by Tania Sparks
I can hear the water turn on. He walks back out of the bathroom, wanders over to the stereo system and turns on some music. It’s at a low volume and it’s an erotic and sensual soundtrack with a tribal feel to it. It’s definitely music to make love to and my nipples harden in anticipation. He walks over to the kitchen and grabs a bottle of champagne out of the fridge and couple of champagne flutes out of the cupboard. He picks up a remote and presses some buttons, the lights in the whole suite dim. Then he goes back to the bathroom. He does all of this without even glancing at me once. I’m dying of excitement. He’s making me wait while he prepares everything for a night of what I’m sure is going to be pure bliss. After another couple of minutes I can smell the fragrance of the bubble bath wafting from the bathroom as the scent of apple blossom and jasmine tickle my senses.
Nikki casually strolls out of the bathroom. He’s looking at me now. In fact his eyes are fiery with passion. He reaches the couch, leans down and picks me up, placing one arm under my knees and the other around my back. He growls in my ear, “I can’t wait any longer to get you naked.”
We reach the bathroom and he gently places me down next to the bath. The lights are completely turned off in here, but there are a dozen or so candles glowing around the room. It’s extremely romantic. Slowly he starts to remove my clothing. We don’t say a thing but the hunger and desire buzzing between us is palpable. Finally I’m standing naked in front of him. He rumbles, “You’re so gorgeous. Undress me beautiful girl.”
He’s so god-damned bossy, and I’m loving it! I slip my hands under his t-shirt and lift it up and over his head. I’m distracted by his muscled torso and the magnificent intricate tattoos that cover his body. I run my fingertips over him tracing every line of ink and every ridge of muscle. I look up to his face and he’s watching me raptly with a soft smile on his face. I smile back at him and continue by removing his jewelry. I take off his leather wrist bands and slowly remove his rings one by one, placing them on the bathroom vanity. I’m taking my time, savoring every touch.
I whisper, “Do all your tattoos mean something?”
“Most of them do, but some of them I just got because they look cool.”
I chuckle as I trace my finger along a tattoo of a vine that entwines around his arm. The pictures are entrancing and I’m fascinated by them. I purr, “Well they all look pretty hot if you ask me.”
He can see I’m obviously obsessed by his ink. He chuckles back at me, “I’m glad you like.”
I run my fingers along the waistband of his jeans then unhurriedly undo his belt. I slide my hands inside his jeans and slowly push them down his legs. He steps out of them and kicks them to the side. I push down his boxer shorts next. My heartbeat quickens as I peruse his sexy as hell body.
He holds out his hand to me. “Why don’t we hop in the bath?”
I place my hand in his and use it as support as I step into the bath. I lower myself down into the hot foamy water and my body instantly relaxes. “Ooh, that feels good,” I hum.
“Scoot up a bit, I’ll jump in behind you.”
Nikki slides in behind me, his legs straddle my body. He’s hard and solid behind me and I can feel his erection nudging at my back. He reaches over and picks up a couple of glasses of champagne and passes one to me. We both take a sip as I relax into him. After a couple of minutes he places down his glass and picks up a soft sponge. He squirts it with body wash and starts to caress it over my body. He starts with my shoulders and back, massaging in small circles. He strokes the sponge down my arms then back up again. His attention then moves to my breasts as he swirls the soapy sponge around and over my nipples, making them harden in response. A deep rumble emanates from his chest and vibrates through me as he moves the sponge lower to stroke between my thighs. This time it’s me that lets out a contented moan as he rubs and caresses me. It feels so good but I know his fingers would feel so much better. This is sweet torture as I start to rise and fall to his movements. He chuckles and stops caressing me. I turn my head to question him and he’s smiling at me, he growls, “Slow remember.”
