Unexpected Mr. Right (15 page)

"Now that's not true, Slugger. Something is definitely going on between us."

"Nothing serious."

"Say's who?” Nico smiled at her.

Tabby couldn't be more surprised by his words. “Says us."

"Says you."

Words escaped her. What did he mean? Knowing Nico, he was having fun trying to give Bri a show since she called them out so bluntly. But still, he looked so serious she couldn't be sure.

"I think I'd have to agree with Nico on this one,” Luciano added. “You two look like a couple to me.” He nodded toward her. Tabby looked behind her to see Nico's arm around her on the back of the chair.

"Am I on candid camera or something?” This so didn't make sense. Nico talked like he wanted more than just their friends with benefits arrangement. Luciano acted like he knew something she didn't and Bri, well, she was being herself but not the rest of them.

"No you're not on candid camera but I do think you're in denial.” Brianna took a sip of her drink. “Pretty soon I'm going to be the only single person at this table."

Tabby pushed the key in her lock with a nervous hand. Why her nerves decided to kick in tonight she hadn't a clue. But they did. As she opened the door to her apartment she couldn't help but think about what they'd talked about at dinner tonight. What Luciano said. What Nico said. She couldn't make sense of it. No matter how many times she tried to remind herself they were just friends, friends who happened to sleep together, but friends all the same, the shoe just didn't fit. Tonight felt different.

The reason why escaped her. She knew where they stood, knew they wanted different things in life but for the first time she found herself wishing they could meet in the middle somewhere. She blocked that thought from her conscience. She wasn't there yet, but she had a feeling Nico could be a man she'd fall in love with. Real love, not the wishful façade she felt in the past.

"I'm exhausted.” Tabby put her purse on the table. “I had such a long week."

"Yeah, me too, Slugger."

After stepping into her kitchen, Tabby opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. “Do you want a glass?"

Nico shrugged. “Sounds good to me. While you get that I'm going to use your restroom real quick."

He left the room. Tabby opened the wine bottle and poured the wine into their glasses. She needed to relax tonight but she also wanted Nico. Her body pulsed at the thought of having him again. To her surprise she heard the water start in her bathroom. Seconds later Nico stepped into the kitchen a mischievous smile on his gorgeous face.

"You have a Jacuzzi tub."

Oh boy. “I know."

"That's the perfect way for us to start our night, Slugger. Grab the bottle and I'll get the wine glasses."

Her shakiness returned but whether it originated because of fear or excitement she couldn't tell. Both emotions bubbled in her body like a pot with water boiling over the edges. She felt that same amount of heat as well. Tabby carried the bottle of wine and followed Nico into her bathroom. Her oversized, Jacuzzi tub sat half filled, her candles were lit, the lights off making the room dim and sensual.

Nico set the glasses on the thick edge of the tub before turning off the water. He twisted around to face her. “This will be even better than our night on the phone, Tesoro.” He took the bottle from her hand and placed it next to the wine glasses.

"My hands will really be on you, touching you, rubbing you.” His words made her tingle like his hands were already doing what she knew would come shortly. He reached out to her and started to unbutton her blouse. She shivered in anticipation.

Nico lowered the blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She stood in front of him in her white lace bra and skirt. Leaning toward her he kissed the crease between her neck and shoulder. Tabby took a deep breath and inhaled his musky, masculine scent. Nico kissed his way down her neck, he stopped to lick the swell of her breasts. A moan ripped from the back of her throat.

Then he nipped at her breast through the lace of her bra while his hands worked at the latch in the back. “I like lace almost as much as I like silk but this has to go.” With a flick her bra unlatched, Nico quickly discarded it on the floor with her shirt.

"You're amazing, Tabby. Do you know that?"

She felt the warmth of his mouth around her nipple. An aching need pounded inside every inch of her. She didn't answer. Nico switched breasts, this time his skillful, wet tongue flicked her peak, he rolled her other nipple between two fingers of one hand when she felt his other hand try and ease down the zipper on her skirt.

