Never and Always

by Khardine Gray

  Because he wasn’t thinking about dancing. “Trust me, it’s a good song.”

  “What if they don’t play the song?”

  He got the feeling she knew he was trying to avoid dancing altogether. “Everywhere plays this song, babe.”

  “But you can’t remember the name of it?” She smiled slyly.

  “No, babe.”

  She held his gaze, then looked out to the dance floor where it just looked like a mass of bodies smashed together in a wild, heated frenzy.

  “Hi,” said a dark-haired guy who approached them at the table. The guy looked like a body builder, with his mass of muscles purposely on display in his tight-fitted t-shirt.

  “Hi.” Mia smiled. The guy was looking at her as if she were some kind of exotic meal, which Nick couldn’t blame him for. She did look smoking hot and he felt like a fool sitting here not doing anything because Glenn told him not to give his sister the wrong idea.

  “I couldn’t help but notice you two not dancing, so I hoped you weren’t together together,” the guy said in a complete macho way, now ignoring Nick.

  Asshole. Nick could have him on the floor within seconds. That muscle image didn’t do shit. Besides, he looked like one of those steroid junkies that just bulked up for the look.

  “We’re together, but just not dancing,” Mia said, looking at Nick and raising her brows.

  “Well how about a dance until your boy comes to his senses?” The guy smiled and glanced over at Nick.

  Nick was about to tell him to fuck off, but stopped mid-sentence when he heard Mia’s voice say, “Sure, but that may take forever.”

  “I would be very happy to dance with you forever,” the guy said, putting out his hand to take hers, which she gladly accepted.

  Nick opened his mouth to protest but didn’t know what to say. Stupidly, he watched the idiot take her hand, leading his girl away from him to dance with her.

  He kept his gaze peeled to them, not wanting to let her out of his sight for a second. The music playing was upbeat but sexy.

  It was a psychedelic club mix of Sarah McLachlan’s Possession. That made everyone go even wilder in their dancing and drove them closer.

  The guy was behind Mia with his arm around her waist and her pressed up against him, grinding with her.

  But her eyes were on him, on Nick.

  Nick froze as he watched her little hips circle, her eyes on him as she ran her hands down her body slowly from the top of her head, over her shoulders and her breasts, and down the toned length of her abs to her waist.

  That was when all loyalty to Glenn dissipated from his mind and it became very clear that Mia wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

  Nick all but forgot who Glenn was when he rose from his chair and marched over to them and took hold of Mia’s arm, pulling her away from the guy.

  “Hey man, we’re not done,” the guy complained. “We haven’t even had a whole song.”

  “Don’t be stupid and start on me, man, it won’t end well for you.” Nick smiled at the guy in the cool, calm manner he used when he used to be a Marine.

  The guy swore and had the good sense to move away. Nick was slightly taller and had real muscles you could only get from serious, hardcore, military training. The guy must have sized him up and knew better than to mess with him.

  Nick looked at Mia who was giving him a curious look, her pretty mouth set and lips agape. He pulled her closer so that she was facing him. She pressed her hands on his chest and he slipped his arms around her. He leaned down so that he was right next to her ear.

  “You were teasing me,” he spoke against the soft lobe of her ear.

  “Eureka, finally after a lifetime you notice me,” she replied firmly, brushing the side of her face against his.

  “It didn’t take a lifetime for me to notice you.” It felt like something had broken down the walls between them. The walls that kept him from being like this with her.

  “It felt that way to me,” she breathed softly.

  “Dance with me,” he whispered, sounding desperate. “Do what you did just now, but with me.”

  He wanted her so badly he ached for her. The years of suppressing his need had caught up with him in the worst way and hurt like a bitch.

  “Only if you touch me,” she cooed seductively, her soft breath like a gentle caress against his skin.

  To answer her request he turned her around so that her back was to him, then he set his hands on her hips.

  “Is this good, baby?” He leaned down again and asked, rubbing his hands over her. She felt so good. It felt good to touch her like this, and he knew this was just the start of his exploration of her body. His mind was no longer with him. His every move was guided now by sexual desire and passion.

  “Perfect.”

  The music changed. It was louder, much louder and sexier. It was one of those upbeat club mixtures that you could feel right through you, and called out to your inner most primal needs, like his for her.

  She moved her hips in that little circle to the beat, slowly at first, and he moved with her, touching her like she requested. She drove him crazy with her moves to the point where he’d stopped and allowed her to wiggle and twist against him. She pressed her fine ass into the hard length of his cock and his knees almost buckled from the contact.

  She shocked him and no longer resembled the sweet girl he used to know. What he held was a sexy-as-hell woman who was trying to show him how much she wanted him.

  It was time for him to show her, too. He pulled her closer so she could feel him more and ran his hands down her shoulders to her arms.

  “Touch me, Nick,” she said as he lowered to her ear.

  She took his hands and smoothed them up to her breasts, then let go, wanting him to do the rest. And God, he did.

  He smoothed his hands over those soft globes, wanting to squeeze her and suck her but restraining himself because they were in public. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips and he released her before he exploded right here on the dance floor.

