Nick suggested.

  “I know but I don’t have spare clothes to wear,” I whined looking up at him.

  “You are more than welcome to wear whatever you like from my closet,” Nick offered.

  “Let me see,” I said frowning and walked back into the closet to find something comfortable to wear. The idea of putting on my lehenga first thing in the morning was just unbearable. I found a black t-shirt and picked one of his lounge pants to go with it. I looked through the sweaters and found the smallest possible cashmere sweater.

  I took the three items back into the bathroom and showed them to Nick and asked, “May I use these, please?”

  Nick looked at the black t-shirt, smiled, and asked, “Did you see what is printed on the black t-shirt?”

  “Ohh no, is it something inappropriate?” I said putting the other stuff on my elbow to open the t-shirt.

  The black t-shirt was mostly plain with no graphics except for bright green letters printed on one side. The word ‘Bhavaze’ printed on the t-shirt sent me down memory lane as I realized that the word imprinted on the t-shirt was a word that Nick and I had coined way back in school. A unique team name that we picked while all the other kids picked either animals or movie names as team names.

  “Nick, how…” I leaned against the bathroom wall for support overwhelmed with emotion.

  “How old is this t-shirt?” I asked looking at him.

  “It’s not old. It is probably a year old. I got these t-shirts printed before we merged my company into our family company,” he said coolly.

  “You did what?” I asked with my mouth open.

  “Sameera, it’s just mundane business stuff. You can have that t-shirt if you would like,” he said and added, “It is also my favorite t-shirt so you can wear it only when I am with you.”

  I giggled and walked over to where he was standing and put my arms around him.

  “You have cherished all of our childhood memories so well. I feel bad that I did not keep in touch with you and shut out all memories attached to my father, including the ones with you,” I said feeling guilty.

  “I don’t know how it would have been if we had managed to keep it touch but hey, here we are closer than ever,” he said nuzzling my hair.

  “I am so glad you guys had a reunion. I am not sure if our paths would have ever crossed,” I said feeling the sadness hit me.

  “Yes, they would have Sameera. I would have come for you no matter what,” Nick said with determination.

  I smiled at him and said, “I am sure you would have,” and added completely changing the topic, “Nick, I need to get home before Nate gets back so I can save myself from answering a million questions.”

  “Nethra knows you spent the night here, Sameera,” he announced casually.

  “What? How? I did not text her,” I started to speak under duress.

  “I texted Srini and asked him to pass on the message. She needs to know you are safe,” he said looking at me surprised.

  “Ohh no, this is not real,” I said and added, “I am toast.”

  Nick laughed as he left the bathroom for me to shower and get ready.

  I walked into the shower wondering what Nate would say,
what she would ask me, and what I would say to her. I decided against washing my hair so I had it up in a weird bun and rubbed my body down with the body wash that was in the shower. Everything of Nick’s smelled so yummy and every breath I took reminded me of being in his arms. As I stood under the warm shower washing off the last strands of doubt left in my mind about Nick, I felt some movement outside the shower. I looked through the mist of the shower and realized that Nick had wandered back into the bathroom and was leaning against the vanity staring at my not so clear image through the glass doors.

  “Nick, I would like some privacy please,” I teased.

  “Really?” he asked taunting me.

  As he moved closer to the shower door, I inadvertently splashed some water on him over the shower door.

  “What?” he said annoyed as he looked at the water on his clothes and then reached for the shower door.

  I clung to the shower wall as he opened the shower door to take a peek, and on impulse, I reached for the showerhead and pointed it in his direction. Caught off guard, he stood under the stream, and his clothes got soaked. He laughed and sharply reached for the showerhead and moved it away from him.

  “This is the game you want to play? You got it then,” he said as he quickly pulled out his watch, wallet, and keys and put them on the platform between the shower and the bathtub. He came back into the shower as he took off the cashmere sweater that was dripping and left his jeans on. I clung to one side of the shower as I saw the hunger build up in him. He reached for my waist through the water and pulled me against him, his palms caressing my face.

  “You are so beautiful, Sameera,” Nick murmured against my lips and added, “and these curves with the waist chain…” His voice trailed off as he teased my lips with his tongue. My hair was getting wet under the shower and was weighing me down. He gently let his palm slide to the back of my neck to support my head as his lips came down on mine with wet passion. I responded back by digging my tongue into his mouth to find his.

  As the water from the shower trickled down our steaming bodies, I felt Nick’s desire for me against me through his jeans. With newly found confidence and courage in our relationship, I reached for the button on Nick’s jeans and gently pulled it open and in a brisk movement, pulled down the fly. He groaned against my lips as I pushed down his jeans and his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his firmness tantalizing him with irregular and unpredictable movement of my fingertips.

  “Sameera...” he said against my lips, his voice filled with agony as I started stroking him from the base to the head in a twisting motion using my palm and fingers. I repeated the motion by slowly increasing the pressure with every stroke. I shifted my position gently pushing Nick against the shower wall to flatten his back to it while I continued my invasion with steady strokes. Nick looked at me with water dripping down his face and his breathing becoming ragged with every stroke.

  When I switched from using my palm to making a ring with my index finger and my thumb at the base to stroke his hardness, he groaned and pulled me closer to him. The warm water from the shower serving as a lubricant, I gently tugged and pulled on him with different variations of strokes and pressure until I heard him groan in pleasure. I felt the pulsation against my palm as he peaked. I looked at him as he came down on me with his full weight pulling me into his arms. I took a step back to balance out his weight, and we stepped back into the main water stream.

