Finally His (5 page)

She felt her back arch, her body unconsciously bowing to
give him more access. He chose that moment to enclose her nipples between hard
fingers. The pinch was so pleasurable she let out a moan, her eyes closing at
the sheer intensity of the caress. That’s when she realized she would never be
able to wait. She wanted him inside her
now
. She didn’t want foreplay,
nor did she need it. She was so wet, so ready for him…

Opening her eyes, she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him
backward. “Hey!” he complained, obviously not liking being interrupted. That
didn’t last long, especially when she unclasped her bra and muttered, her voice
husky, “Bedroom. Need you. Now.”

“Right.” He blinked, then took control, pulling her behind
him, almost running through the house in his haste to get to the four-poster
bed and its silky coverlet.

He pushed her down and laughed when she bounced and shrieked,
her hair flying in every direction. “Nick!”

“I thought you were in a hurry?” he asked, a teasing glint
in his eyes as he stood there and began undressing.

Lucy moved to a kneeling position in the middle of the bed
and watched him. He worked in construction and it showed—from his wide
shoulders and muscled arms to his upper half tanned from the hours he spent
outside without a shirt on.

When he dropped his pants, though, she nearly had a heart
attack.
Wow
, she mouthed to herself. Sure, she’d known he had a hot
body, but this time it was different. That body was going to be in the same
bed. All damn weekend!

Something she’d never felt before sparked inside her. Last
time, on his car, she’d reacted to the situation and everything had happened so
fast. This time, however, it would be different. She’d been waiting years for
this moment and now that it was here she’d do everything for it to be perfect.
She just had to grab her courage with both hands and go for it. It had sounded
easy when she’d planned this the night before, all safe in her own bed, but now
she was here and he looked so damn good… Lucy took a deep breath. No, she could
do this. This was Nick. She trusted him. He wouldn’t make fun of her. He wanted
her. Hell, she could see his hardened cock from here!

And so, as he hurriedly took his shoes off, she sat back
down and slowly, hopefully seductively, drew her shorts down her legs. When she
knew she had his undivided attention, she turned around and lay on her stomach.

He groaned out loud at the sight of her lacy thong panties.
“Fuck, baby, d’you want to kill me or what?”

Relief swirled through her. She laughed a little and settled
her chin on her crossed arms, her feet waving in the air as if she didn’t have
a care in the world. This was new for her, flirting like this, ignoring the way
her curves usually made her feel, focusing only on making Nick happy. It felt
so good, though, to let go and be the woman she usually was in her dreams. That
sexy woman who knew what to say or do every damn time, unlike the real her who
tended to go quiet when confronted with a situation she wasn’t sure about.

She could be that woman this weekend. She
would
be
that woman. Resolute, she called over her shoulder, “Like it?”

“I love it,” came his response, his voice soft, just as the
bed dipped. He grabbed her ankles and forced her legs wider.

She gasped, but he wasn’t finished. Far from it, actually.
He pressed his bare body down until her ass cushioned his cock, her back his
chest. He blew her hair away from her nape and dropped a soft kiss on the side
of her neck.

“Mmm,” he whispered. “You smell good. I’m sure you taste
good too.”

“God.”

He chuckled at her groan and rocked his hips, rubbing his
cock against the lace dividing her butt cheeks. “I like the lingerie, baby, but
I think it’s time for it to come off.”

“Be my guest.” She pushed on her knees, trying to dislodge
him.

He slid off her and slapped her ass, making her squeal.
“Move up, baby.” He nudged her.

She moved onto her hands and knees and exhaled when she felt
his hands slide up her thighs. He tugged on her panties and pulled them down,
one leg after the other. She was completely naked and his face was only inches
from her pussy. Her insides clenched, moisture trickling down. Her face heated
up, but she should have remembered who she was with.

Fingertips parted her inner lips, a loud growl echoing
behind her only seconds later. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet.”

Only for you
, she thought, but did not repeat the
words out loud. Instead, she pushed back against his hand and said, “Please,
Nick.”

“Not so fast. I need to taste you first.”

Taste me?
“Oh God,” she moaned just as his tongue
flicked her clit. She grabbed a pillow with both hands and hid her face.