  Shit, she’d driven him mad with need for her.

  He turned her back to face him, looked at the heated look she gave him, and pressed his lips to hers.

  Chapter 10

  Pure desire raced through her as Nick kissed her hungrily. His lips hard and searching. Demanding.

  Mia kissed him back with the same hunger, the same need, and probably much more. She’d wanted this man her whole life.

  Wanted him and never had him, not like this. Always she yearned for him. Always dreamed of being with him, even when she told herself to stop.

  Fire scorched her skin, running from the heat of their kiss and washing over her body in a desperate wave. It burned her everywhere and made her want more.

  The music played in the background, vibes pumping around them, the place heaving with people as they danced. Everything was loud and lively, but to her the world stopped and the only two people that existed were them.

  She’d never been so open with anyone before. Never, and she’d never allowed a man to feel her up like that in public. She just needed him, wanted to feel him feel her, and know that he wanted her. When his hands caressed her breasts, she felt like she’d fall apart right there and then.

  She wasn’t ready for him to pull away when he did, and she hoped it wasn’t because he’d suddenly had some thought as to why they should stop.

  He took her hand and led her away, out to the car park and to his car.

  He opened the door for her to get in and she could feel his eyes on her, looking at her body with the same need she felt.

  Nick jumped in, then he looked over at her and reached over to take hold of the necklace.

  Worry filled her mind as he looked at it and she wondered if he was going to change his mind. He could be thinking all sorts of things. None of which she would be privy to, and suddenly the thought of him taking her home and this being the end of their get together made her panic.

  Mia straightened up
thinking she’d take the moment into her own hands. She couldn’t allow it to slip away. She touched the sharp outline of his chiseled jaw, feeling the rough stubble of his beard, and then leaned over to kiss him.

  Just the exhilaration that she could do that surged through her and increased her anxiety. She made her way over the gear stick and into his lap where he held her close to him, kissing her back hungrily, kissing her as if he needed to feel her on him.

  But then he moved back, away from her lips, and pulled in a sharp breath.

  “Jesus. Mia, I have to stop or we could both end up naked right here.”

  “That’s the idea,” she answered, her voice echoing the nerves she felt.

  “What?” He narrowed his gaze at her.

  “You’ll change your mind,” she said, nodding. “If you take me home, you’ll change your mind.” She knew he would. Something always happened to distance them. Granted they’d never, ever gone this far, and this was one of those moments in life that you had to write down for the value of it. But still, she didn’t want to take any chances that this could be it.

  He answered her with a laugh and ran his hand over her back.

  “It’s not funny.”

  “It kind of is, Mia, because I would have to be some kind of idiot to do such a thing. I have the perfect woman on my lap who chose me.”

  She stroked his face and smiled at his words. “Nick… You think that about me?” She didn’t want to ruin the moment herself by crying. No one had ever said such things to her in her life. No one.

  “It’s not a matter of opinion, it’s fact. You’re the perfect woman, Mia, and I know it looks like it took me a lifetime, but I’ve always thought so, and I’m crazy about you.” He took a lock of her hair and twirled it around his fingers.

  “I’m completely crazy about you, too,” she confessed and smiled down at his handsome face.

  He smiled back. “Well, I guess we finally know how we feel about each other.”

  “Nick…” she breathed. “You must have known that’s how I always felt. You must have known.”

  He held her gaze and rested his head back against his seat. “Yes, baby, I’m sorry… I knew.”

  She searched the depths of his blue eyes and saw it all now. All that he held back over the years, all that he felt. It was enough, what she saw in him was enough and staved off her next question on why he never did anything before. She pressed her lips to his again for a light kiss that intensified. He held her still and moved out of the kiss again when she rocked her hips backwards and forwards and felt the length of his arousal pressing into her center.

  It thrilled her to feel him like that against her and knowing she turned him on.

  “Don’t tease me, Mia. I wasn’t joking about ending up naked here.”

  She giggled and pressed her hands to his chest. “What if I didn’t mind?”

  “Our first time isn’t going to be in my car.”

  “I have to wait till we get home?” She didn’t know if she could. It would take them about forty minutes to get back.

  “No, baby. I have no intention of taking you home.”

  This sounded even more exciting. “Where are we going, Nick?” She beamed.

  “Somewhere I can be free to enjoy you for as long as I want.” A wicked smile lit up his face, intriguing her more.

  Mia was completely swept off her feet when they pulled up outside the Pretoria Hotel fifteen minutes later.

  It was the finest in Chicago and prided itself on being such. Guests of notable status stayed here and she’d known it to be the place where serious business people met. People like international politicians, and members of the Senate. She’d also heard of numerous amounts of celebrities staying there, too.

  Mia had been born in wealth, had never wanted for anything in her life, but her family weren’t the kind to indulge in their wealth. She always felt that because of the lack of indulgence she appreciated various things more. Like going to a classy hotel such as this.

  As they walked in she was immediately drawn into the extensive décor and design, all complemented by sharp gold and white colors that made it look outstanding. Nick blew her mind further by booking the presidential suite.