  “Sameera, I loo…” Nick said and his voice trailed off as he gasped for air under the running shower. I froze at the realization of what he was about to say and looked at him holding my breath. As he struggled to find the shower knob with his eyes closed, I laughed and turned off the shower to look at him as he took deep breaths looking at me. He pulled up his boxers, took off his wet jeans, and grabbed a towel. He put the towel around me and pulled me back into his arms.

  “I have no idea what you just did to me,” Nick said looking into my eyes, and I blushed pulling the towel around me.

  Chapter Nine

  Nick’s bedroom was filled with his masculine smell and was turning me on again. With the shower episode, Nick and I officially had an overdose of some very good stuff this weekend.

  I smiled at myself in the mirror as I rubbed my hair softly with a towel at the memory of last night. Nick came from behind, put his arms around me, and dug his chin into my shoulder.

  “Why do I have to take you back?” he complained.

  I giggled and said, “I can ask Nate to come get me if you don’t feel like driving me home.”

  “Are you still considering moving in with me?” he asked enthusiastically.

  “Nick, c’mon. You can’t be serious,” I said in a steady voice turning around to face him.

  “I am dead serious,” Nick said looking at me.

  “Nick, please stop,” I pleaded. He laughed and said, “Okay, I will stop and for now. I will take you home,” he said and turned around to go back into the bathroom to get the stuff he put away before entering the shower.

  I was tidying up his bedroom as he walked back into the room looking at me with a puzzled look on his face and asked, “What are you doing?”

  “The room is such a mess, I am just putting stuff back the way it was and…” I stopped as he came up to me and said in a very intense tone, “You don’t need to do this. The estate employs twenty people just to take care of stuff. You are my guest, please stop.”

  “Okay,” I said shrugging my shoulders before I gave him a tight hug.

  I had his black t-shirt with a maroon cashmere sweater and his lounge pants, and I went commando as I refused to wear underwear that wasn’t clean. I put my clothes away in a bag, put on my sandals, and stood up looking at the swing in the roof garden one more time. The swing was so massive and majestic looking during the day. The contrast between the brass rings and the rosewood polish looked more elegant during the day.

  “You really like the swing huh?” Nick asked coming up from behind, his masculine cologne tickling my nostrils.

  “One of the many perks for moving in with me,” he teased.

  “I will think about it,” I mocked as I turned and picked up my stuff.

  “Thank you for your consideration,” he taunted and asked as he picked up his phone from the bedside table, “Ready to go?”

  The elevator door opened to a brightly lit garage. To one side was the magnificent bike that I absolutely loved. Nick moved towards the other vehicle in the garage, and I realized it was one of the sleek and sporty Range Rovers. The interior of the car was just beautiful with the satin-brushed aluminum look and was thoroughly luxurious.

  “Nick, I am surprised you picked this car for you to drive,” I said looking around the interior of the car.

  “I know, not my style but I bought it because my mom refuses to get into sports cars. She doesn’t like the low level feel,” he said looking at the garage door open.

  I looked at him with a smile and realized he was still the sweet and caring guy that I had known many years ago. I looked down at my hands and said, “That is very sweet of you Nick.”

  He looked at me briefly and said teasing me, “Stop being too nice to me.”

  As we pulled on to the main driveway from what seemed to be Nick’s private driveway, we saw a Mercedes SUV pull in through the main entrance of the estate.

  “Here is Ann,” Nick said smiling as the other car approached us.

  Nick slowed down, and I realized that he was actually going to roll down the window and talk to his sister; I turned crimson and could feel the steam coming out of my cheeks.

  “Hey Ann, you are up early,” he said giving her a high-five.

  “Yup, I had to go for a group workout class,” she said and when she realized I was in the car too, she waved at me and said, “Hey, Sameera. I am going to have to try one of your Bollywood workout class one of these days.”

  “Sure. Come by anytime,” I said smiling sheepishly to her as I leaned forward to look at her.


  “Good to see you again Sameera. I hope you enjoyed the ceremony yesterday,” she said energetically.

  “Good to see you too and yes, I had a great time yesterday,” I said smiling.

  “Alright, looks like you lovebirds are headed somewhere so I won’t hold you up,” she said waving and rolling her window up.

  “Nick, did you hear what Ann just said?” I asked in awe as he drove down the driveway.

  “What did she say?” he asked puzzled looking at the road.

  I blushed and said, “She called us lovebirds.”

  He laughed and said, “Isn’t that true?”

  “But, but… How does she know?” I asked feeling the heat on my cheeks again.

  “I talk to her about you all the time, plus she caught me drooling over you a gazillion times last night. For the record, you drove me nuts yesterday in that lovely hot lehenga of yours,” he said coolly looking at the road ahead.

  “Nick,” I said protesting to the open admiration as the glow from his compliment fell over me.

  The glow from his compliment was suddenly overshadowed by my jealousy as I wondered if he behaved the same way with other women in the past, and I quietly asked, “Did you have errr…sleepovers with other women at your house before?”

  “Do I sense jealousy?” he asked smiling with sheer joy.

  “Yes, I am turning green as we speak,” I mocked and added, “and the only reason I ask is I saw girly tooth brushes in their packaging and a lot of them in your bathroom this morning.”

  Nick laughed out loud and said, “My mom had instructed the housekeeping crew to put a new girly tooth brush every time they switched mine to remind me that I didn’t have a girlfriend.” I smiled to myself as he added, “Work was so crazy that I have not seen anyone in over a year so my family was thrilled to see me with a beautiful girl last night.”