"I want you naked but I want to touch you at the same time. I can't keep my hands off your sexy body.” He was a talker and it turned her on even more. She'd never been with someone who talked as much as Nico did during foreplay or sex. His voice so filled with lust, with urgency built the pleasure in her body to new heights. Both his hands moved to her back, skimming up and down her bare skin tickling her and fueling the pulsing throb between her legs.

"That was a hint, Tabby.” His breath heated her breast, his hands still rubbed her back, her side, her shoulders. “Take off your skirt.” His words were an order but one she didn't mind to obey. She felt the lick of his tongue at her nipple before he sucked it deeply into his mouth. The pleasure zooming through her whole body almost made her forget his command to take off her skirt. But she didn't. She wanted to get naked so he could touch her everywhere.

Tabby unzipped the side zipper on her skirt and it shimmied down her legs to join her other clothes on the linoleum floor. Nico stopped his movements, backed away, his eyes never left hers and smiled.

He needed another set of hands, another set of eyes, so he could touch and take in every gorgeous part of Tabby's body. She stood in front of him, beautiful mocha skin contrasting the white of her lacey panties, her cropped hair sexily disheveled from his hands, her arms hanging to her side. He'd never seen a more beautiful sight in his life. He wanted to take her in every way imaginable. She had his insides in knots and not just from the lust that overwhelmed his aching body. Something about her reached him on a deeper level.

Nico eyed the dark thatch of curls he saw behind he sexy, barley there panties. Unable to use any finesse at this moment he ripped the panties down her legs. Tabby stepped out to accommodate him. He sucked in a deep breath. His dick throbbed with the passionate need only Tabby could give him.

She sucked her lower lip into her mouth and watched him. Nico fought himself not to take her mouth again, not to reach out and bury his fingers inside her. First he needed to release his body from the constricting clothes that suddenly felt five sizes too small. And he wanted her to do it. Wanted to see her long, sexy, fingers on his body, taking off his clothes.

As if she could read his mind Tabby stepped forward and pulled his shirt up and over his head. Damn he wanted her. Next she lowered herself to the floor, pulling his button from the hole and lowering his pants and boxer-briefs down his legs. He loved watching her undress him. Loved seeing the unbridled passion in her eyes when she looked at his naked body. Then she did something he hadn't expected but it felt so right all he could do was moan when she cupped him, stroked the length of him.

"Jesus, Tabby. Even your hands turn me inside out."

"You make me feel so incredibly sexy. When I'm with you I feel like a wanton woman who can tame even the most untamable man. No one has ever turned me on like you do, Nico."

Whatever grew between them was more than just turning each other on. He'd been turned on in the past. Nothing compared to what she did to him. He ached, burned, to possess her. She kissed the head of his cock and he almost died right there. He couldn't handle that. Not right now. He needed to touch her. “Not yet, baby. I'm dying to get my hands on you. To pleasure you.” Pulling her to her feet, Nico kissed her. His tongue dove into her mouth telling her just how much he wanted her.

He stopped and stepped into the tub, bringing her with him. She sat between his legs, her back against his chest. Reminding himself that he wanted to make her feel good in every way he could, Nico started by rubbing her shoulders. She leaned against him, relaxed as he kneaded her muscles. Damn her silky soft skin felt right under his fingers. He could feel her melting under his touch, moans and sighs filled the air.

"You have magical hands, Nico."

He moved his magical hands to tease her breasts. A shocked gasp escaped her before she relaxed against him again. He cupped her mounds, rolled and pinched her nipples. “My hands where made to give you pleasure, baby. You're body made for me to touch.” He was telling her what he wanted. Before this night ended he'd get Tabby to realize they should give this a shot. A real shot, not the friends with benefits crap she thought they had going right now. “I would do anything to make you happy, to make your body burst with satisfaction."

He lowered one hand beneath the water and cupped her between her legs. She opened them giving him better access. Without hesitation Nico plunged two fingers inside her. He pumped them in and out, her body matching his rhythm.

"Nico,” she said breathlessly.

"Yes baby?” He kept his fingers going, his other hand still enjoying her breast.

"Oh my God you feel so good. I ... I can hardly stand it."

"You can take whatever I give you, Tesoro. I love to feel your silky heat wrapped around my fingers, feel your body buck against mine. You're so hot, Tabby. So perfect. Don't doubt what you can handle."

She came apart in his arms, screaming his name, her body tightening around his fingers. His cock jutted against her backside with the sweet sound of her release. He almost came himself.

Her body sizzled. Intense fervor surged in her and now she lay against Nico's firm body, blissfully content. She felt his erection begin to move against her backside making her body purr to life. Despite the overpowering climax she just had she felt ready for another round. She wanted to feel him inside her again, filling her, stroking her to completion. He was an addictive pleasure that she couldn't deny herself. Not right now. “Take me to bed.” Her voice came out a plea.

"I thought you'd never ask.” Nico stood up lifting her in his strong arms in one fluid movement. On the way out he grabbed his pants and a towel from her rack. They never drank the wine, left the tub filled, and soaked her floor on their journey to her room but she didn't care. All that mattered right now was Nico and getting him inside her. Her body urgent for his touch.

"You have to stand up for a minute, baby.” Nico set her on her feet before he quickly began to dry her. He didn't take his time, didn't touch her, she could see his enthusiasm in his movements, in his eyes. His laid back demeanor completely disappeared. Her body felt aware of his every movement. His quick brushes with the towel made her shiver in anticipation, when he dried himself she watched, waited until he would lay her down.

His olive skin was so was smooth yet masculine, his dark body hair added to his sexual allure. Veins showed in his hands, in his cock. Everything turned her on, she wanted to soak in the sight of him. Every part of him. He dropped the towel and grabbed condoms from his pants pocked throwing them on the bedside table. Nico sat on her bed and pulled her on top of him then leaned back, his head resting on the pillows.

"I want you to ride me, Tabby."

Her body shattered into a million different pieces at his request. Tabby leaned down and kissed him. Nico took over his tongue erotically intertwining with hers. Damn this man could kiss. She straddled him, her sex against his as his tongue dove in and out of her mouth. His hands roamed her body, caressing her into an extremely erotic state.

"Condom,” he said against her mouth.

Tabby grabbed a condom package, ripped it open and then lowered it on his massively hard erection. He was so large, so long and thick. She sat up enough to get him into the right position before she lowered herself on him. He stretched her, filled her oh so right. Unable to hold back anymore Tabby started to move on top of him. Nico leaned up enough to suck one of her nipples into his mouth and she almost came right then and there.

"Hell, yeah, baby. You feel so good. I can't get enough of you."

She wanted to please him so she continued to rock on top of him. She stretched one arm out behind his head pushing him closer to her aching breasts. Nico moved with her, his tongue giving her just as much pleasure as his lower half. It was all too much, too consuming. Tabby felt herself shatter. Explosions ignited inside her as she called out his name. A couple strokes later she felt him join her in sexual bliss.

Tabby's limp body rolled over easily when Nico pulled her into his arms. She was spent. Her body damp with perspiration, her breaths coming out in shallow gasps. “I didn't think you'd be much of a cuddler."

He let out a small laugh. “I'm usually not. There's something different about you though. I want to feel every inch of your delectable body."

Now it was her turn to laugh. Oh she appreciated his efforts all right but there's no way he thought her any different than he did the other women he'd been with. What they had wasn't any different. Are you sure about that?

"I don't think I said anything funny."

She thought a moment trying to figure out how to word what she wanted to say to him. She didn't want him to pretend this to be something it wasn't. The lines were already a little blurry for her. Nico turned out to be so much more than she ever thought he would and so far she liked everything she discovered about him. That scared her. She didn't want to start thinking they had a relationship when she knew they didn't. Not a real one at least. “I'm not different, Nico. I'm a fling. I know what you want and I'm okay with that."

The pad of his thumb started caressing circles on her stomach. The movement felt so intimate. Especially when he dropped feather kisses on the back of her neck. God the man made her feel good. Not just sexually either. He made her feel good about herself. Made her smile, laugh.