  She stared at him in shock when he asked for the best room they had in the place, gasped when he accepted it, and didn’t even ask how much it cost.

  While she’d never been here before, she knew how much these rooms cost. At least a grand for the night, with this being such a renowned hotel. But he didn’t seem to care. He just took her hand and held her until they got to the room, which was truly, truly beautiful.

  When they got inside she was drawn to the floor-to-ceiling window that led out to the balcony. Before them the amazing city lights dashed across the night sky, sparkling like diamonds.

  She turned to him and saw that he was looking at her, watching her as he rested against the door.

  She took a moment to think about how fast things had moved along, just tonight. Mia looked at him, admiring how handsome and perfect he was. And that he was here with her. They were here together, just them. Finally.

  He moved to her and picked her up effortlessly. She laughed, holding onto him as he moved over to the king-sized bed and set her down in the middle of it. The impact moved her dress right up her hips, showing off her panties.

  “Yes.” He smiled with satisfaction and nodded when he saw them. She watched him as he moved onto the bed and ran his hands up her thighs to move the dress right up. “I want you in just these,” he said, hooking his finger under the black lace at the edge of her hips. “And this.” He touched the necklace.

  “My necklace?” She giggled, running her fingers through his hair.

  “Yes, baby.”

  She started undoing the little zip that held the dress together but he stopped her.

  “Oh no no. I’m doing that. On this round I get to unwrap you, baby, and play with these first,” he said, running his hands over her breasts and giving her a gentle squeeze.

  “On this round?” She giggled, feeling herself grow wetter the more he squeezed her breasts.

  “Yes, I hope you aren’t tired. I plan to indulge on you all night.”

  “Do I get to make any request on the next round?” she said, looking him over with excitement.

  “What do you want, baby?”

  Mia thought for a second. That was all it took. She’d had this fantasy forever so she knew exactly what she wanted. She tugged on the edge of his t-shirt and smiled up at him. “I want you, completely naked so I can explore you and kiss every single inch of your body.”

  Heat filled his eyes and he moved back off the bed, pulling at his t-shirt and working it over his head to reveal his fantasy muscles.

  He knew he looked better than good.

  She took in the deep ridge of muscle that ran down his abs and the Celtic tattoos that were artfully spread down the left side of his torso and his thick biceps. His dog tags only served to make him look even more desirable.

  That wicked smile filled his face again when he saw how she was looking at him. He then undid the buckle to his belt and pushed his jeans down his legs. Her mouth watered when she saw his cock pushing against the soft fabric of his Calvin Klein boxers.

  “This is all for you, Mia.” He smiled, taking hold of his cock and showing her the length of it.

  Her stomach tightened when she saw how big he was, but the need to touch him made her move towards him.

  She couldn’t say that she wasn’t nervous; this was Nick, after all, the man of her dreams. The man who’d been out of her reach for so long it felt like he’d only existed in her dreams. But screw the nerves, she’d be crazy not to touch him.

  A look of surprise and satisfaction filled his face when she pressed her hands to his cock and closed her fingers around it. Through the fabric she felt him grow harder and bigger.

  She ran her hand up and down it and almost lost her calm when a deep moan escaped his lips. He stopped her from co
ntinuing and smiled.

  “Round two, baby. You can do that in round two, because I won’t last now. And I have to taste you.”

  “Okay…taste me.” She laughed as he dived back onto the bed and took hold of her.

  He turned her so that he could get to the zipper on her dress and pulled it all the way down. He looked happy to see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She’d hadn’t because the dress was one with its own support, and a bra would kill the backless design of the dress.

  Her breasts bobbled up and down as he turned her back around and his smile grew.

  “God, I’ve been dying to taste these, baby.”

  She pulled in a breath as he propped her up against the stack of pillows and lowered to draw her right nipple into his mouth. She moaned as he sucked her and she pressed her hands to his head so that he wouldn’t stop. That felt so good, so unreal and ecstatic, it curled her toes. He moved from one breast to the next, sucking and taking her in, making her wetter and wetter.

  He reached down to her center and she cried out when he moved her panties aside and slid his finger into her.

  “I’m going to make you come, baby,” he teased her.

  She tried to answer but couldn’t. His mouth was back on her breast and his finger ran backwards and forwards over the sensitive nub of her clit. Mia cried out his name as she came within seconds of him doing that.

  She felt a little embarrassed for doing so on his hands, but felt better when she saw the smile on his face.

  She gasped when he made his way between her thighs and she could now feel his tongue reaching up inside her, drinking her.

  She writhed and thrashed against him, gripping onto the sheets, but that couldn’t help her control her body against the pure pleasure that surged within her.

  Mia screamed into the orgasm that took her, breathing heavily as if she’d been running all night. She didn’t know how much she could take as he continued licking and stroking, licking and stroking.

  Orgasm after orgasm shook her, rocking her deep to her core.

  “You feel good, baby?” he asked, lifting his head.

  “Hmm, hmmm,” she barely managed against the moan that escaped her lips.