I humph in protest. Okay, two can play at that game. Let’s see how long he can control himself if I’m the one that’s caressing him. I turn around so I’m facing him and kneel between his legs. I take the sponge from his hand and add some more body wash. I’m gazing into his eyes and smirking slyly as I start to circle the sponge across his chest. After playing particular attention to his torso. I move lower to stroke his more than ready erection. A deep groan escapes from his mouth as he closes his eyes and drops his head back to rest on the edge of the bath. I continue to caress him erotically, slowly stroking up and down his entire length. I secure my hand around him and squeeze. His eyes open, but they’re hooded with desire. He shakes his head slowly, silently warning me to not get too carried away but I ignore his warning as I grip tighter and move rhythmically. He grabs hold of my wrist, “You challenging me beautiful? Because if you are, I can guarantee I can last all night. How long do you think you’ll be able to hold off when I stroke my fingers inside that sweet pussy of yours?”
I grin at him, turn back around and rest my back against his front. I pick up my champagne glass and take another sip, just taking a moment to savor the hot water and the amazing man sharing it with me. After a while Nikki says, “Okay, let’s get out and take this to the bedroom huh?”
“Hmm, sounds perfect.” We both stand up and step out of the bath. Nikki grabs a soft fluffy towel and wraps it around my shoulders. He picks up a towel for himself and wraps it around his waist then he helps me to get dry. The whole time his eyes are burning with desire as he studies my body. Once I’m completely dry he wraps the towel around me, lifts me up and places me on the sink vanity while he dries himself off. Once he’s done he throws his towel to the ground and lifts me down from the sink. He removes my towel and drops it down to the ground too. Taking my hand we walk to the bedroom completely naked.
I climb onto the bed and Nikki climbs on next to me. Our hands and eyes start to explore each other’s bodies. Both of us touching and learning the contours and feel of each other. Nikki repositions himself so he’s now sitting on top of me straddling my hips.
He leans down, our lips meet and he kisses me softly. He sucks my lower lip into his mouth and nips it softly, dragging it through his teeth. His lips move to my neck then he kisses and nibbles his way down to my collarbone and down to my breasts. He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth and swirls his tongue around and around, bringing it to a hard peek. Suddenly I feel a firm bite which sends a jolt of electricity straight to my core. I groan and arch my back in pleasure.
He scoots back a bit so he’s positioned between my knees. He sucks and nibbles his way down towards my stomach and lower still. He lifts one of my legs and slowly places kisses all the way from my ankle, seductively up my leg, around my knee and along my thigh. Then he places my leg on his shoulder. He lifts my other leg and places that on his other shoulder as he mumbles, “I’m going to taste you now. I’m going to make you come. I want to feel you explode and I want you to come all over my face.”
Jesus Christ! If he carries on talking like that, I’m going to be coming before he even touches me! He lifts me slightly and leans down, his tongue strokes a long line up along my pussy. His lips suck, his teeth nibble and his tongue explores. I can feel a tingling which is growing more and more intense. His tongue thrusts inside me, then one of his hands moves to my clit and he starts to press firmly in small circles. I explode instantly as pleasure radiates from my core. I yell out, “Oh my fucking god!”.
I can feel the vibration of Nikki groaning as he continues to suck and lap at me, prolonging my orgasm even longer. After what feels like forever, I slowly start to come down from my high. Nikki is watching me intently with desire and admiration. I can see myself glistening on his face. He reaches up and wipes his face with his hand and sucks on his fingers then lies down next to me.
We spend the next few hours touch
ing and learning what we each like, which is pretty much anything and everything! Nikki has already made me come five times and each and every time blows my mind. He’s insatiable, I’ve never known anyone that can recover as quickly as he does. He’s already come three times and he hasn’t even had his cock inside me yet. Every touch, every caress and every orgasm has just been by our mouths and hands. He’s driving me crazy. I beg him, “Nikki, I really need you inside me, please.”
