by Dawn Doyle
Emily threw herself on her bed and cried for the second time in two days.
She could still feel Nick’s lips on hers, his hair in her hands, his arms around her. She could still smell him on her blouse.
Thinking about everything that he told her, the attack, therapy and how he even hid away his hurt from people by feigning interest in other women.
She felt bad for kissing Nick, even though her body didn’t at all.
She didn’t know how it happened. One minute they were looking at each other and the next… they were grabbing at each other.
Changing into her gym gear, Emily decided to work out the conflicting thoughts in her head by working out her body.
Two hours in the gym didn’t do anything to ease her mind over what she’d done. There was no other way around it. She’d kissed Nick after he’d bared his deepest secret to her, that he was attacked and violated.
I’ll never forgive myself for this. Taking advantage of him like that.
Emily showered and changed into her Pj’s.
The was a knock at her door just as she finished dressing and assumed it was Riss or Ryan, coming to check on her.
That would be just like Nick to call them. Making sure she was ok after what she’d done to him.
Walking to the door, she checked the viewer.
It was Nick!
“Emmy open the door.” He said, knocking again.
“What do you want?” She asked weakly, not daring to face him.
“I’ll tell you when you open the door.” His voice was firm and Emily was worried what he would say to her.
Whatever it was, she would deserve it.
Emily opened the door and gasped at the sight of him.
His loose jeans hung low on his hips, the whites of his tennis style flats peeking out the bottom. The fabric of his black T-shirt hugging every curve of his muscular torso, embracing his arms like they were holding on for their lives. His sun kissed hair wet from a shower, and his smell…
“I said we weren’t done talking. I want to talk.” He said, his eyes shining like silver as he fixed his gaze on her, before running down to her feet and back up.
He walked in, closing and locking the door behind him.
Emily trembled watching his controlled movements as she stepped back away from him.
“Nick, I’m sorry. That shouldn’t have happened…” She started to say.
“Bullshit! You kissed me back, Emmy. I felt it.”
“What?”
I kissed him…back?
“You felt it as much as I did, Emmy. I know you did.”
Emily was confused. She kissed him first.
“I shouldn’t have kissed you. You told me what happened and I kissed you. I’m sorry.”
“You think you kissed me first?”
Emily nodded. She knew she had.
Nick closed the gap between them, lifting his arms to cup her face with his hands.
“No, Emmy. You didn’t.”
Her mind went blank as Nick’s thumbs brushed across her cheeks, the warmth of his hands on her face. Her heart pounded, drowning out all noise that was running through her mind.
“But… it was in your office.” She said, her voice barely a whisper.
“Well, we’re not in the office now.”
Nick dropped his head and pressed his lips to hers.
Emily couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her and Nick tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his tongue seeking access to hers.
She happily obliged and tasted the sweet, minty freshness of his mouth.
Her hands fisted in his T-shirt and one of his dropped to her lower back, pulling her flush against his firm body, the other cupping her head, holding her to him.
Emily flattened her hands against his stomach, feeling the ripples of his abs underneath her fingers as they quivered where she touched.
Slowly stroking her hands upwards, she felt the ripples turn into two hard squares of solid muscle that were his pecs.
She moaned into his mouth, as tingles in her stomach drifted south, causing her legs to squeeze together involuntarily.
She was aching.
Aching for Nick.
Further up, her hands travelled until she felt his hair and she tangled her fingers into the strands at the back of his head. Feeling the soft, damp tresses tickle her wrists.
A sound came from Nick, an animalistic growl, and it made Emily’s knees weak. She felt them buckle but with Nick’s hand at her back, she was safe from falling down.
A hand lowered to her behind and he gripped gently, as his other hand lowered, stroking down her back until she felt it come round to the front.
Stroking up the side of her ribs, Emily anticipated what he was going to do next and she wanted him to. Wanted him to touch her, wanted him to make her feel things she hadn’t before.
His thumb grazed the outer edge of her breast before dropping a little, coming back up to cup his hand around her. Fingers kneading her, his thumb running over her hardened nipple.
Emily broke the kiss, panting, trying to catch her breath.
“Emmy.” Nick whispered before dipping his head to kiss along her jaw, then down to her neck.
“Oh God!” She squeaked when she felt the stubble on his jaw tickle across her skin, whilst his lips were pressing kisses from her ear to her collarbone.
His hand left her breast, and came round to the other side of her rear, both hands on her behind. They lowered, moving down the backs of her thighs until Nick shifted, picking her up and pulling her legs around his waist.
She could feel a long, hard, bulge underneath her and her core throbbed as it pressed into her.
“I got you.” He said as he turned them into the direction of her bedroom.
This was it. This was what Emily had been fantasising about since the day they met.
Nick looked into her eyes, and smiled when he saw her cat sitting in the middle of her bed.
Placing one knee down, he reached for it and threw it on the red chair in the corner, before pulling back the covers and laying her down with her head on the pillow, kicking off his shoes.
No sooner had her back touched down that Nick was on her mouth again, and now he could let go, his hands were free.
He gently stroked down from her shoulder, over her chest to her breast, not stopping there. Over her stomach and down to the bottom of her Pj T-shirt. He lifted the hem and his hand was inside, making its way back up until he found her left breast again.
“Fuck me!” Nick said before tensing his jaw. Emily wasn’t wearing a bra underneath so he’d felt her bare skin straight away.
Her legs were hooked over the back of his thighs and she lifted them to his hips, pulling him closer to her. His hard length pressing into her centre.
“God Emmy!” He hissed.
Emily couldn’t control her breathing, it was so fast. She was hot all over and Nick’s hands on her made her feel like she was about to erupt at any second.
She wanted more, craved more, had to have more.
She let her hands trail over his back and down to his waist, over his waistband, to his perfectly formed arse.
“Holy hell!” She breathed as she let her fingers dig into his pert orbs, pulling him closer still.
Nick trailed kisses across her jaw and under the sweet spot below her ear, making Emily cry out.
She needed to feel more of him so she moved her hands up, underneath his T-shirt and softly scraped her nails over his hot skin, before smoothing her palms over his wide back.
Nick growled into her neck. