“I’m going to make you feel better, baby,” he promised.
She felt her brows raise as she wondered how she could possibly feel better, then she remembered that they hadn’t really gotten started yet. That was just the warm up.
Her eyes widened as he stepped out of his boxers and unleashed the vision of his impressive erection. What she felt and imagined was nothing compared to what he was. She was right to think he was massive. He really was, and the beauty of him was further enhanced by more tattoos on the edge of his hip and the tops of his thighs. You’d only be able to see those if he was naked. It felt like a bonus surprise. He leaned over, grabbed his jeans, and retrieved a condom from the back of his wallet.
When she thought about it she knew he was being safe, and she didn’t doubt that he was always safe with whomever he was with—which she definitely didn’t want to think about now.
He was being safe now with her, but she couldn’t imagine him being inside her and not feeling all of him. It felt like another barrier, another wall blocking her from him.
“Wait, I’m on birth control and…I was safe, and…” She felt her cheeks warm as she continued. “I mean, if you trust me you don’t have to use that. I trust you.” She’d never said that to anyone, and if this was anyone else she would never just go with her birth control. That was an extra back up.
His eyes lit up. “I trust you,” he breathed and lowered to kiss the inside of her thighs. “I trust you, baby,” he repeated and threw the condom back with his jeans.
That smile returned and she drew her gaze back to his cock as he took hold of her thighs and spread her legs wider.
He took off her panties and she sucked in a sharp breath as he slid into her. She was more than ready for him, so the minute he entered he was buried to the hilt and she felt full. The fire that rushed over her body earlier was nothing compared to how she felt now. It was nothing because the heat that raced over her went straight into her soul and consumed it. Immediately he started pumping into her deep and hard with a fast, sure rhythm, going even deeper and deeper until it was difficult to see where they were actually joined.
Within seconds she was ready to fall over the edge of passion again from the overwhelming sensation that coursed through her body.
His next thrusts cleared her mind of everything, wiping it clean of the last few horrible weeks, and her world was filled with him, only him. He took hold of her waist and increased his pace, pumping faster into her.
That made her go completely limp against him and she lost any form of control she had of herself. She was all his now, at his command, at his will, at his call. He had her body and soul at complete surrender as he hammered into her.
Somehow he felt even bigger, and they both groaned together as he moved yet even faster. A searing hot orgasm rippled through her, making her scream, but that just encouraged him to go faster.
“Fuck. Mia, you feel so good, baby.” A deep groan ripped from his chest. She’d lost her ability to speak and wouldn’t attempt it now.
He pulled out of her with that wicked smile that told her things were about to get even better. When he turned her so that she was on her hands and knees and thrust into her again, she knew she was right.
God, was she right. He had to grab her waist to support her from falling as he rocked into her, hitting that magical spot deep inside her.
“Stay with me, baby. Stay with me,” he said.
“I will,” she moaned, not knowing how she was able to talk.
“Good girl. I promise you’ll feel even better.”
She did. As he quickened his pace again, stars burst before her eyes like fireworks exploding with each thrust, with waves of pleasure pulsating through her. He felt even better in this position and how she felt was completely indescribable.
His grip tightened as he jackhammered into her at a frantic, desperate speed that zapped her into the zone of never-ending pleasure and kept her there in the brilliance of it. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt. He was unlike anything she’d ever felt, and somehow things went beyond sex and love and anything describable.
Her body rippled with the tingling sensation from it.
A deep growl tore from his chest again, reverberating through her, and she fell straight into the magnificent orgasm that took her. She felt his cock pulse inside her, too, filling her with his hot eruption as he came.
He pulled her back against him, holding her against his chest as he breathed hard.
Slowly, her mind came back to Earth and she could see the images of the room take form again, as if everything really had faded from existence and was returning.
“Mia,” he began, still trying to catch his breath.
“Yes, babe,” she replied, looking up and smiling.
He smiled, too. “I like that, baby. Are you okay?”
She didn’t know how he could ask her that. “Nick, I feel amazing.”
“You were amazing, baby. I can’t believe I waited years to do that with you, or allowed anything to stop me.”
There was something about the way he said that that caught her attention. There was a hint of something sad, a hint of longing that mirrored her own desire for him, but with something else she couldn’t put her finger on.
“No more waiting, Nick. I’m yours,” she told him, echoing the words from her heart.
She knew tonight was the first time that they’d been together, and it would kill her if it was the last. Whichever way it went, she knew she’d always be his. It was the only logical conclusion she could arrive at since she’d always felt like this, from as far back as she could remember.
And it would only be him. Only him.
“I’m yours, too, baby, always yours.”
She had to turn to face him. Mia wanted to see his eyes, see his face to remember this moment forever. “Always?”
“Always, Mia.” He cupped her face and gave her the sweetest kiss that sang through her veins. “Now, how about we go and try for round two in the shower?” He chuckled, pressing his nose to hers playfully while he ran his fingers over her nipples.
“That sounds like fun,” she agreed quickly, looking forward to it.
She laughed as he picked her up, slid of the bed, and carried her into the en-suite bathroom.
Chapter 11
Nick stirred at the memory of last night.
God, what a night it had been.
What a night. He’d never wanted a woman more than he wanted Mia, and he’d taken full advantage of the time he had with her.
The game changed the minute he stepped on the dance floor and claimed her from that meathead guy. The game changed, and then his world changed.
His world changed and he pushed Glenn right out of it, out of the picture. That was why he couldn’t take her back to the house.
Nick didn’t want to think of Glenn and his damn warnings to stay away from his sister. He thought fuck Glenn and the consequences, if he’d been dumb enough to turn down Mia he knew that would have been it for him. Any chance of being with her would have gone out the window.
He wasn’t an idiot, and there was no way he was turning his back on her. That loyalty to his friend crept up to him several times during the night, but it was lost in the ether as his intense desire to have Mia overpowered it.
Mia.
Mia with her fantasy body. That smooth skin; beautiful, juicy, delicious breasts that he couldn’t get enough of; and that wild hair. She’d driven him insane.
Nick knew that the consequences of his actions were waiting just around the corner to dampen his spirits and pull her away from him, but he would deal with it later.
Much later, because she wanted him again.
He opened one eye and then the other and smiled as she ran her dainty hands down the full length of his cock. What a way to wake up and start the day.
“Baby, you seriously are the perfect woman,” he said smiling down at her.
She straightened up, giving him a better view of her go
rgeous body, the morning light spilling onto her hair making it look like gold. Every time he looked at her he wondered if she was real, if this was real, and if she’d really been his last night.
He made love to her all night. All night. They must have only had about two or three hours of sleep. He hadn’t wanted to sleep but that last time where he had her in the Jacuzzi did him in. They’d crashed into the bed and sleep took them both.
Now she wanted him again, and he wanted her. His cock hardened the minute she stroked him.
“I live to please you,” she said with a saucy smile.
He could have exploded right there as he watched her breasts bounce when she lowered again and took him into her mouth, covering his shaft with her lips as she started sucking.
“God,” he moaned as she sucked and teased him with her tongue.
There’d been a lot of this last night, and it was something he would never grow tired of.
He reached for her head, guiding her deeper, but then he caught sight of those diamond-hard nipples and decided he had to feel her.
“Come here, baby.”
She stopped with a bright smile on her face and moved closer to him.
“I want to please you some more,” she smiled.
“The sight of you pleases me. I love your breasts, baby. You’re beautiful.” He pulled her into his lap as he sat up and covered those juicy nipples, sucking onto them as if he was feasting. He moved from one breast to the other and ran his hands down her to fix her over his cock.
They were practiced at this now. He knew she’d get wet enough for him to slide right in if he sucked her breasts, and he was right. He gripped on to her firm ass and started pumping into her.
That look of half pleasure and half pain on her pretty face made him go even crazier. His whole body felt tight from being so aroused and every thrust into her sent him reeling with pleasure.
“Nick, it’s too much,” she cried in a strangled breath, arching her back into him, her breasts bouncing into his face.
“Come for me, baby. Don’t hold back,” he told her, and she did. He felt her spasm around him, tightening over him with her release. He held her as she came and flipped her onto her back where he would finish.
It was impossible to exude the same control he had that first time, because he knew how good she felt, especially in the height of passion when they moved as one.
He pumped into her, not holding back, either. He just plunged in and allowed the carnal desires of his body to do the rest of the work. The enjoyment coursed through him and he was able to hold her like this for a good length of time before he felt his control slipping. He tried to slow down a little and savor the way she looked, but it turned him on even more.
That beautiful half pained, half pleasure filled look on her face was unreal. Her delicious breasts bouncing, her hair sparkling in the sun, that golden skin, and the moans of ecstasy that escaped her lips as she beheld him.
That last past did it for him, and all control was lost.
He tightened his grip on her as she grabbed onto the sheets and cried into his own release.
God. That felt like it took away a piece of his energy, his life force. It actually drained him but left him with that tingling buzz that flickered over his skin.
He lowered next to her and pulled her into his arms where she rested her head on his chest.
“I don’t want to stop,” she said, her breath hot against his skin.
“Me neither, baby. I feel like we need some kind of battery that will keep us going forever.”
She laughed and eased herself up onto her elbows, still keeping close to his chest. “What are we going to do today?”
He closed his eyes, not wanting to think about anything else other than her.
“What do you want to do?” he asked, smiling at her when he opened his eyes.
“Anything, as long as it involves spending time with you. Do you have work? I haven’t been to your office yet.”
She hadn’t, and while it was great to have her come by he had other things in mind for today. Other things that didn’t involve work.
“Baby, we aren’t going anywhere. How about we just stay here and order room service for the day. I’ll take you to the office tomorrow.”
