Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) (22 page)

“Nick.”

“Erm?”

“If you don’t want to do this. We don’t have to.”

“Fuck, Ellie you are the sweetest. I want it. But for fuck’s sake, hurry up. I need to explode inside that pussy of yours.”

“Oh Nick, you say the most charming things at time.”

Reaching across from Nick, I collect the butt plug, lubrication and condom. As I place the condom over two of my fingers, I felt like a surgeon about to do go into surgery, and another nervous giggle escapes me.

Scuttling down, so that I sit on Nick’s thighs, I begin to knead his butt cheeks. When I make it to his asshole, I make a tentative probe. Nick clenching his fingers round the headboard has me stopping, while I reach for the lube. I drop a large dollop of the goo on to Nick’s tight rosette, before covering the condom with some lube. Gently, I prodded and probed at the rosette, amazed at the way it contracted and then relaxed. Soon I the tips of my fingers are inside and Nick involuntary clenched against them.  It was unbelievable how turned on I was becoming. How wet my panties were. As soon as Nick was used the tips, I pushed my fingers in further, spreading them wide, as I went deeper.

Nick’s groans were becoming louder. I wanted Nick to lose control in a way he never has experienced. On this thought, I pull my fingers back, and thrust in again. Soon I have a rhythm going, and Nick’s groans are becoming louder.

“Ready Nick.”

“Hurry the fuck up Ellie. I’m about to burst.”

“Oh Nick, you do have a lovely way with words.”

With a quiet snigger, I pull my fingers out, and cover the butt plug with a condom and some lubrication. Damn, tomorrow Nick will be shitting himself clean, from the amount of lube I’ve used. Still sniggering, I spread his asshole and gently push in the butt plug. As soon as it was fully in, I lifted my body partially up.

“Nick, turn over on to your back.”

“What?”

“Turn over and I’ll take your cock in me.”

“Ellie. The fucking butt plug is still in my ass.”

“I know. Now turn over, otherwise, I’m going for a shower. Where I’ll finish myself off.”

Nick, spun round so quickly, he momentarily knocked me off his body.

“Nick.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry Ellie.”

As soon as Nick was in place, I remove the cock ring Nick is wearing. A loud groan escaped Nick, as I watched his cock turn from blue to purple. As the blood rushed through his cock. My body is on fire, and I have my own burn in between my legs. Without further ado, I push my panties aside and slide on to Nick’s cock, taking him in as deep as I can. Nick’s body arched upward as I pressed down.

“Fuck Ellie, ride me babe. Ride me long and hard.”

Only too happy to do as Nick asks, I raised by body and rode Nick. With each slide and glide I make, the burn in my pussy became hotter. Juice against lubrication, eased the hard thrusting.

“Nick I’m going to cum.”

“Yeah Ellie girl, that’s it.”

Nick lets go of the headboard, his fingers finding the pulsing hard bud in my pussy, and he presses against it. Like the ride I have just taken, my release is long and hard, and I flew. As I came to land, Nick found his own release. His seed, shattering inside my tunnel, as my muscles clenched firmly onto his shaft.

“Fuck Ellie, No wonder you love your toys.”

Too exhausted to move, I remain where I have plopped against Nick’s chest. Our bodies still joined. I did not care if my love for Nick shows in my face. As I lift my head to look at him. The smile on my face, proving how stunning our lovemaking has been.

“I love you Nick.”

A shadow passes over Nick. The hand which had been wiping my hair away, from my forehead, stills. Not wanting Nick to spoil this moment, I reach up, and kiss him. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss we shared.

Nick still does not respond, as his hand lethargically soothes my back, through the cloth of the dress I am wearing.

“So Nick you have it hot for Alice.”

“Easily, she isn’t as innocent as she makes out.”

“Haven’t you read the book Nick? She walks on the wild side.”

Chapter 29

The shrill ring of a cell going off, brings me out of my sleep. My body was satiated and lethargic from a night of lovemaking. Nick is a thorough an insatiable lover. I neither want to open my eyes or leave my bed. Yet the phone had been persistent with its ringing.

“Nick.”

“What.”

“Your phone’s ringing.”

“I’ve got it.”

Nick’s voice is drowsy with sleep as he mutters into my neck.

“Nick, its ringing again.”

Reluctantly, Nick reaches across my body for the offending instrument. As he continues with his conversation, I reach down to his cock and cup the ready hardness. Nick’s free hand came down and stills my movements, as he smirks at me.

“Sorry Ellie. There’s trouble at the club, and I need to go.”

Disappointment, rose through my body, as Nick climbed out of the bed, searching for his denims.

“What are you doing today?”

“Seeing Ivy off, and collecting Toby and Amelia from Eliza’s. I did have other plans, but…”

“Bitch.”

Nick’s face has me chuckling, as I climb out of the bed to get dressed. Twenty minutes later I am at Ivy’s place. Where there were already several cars parked along the road. We may have given her a leaving party the night before, but it looks as though I was not the only one who has come to say bye.

Ivy is sitting at the kitchen table, with tears trailing down her cheek, which she keeps wiping away with her hand.

“Damn, I feel like an idiot.”

“Oh, don’t Ivy. We’re going to miss you too.”

“You’ll come and visit Ellie. The others have already said they will.”

“Sure I will. We can make a weekend of it, when the guys go off on a run.”

The sound of a bike pulling up, is an unnecessary reminder that Flynn was here to collect Ivy.

“You don’t have to go Ivy.”

“I do Ellie. There’s nothing here for me.”

With one last hug, I follow Ivy out of the house. There is a compelling aura about Flynn. Which, if you combine it with how sexy, the bald headed fighter was, is a dangerous combination. Apart from what I read in the papers, I know very little about Flynn. Although Ivy was insistent that there is nothing going on between them. Maybe once she is away from Comfort Springs, and Dec, she will find some happiness. 

As I move closer to the biker, I notice the split lip and bruise on his face. Flynn is a champion UFC fighter. If his face looks like that, I would hate to see what the other person looks like. Then I remembered the call, Nick had received this morning. Maybe Ivy is doing the right thing, and someone might just get off their fat backside and chase what he wants.

“Ellie, are you still with us?”

Laura’s voice, breaking into my thoughts of Ivy and Dec, reminds me that I am still in the middle of the street.

“Sorry Laura, I was just thinking,”

“Some people fight for what they want Ellie. And other’s. Their afraid to get hurt and run.”

Laura, is Rayven’s mother, and apart from some gossip I have heard about her. I actually know very little about the woman in the wheelchair. However, when I look at her, her gaze is on Ted, Baby Blu and Emily’s father.

“And it’s never too late to go for what you want.”

Laura left me as she went to join Ted.

“I’m going to miss Ivy.”

“We all are Rayven.”

“I know, but she was great for Momma. She still has bouts of depression.”

“Oh, I didn’t know. I thought…”

“So does everyone else Ellie. If you can’t see it, no one cares or believes in it.”

Rayven did not wait for a response, as she went and joined Laura. Unsure what Rayven wants of me, I was about to follow her when my cell vibrated.

Nick: Running late, will catch up with you later.

Me: I saw Flynn.

Nick: Yeah, you should see the state of the clubhouse.

Nick: I can still smell you on my skin, x.

When I see the kiss, I am not sure what to make of it. What I do know, is that it makes my pussy pulse, and for a moment, I seriously thought, about doing away with my panties.

Me: I’m going to have a long bath, x.

Nick: Think of me while you’re in it, x.

If I was going to be thinking of Nick while in the tub. I wanted him, to know what he was missing. After a quick check of the street to make sure no one could see, I climb into my car and take a picture, sending it to Nick.

Nick: I’ll add this one to the others, x.                           

Over the last few weeks, I have sent Nick, a selection of risqué photos. With this photo, and the few we have taken in the house, Nick is gathering quite a portfolio.

DCMC

Pouring myself a glass of Merlot, I went to the front porch and sat on the hammock. The evening is peaceful, and dusk was just beginning to fall. Toby and Amelia, were tucked up in bed. Both tired from the impulse visit to the zoo. Now I was waiting for Nick.

Since hooking up with Nick, there are times when I feel as though my behavior, resembles a horny teenager, with only one goal in life. To have Nick’s dick in my pussy. As I continue to sip my Merlot, a cab pulls up and an old lady starts to walk down my path. Intrigued at who could be calling this late, I rose from the swing and wait.

“Hello”

“Is Nikolas here?”

So she was looking for Nick.

“No, he’s due home soon. Do you want to come inside and wait for him?”

“I’m Nikolas’s Grand’Mere, and the cab needs paying.”

Grandmother or not, I was unable to move, as I watched in amazements as the woman entered my home. With no option, but to pay the cab, I ran into the house and collect my purse. By the time I returned inside. Nick’s grandmother has removed her coat and is sitting on the sofa.

My first thought was, she is old, very old. Her silver gray hair was piled up at the base of her neck. Her face, covered in far too many lines.

Dull brown eyes look at me, the over red lips, drawn into two narrow strips, surrounded by further crinkly skin.

“So you are Nikolas’s piece of trollop.”

Outraged at being called a trollop. I draw myself up to my full five-foot seven, and stare down at the woman, who has made herself at home in my house.

“Nick and I are friends, yes.”

“Friends. His mother was a whore. And like his father, he’s picked himself a whore to slake his lust on.”

“Listen Mrs Winchester. No one comes into my home, and calls me a whore. Now I suggest you hold your mouth and wait for Nick.”

“He’s evil you know. Do you know what kind of a boy he was? He spread vicious lies about his father. If it was not for Nikolas, my son would not have been sent to prison. Never mind having died in that filthy place.”

Eliza and I may have had our ups and downs, but never has she belittled her sons.

“What do you want?”

About to retort to her demeaning of Nick, I was stopped by the gruff voice coming from the doorway. Nick’s skin is ashen, and he is holding on to the door jamb.

“Nikolas, I received this letter. It says you’ve sold the house, and that I have to vacate my home.”

“That’s right. And I suggest you leave here. Now.”

Shocked by what I am hearing, I stare at Nick. Unable to believe he has made this old woman homeless.

“Nick.”

“Ellie, this is between that bitch and me.”

“Nikolas, you promised I could live in the house for the remainder of my days.”

“I changed my mind.”

My heart went out to the frail old lady. Her composure breaking as she looked at Nick in shock.

“Nikolas.”

“How the fuck did you find out where I live?”

“From your brother.”

I thought I knew Nick, I always thought he was an only child

“Nick.”

“Don’t lie.”

“I’m not. You have a brother, Marcus and a sister, Yvette.”

Nick sways on his feet, and I have an uneasy feeling that he was going to be sick. If not him, I most definitely was, if the churning in my stomach, is anything to go by.

Yvette the skank, is his sister and she has claimed to have slept with him.

“Nick.”

My voice was a whisper, as I look from one to the other. Brown eyes, full of hatred bore into Nick. His gaze is unflinching, as he lifts his cell to his ear.