“Just as good as I remembered,” he murmured, using his
thumbs to open her even more. “Look at you, all red and glistening.” He pressed
his tongue inside her. His unshaved chin brushed against her pussy, making her
jerk up. He growled and hooked a heavy arm around her hips, holding her down.

She was already so close she could feel that heady heat
blossom inside her. “Nick. Oh, Nick, please.”

“I want to hear you scream, Lucy.”

“I…” She was going to say something, but his teeth had just
clamped around her clit, effectively rendering her mindless. One more lick, one
more nip, and she went flying. She was pretty sure she shouted something too.

“Brace yourself,” he said seconds later.

He moved behind her, his fingers digging into her hips. The
head of his cock brushed against her entrance. He was inside her in one long
thrust she felt to her core.

“Fuck, yes,” he breathed out.

Still coming down from that lovely orgasm, Lucy smiled. “So,
are you going to move anytime soon?” She rolled her hips back.

“Witch.” He slid out of her and rammed back in.

It was as if a switch had been flipped. She clasped the
covers in both hands, trying to hold herself up, his thrusts hard and
unforgiving. Her head hung down, her eyes widening when she saw his hands glide
up her front. He squeezed her breasts, the dual sensation making her arousal
spike.

This was Nick fucking her as if his body had been taken over
by a hungry incubus. These were his hands, his fingers tweaking her nipples
into hard little points. This was the man she’d loved for longer than she could
remember, pushing so deep inside her she wasn’t sure where he started and she
ended.

Her walls clenched around his pounding cock. He groaned
behind her and tightened his hold on her. “Come for me,” he whispered. “Come
for me, Lucy.”

That was all it took really. Just hearing her name on his lips.
Feeling him so deep inside her, and for once it not being a fantasy. It was
reality. Oh yes, it was.

She let go and let the pleasure overwhelm her. She screamed,
her head snapping up. He shouted something behind her, but she was too out of
it to understand. When the wave receded, she collapsed on the bed, her body
racked with aftershocks.

Nick’s big body cuddled her from behind and she smiled when
he kissed her shoulder almost absentmindedly. This was the start of something
good, she was sure of it.

* * * * *

“Are you sure about this?” Nick asked, his voice soft. “We
can always do something else, baby.”

“Nope.” She shook her head, her hair flying past her nose.
“I wanna try it. I keep hearing you guys talking about it and…I trust you.”

“It’s still gonna hurt, Luce.”

“I know!”

“All right, all right. Move onto your hands and knees.
That’s it. I’m gonna add some more lube, okay?”

She grunted something in reply, her focus on her ass and
what he was doing to it. He’d played with her already, inserting one, then two
fingers to widen her rim. It’d felt strange at first, but had progressively
improved, especially when Nick had leaned down and teased her clit with his
tongue at the same time. God, but he was good at this…

She shivered, and it only worsened when he whispered,
“Ready?”

Nodding, she grabbed hold of the coverlet and held on tight.
Why did I ask him to do this? Am I nuts?
The thoughts whirled through
her head as she felt the bed dip behind her, then his palms were spreading her
wide and…his cock was there. Pushing unrelentingly, forcing her rose open,
pushing and pushing. “God.” She squeezed her eyes closed.

“Nearly there, sweetheart. Nearly there.”

He was right. It gave just seconds later, Nick’s satisfied
growl ringing over their heads. It hurt, just as he had warned her. His cock
was huge, and yet she didn’t think she could have trusted anyone else to do
this. It was clear in every one of his movements that he cared for her, that he
didn’t want to push her too far too fast. He slid inside her, inch by slow
inch, until her whole lower half felt heavy and pushed to the limit.

It was such a weird sensation, lessened only by the soft
kisses he kept dropping on her nape. Then he switched to little licks and nips,
his mouth sucking on the tender skin of her shoulder. He was giving her a
hickey!

She couldn’t think of anything else. Nick was marking her.
He was leaving the imprint of his teeth on her, the man who’d said they
couldn’t have a relationship… What the hell did that mean? Had he changed his
mind? Could that be it?

His right hand slid down her rounded stomach and started
teasing her clit in time with his slow thrusts. She redirected her focus to
that touch, and when her insides clenched in anticipation of her impending
orgasm, she knew she’d made the right choice in trusting Nick.

With everything.

Heat spread throughout her. She squeezed her muscles around
Nick’s cock, wanting—no, needing—him to come with her.

“Fuck. Tell me you’re there, baby,” he groaned, his hand
slipping from between her legs. He grabbed hold of her hips and started
thrusting harder. “Luce?”

“I’m gonna come,” she replied breathlessly. “I want you…
Same time… Nick!” Her head snapped back as she shouted, her orgasm rushing over
her, obliterating her every thought.

His cock hardened even more inside her and then he was
shouting too, his fingertips digging into her flesh as if he needed to anchor
himself. Her muscles weak, she fell down, taking him with her. He was heavy on
top of her but she didn’t care. She was still reliving that amazing rush of
pleasure. God, no wonder people liked anal. That had been surreal!

“That was unbelievable, baby,” Nick murmured into her hair
before he pulled away from her. It felt a little awkward when his cock popped
out of her ass with a wet sound. She scrunched up her nose but he was already
turning her around, leaning down to lick his way inside her mouth. She wrapped
her arms around his neck and moaned, shivers running up her spine.

She watched as he climbed off the bed and slid the condom
off, sending it flying toward a nearby trash can. He looked up at her then and
grinned. She smiled back, forcing the “I love you” she’d been about to say back
where it belonged.

This was only supposed to be some fun time spent between
friends, fuck buddies as he’d said. No emotions, no feelings.
God help me
,
she thought as she moved on her side, her eyes still on him. He was making her
fall even more in love with him and he had no idea…

Chapter Four

They hadn’t moved and were still in bed hours later. At some
point Nick had gone to the kitchen and brought back things to snack on, a water
bottle for her and a beer for him. The remnants of their picnic in bed littered
the nightstand. Lucy stared at them, knowing she really should move from her
comfy position on his chest and clean up.

She sighed. “We should do something.”

“Hmm,” he yawned. “Like what?”

“I don’t know. What time is it?”

He turned his head and squinted at the clock on the bedside
table. “Five something.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “We spent all day in bed!”

“Wasn’t that the purpose of this weekend?” he replied,
grabbing her butt with his left hand.

Shaking her head, she moved so she was looking into his
eyes. “Sure, but I think I need a break.”

She watched as his eyes darkened. “Did I hurt you?” He sat
up, forcing her down so he could look her over. “I know I was a bit rough, but,
baby, you should have told me.”

“I’m okay. Nick!” She batted his hands away. “I’m fine, I
promise. It’s just…hmm, I’m not used to so much, you know.”

“Fucking?”

She rolled her eyes as she slipped out of bed. “Exactly.
Let’s take a break, okay?”

He stood up and stretched, rendering her speechless for a
second at the sight of all those muscles moving under tanned golden skin. “What
about we explore the lake a bit? You packed your suit, right?” She nodded.
“Cool. Let’s go swim, then. I feel an urge to dunk you.”

Two seconds later, she’d rounded the bed and tackled him.
They fell on the bed and bounced, laughter echoing loudly in the room as they
mock-wrestled each other.

The scene was eerily familiar a short time later, except
they were now grasping at wet limbs, their shrieks ringing loudly over the
otherwise peaceful lake.

“Don’t you dare!” Lucy stood as far as she possibly could
before the water hit her mouth. The lake seemed clean enough, but it still
wasn’t pool-clean, or clear for that matter. She put her hands in front of her
and repeated, “Don’t!”

“Ha ha, now who’s the chicken?”

“Very mature, Nick.” He grinned, clearly not insulted. “Come
on, stop it.”

“Nah. I don’t think so.”

She huffed, crossing her arms in front of her in a fake show
of bravado. He jumped on the opportunity and had wrapped himself around her two
seconds later.

“Gotcha.” Before she could try to get away, he lowered his
head and took her mouth. The kiss was unexpected, but definitely not
unwelcomed. He let her move her arms, so she hooked them around his neck and
hung on, moaning when he deepened the kiss. His hands slid under the water,
clasping the back of her thighs and forcing her legs up.