“Seriously?” She straightened up and looked at him in surprise.
“Yeah, we should.”
“Nick, this room cost an arm and a leg. I appreciate the night here, but another night is—”
He kissed the words from her mouth. “Another night is exactly what we need.” He smiled against her lips. “You’re worth it.”
He took in the look of awe that she gave him.
Apart from the fact that he didn’t want to go back to the house and have any memory of Glenn, he also wanted to take her somewhere nice and memorable. She’d remember this place, because it was the best, and all he wanted was to give her the best. He didn’t have his own place yet, so until then he’d be doing things like this for her.
“Oh Nick,” she said softly, reaching out to touch his face.
“Come here, baby, let me hold you.”
She came to him, nestling her head against him.
He just wanted to hold her. Hold her and savor her. They’d have fun today; they’d have fun tomorrow, too. But then there was every chance of Glenn coming back and Nick would have to face him.
It was fine, he’d do it, and when he did he’d make sure that he gave him every reassurance on Earth that he wouldn’t be the kind of man to take advantage of Mia and hurt her.
Like always, he’d take care of her.
They spent every minute of the next two days together, as if they were making up for the lost time of the past.
It felt like they’d been together for years, not just a few days. Mia couldn’t remember ever feeling this happy or fulfilled. Particularly in light of the fact that she’d lost everything she worked for with her business and was with that idiot Alan.
Being with Nick made up for it. He was like a gift to compensate for her loss and all the years spent wondering if he could ever feel for her.
They were great together, and their years as friends just made them better lovers.
When they left the hotel, he took her shopping instead of going back home. It almost felt like he didn’t want to go back, which was fine since she had no complaints in where he wanted to go. She was happy as long as she was with him.
He took her to his office, which was near the police station. There she met his new secretary and enjoyed learning about what he did. It sounded fantastic, just the thing to suit him, and she was proud of him.
As he spoke, she recalled when they were younger and Glenn always seemed to have a plan on what he was going to do, but Nick didn’t. Glenn was always going to be a lawyer and planned his whole life around that. Nick was more of the carefree type of guy who always joked about not going to college.
Things changed a lot for him after his father was killed. Mia was really young at the time and didn’t know all the specifics, but she remembered and knew it affected him a lot. He never spoke about his father, not to her anyway. And she never asked.
He seemed nervous as they went back home. Anxious even, and unlike the strong, confident person he was.
It was only after Glenn called to let them know he’d be back tomorrow that Nick relaxed, then he took her up to his room to make love to her. She wondered if he was worried about telling Glenn about them. She couldn’t imagine why, if he was. Of anyone Mia could be with, she couldn’t imagine anyone better. Nick was Glenn’s best friend and he knew he was a good man.
The last few weeks had been chaotic because of her, but Nick had fixed it all.
It was her who was worried about what Glenn would think and how he would react.
It was about two a.m. when she woke up to find him sitting by the window looking out. He sat there looking like he’d materialized from a dream in just his boxers with those fantasy muscles on display. The moonlight bathed h
im in its light, shining on him through the long French windows.
She could have easily lay there and watched him forever—easily. But again, she wondered if he was worried about Glenn. She got up, pulled on one of his t-shirts, which swamped her, and went over to join him.
He smiled when he saw her and looked her over in that adoring way. Mia sat in his lap and put her arms around him, loving the feel of his skin against the palms of her hands.
“You should sleep, baby. I know I tired you out.” He chuckled, tracing kisses down her neck. She loved it, loved it a little too much, and had to will herself to answer.
“You did, but I woke up and saw you, then there was no way that I was going back to sleep.” She giggled.
He slipped his arms around her and held her close.
“Are you okay, Nick? You seem worried.” She thought she’d pose it as a general question to see if Glenn was really on his mind.
“I’m okay. I do this sometimes. Wake up in the quiet morning hours to think,” he explained.
“What are you thinking about?” It did sound like he had something on his mind.
“Well, aside from you, I was thinking about my old man.”
Mia stilled. This was the first time that he’d mentioned his father to her, and she didn’t know what to say.
“I remember he had a great sense of humor,” she offered. When she thought back to what Nick’s dad looked like, an image of Nick came to mind, because he looked a lot like his father.
“Yeah, he did. I hate that as time passes, the memories fade. They don’t go, but they fade. I hate that. He was everything to me, and more.”
“I’m so sorry he died,” she told him.
“Thanks. Me, too.”
“He would have been proud of you. Really proud.”
“I don’t know, I’ll never know. He always talked to me about joining the Marines, but I was a blockheaded, selfish teenager who never listened. I think he would have been happier if he actually knew I joined,” he reasoned. “He just didn’t want me to make a mess of my life.”
“And you didn’t. Lieutenant.” She smiled, lifting up his dog tags. There were two: one for him, and the other had his father’s name on it.
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