“It’s not quite sun up yet beautiful. When we see the sun come in through the window, you can have me inside you.” He kisses me tenderly on my neck. His kisses are soft and loving. He moves to my mouth and we kiss passionately as our hands continue to roam tenderly over every inch of each other.
He’s staring into my eyes when we both notice a glimmer of sunlight start to come in through the open curtains. The sun is rising. He leans across to the bedside table and grabs a condom and rolls it on his cock which is as hard as steel and more than ready. Without a word he moves on top of me and slowly pushes inside. I wrap my legs around him. It feels incredible. Even though I’ve come so many times already, this is what I have been craving, this is what I have been begging for.
Moving slowly back and forth his entire length strokes resolutely inside me. Our eyes haven’t left each other as we glide together. I squeeze myself around him and he groans, “Holy hell.”
I moan, “Oh god, that feels so good.” I close my eyes absorbing all the pleasure.
“Keep your eyes open beautiful. I want to watch you when you come and I want you to see what you do to me.”
I open my eyes and they’re transfixed on his. There seems to be so many unspoken words being communicated between us, the connection is incredible. This is definitely so much more than just a night of pleasure, this is so much more than anything I’ve experienced before. It’s making love and it’s definitely a first for me.
I can feel an orgasm building and we both groan in pleasure. He expands inside me and we both know we’re really close. He picks up speed, moving rhythmically and plunging hard. I can feel him start to pulse inside me and it pushes me over the edge as my orgasm consumes every inch of my body. He quickly follows. Our bodies convulse together as electrical charges flow through both of us in waves of pleasure that go on and on in a never ending explosion of fireworks. By the time the pulses between us start to subside we’re both completed shattered.
Nikki rolls off me and collapses on his back on the bed beside me. His arms fall across his face. He’s smiling. He asks, “Sweetheart?”
“Yeah.” I reply tiredly.
“That was…damn. What was that?” he questions.
“That was amazing,” I chuckle.
“Yeah, that was fuckin’ amazing. But I’ve never experienced that sort of intensity before. What the hell was it?”
I turn on my side. He puts his arm out so I can snuggle into his chest as I murmur. “I think that was making love. And I’m pretty keen to do it again…soon!”
He’s stroking my shoulder tenderly as he murmurs, “Hell yeah!”
We finally collapse into a peaceful sleep, snuggled together with the morning sunlight streaming in through the windows.
Chapter 6
We only get a few hours sleep. I had to get up so I didn’t miss my flight back to LA. I’m standing at the door, my bag is packed and by my side. Nikki and I are wrapped around each other. I’m snuggled into his shoulder and his head is resting on top of my head. Neither of us really want to end what has been an amazing few days. And last night, that was…that was mind-blowing. Not just the incredible sex, but the connection we shared. It scares the shit out of me.
He mumbles into my hair, “Trix?...”
“Yeah.” I sigh contentedly.
“Are you sure that neither of us do relationships?” He sounds hesitant and unsure.
I stay silent. He doesn’t wait for an answer before he continues.
“It’s just that this feels like a lot more than just a hook-up.”
I’m barely acknowledging that fact myself, never mind admitting it to him. I sigh and although my heart is thinking differently I reply, “Yeah, neither of us do relationships Nikki, you know that.”
He takes a deep intake of breath and lets it out slowly, “Okay. If you say so. But..”
I lean back slightly and hold a finger over his lips. “Shush…we’ll see each other again next week back home in Oklahoma. Let’s just leave it open like that huh?”
Nikki smiles at me warmly and gives me a chaste but affectionate kiss on my lips. “Okay my party girl.”
I return his warm smile. “Okay my rock star.”
The serious moment evaporates and his cheeky smirk returns. He releases me from his arms, “Take care sweetheart. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
I shake my head and smile seductively at him. “I’ll try, but no promises.”
“Bye darlin’.”
“Bye, see you next week.” I turn to walk out and he slaps me on my ass. I turn my head, smirk at him and walk out of the suite. The door closes behind me.
The last few days have been amazing. I can feel myself falling for Nikki and I know our relationship is quickly developing into more than just a hook-up, but the thought of that terrifies me. I’m conflicted. Do I let myself fall or do I pull back to save myself from a possible heartbreak later on?
I make my way down in the elevator and walk despairingly through the lobby. I feel sad but I’m already looking forward to seeing Nikki again next week. It’s just a week for god sake. I’m such a sap, I need to get over myself, get home and get busy.
I slide into the limo that Nikki’s arranged to take me to the airport. The driver puts my bag in the boot, hops in the front seat and starts the engine. We pull out and head towards the airport. We haven’t even got two minutes down the road when my phone dings, it’s a text from Nikki.
I miss you already. xox
I consider his text. It means a lot more than just those simple words. You don’t say I miss you to just a hook up. I sigh deeply and text back.
I miss you too.
~~~
The flight home goes smoothly. When I get back to LA I check my phone. There’s a text that came in only a few minutes ago. It’s from Caleb, my manager from the club who’s been looking after TBCs while I’ve been gone.
Hey babe. You on your way home?
I text back, Yeah – just getting a taxi now.
He texts back straight away. Great I’ll meet you at your place. I’ll bring coffee.
It’s not unusual for Caleb to come around to my place. Hell, he’s even ‘stayed over’ a few times when both of us have felt like a bit of company. But it is unusual for him to want to meet me as soon as I get home. Surely if he has something he needs to tell me, he could do it on the phone or at the club tonight? It must be important enough that he wants to talk to me face-to-face. I hope nothing’s wrong.
I get to my apartment and open the door. Caleb’s already inside. He has a key. I know it’s odd for a guy to have a key to my apartment, but Caleb’s different, he’s a good friend. We hang out together often and I feel comfortable letting him come and go as he pleases.
We first met when I needed a consultant to help me set up the club. He has his own business specializing in hospitality consultancy and has a heap of experience setting up new places. I had run bars and clubs before but had never set one up from scratch. Caleb was invaluable and it’s partly due to all his hard work, dedication and advice that TBCs is the massive success it is today. Instead of payment for his services, we negotiated for him to take a shareholding in the club. He’s basically a silent partner but he often fills in for me when I need a night or two off, no questions asked, just a friend helping a friend. I know I can trust him.
He hangs out at the club most Friday and Saturday nights. More often than not, if we’re really busy, he’ll help out behind the bar. The female customers adore him and he gets constant offers and propositions which he
frequently takes up. In fact, he’s a bit of a man-whore who has a reputation for having mad crazy skills in the bedroom. He frequently hooks up with all the best looking girls. He’s definitely hot. He has a body to die, his smile is mesmerizing and just he radiates charisma.
We’ve hooked up more than once or twice. On those nights where it’s been too busy for either of us to pick up a partner for the night, we go home together. His reputation is well deserved. He’s scorching hot and has unbelievable bedroom skills. We always have fun, but both of us know that we’re just good friends and occasional fuck buddies.
I walk inside and Caleb is setting out the coffees and also some yummy looking cakes on the kitchen bench. He looks as edible as the cakes in his pale blue jeans and tight white t-shirt, a lot more casual than what he wears to the club. But no matter what he’s wearing, he always looks good.
He hears me come inside and turns around and smiles, “Hey there babe.”
“Hey Caleb.”
“Well, come and give me a hug, I haven’t seen much of you lately. I’ve missed my girl.”
I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his waist as we give each other a warm hug and a chaste kiss on the lips. “I’ve missed you too,” I say sincerely. We sit down at the dining table and quickly dig into the cakes and coffee. Caleb’s brought me my favorite mocha decaf from Starbucks and some of the delicious cakes from the bakery down the road that I always lust after. He knows me so well.
“So what’s up?” I ask. “Why the urgent meeting that couldn’t wait until I got to the club tonight?”
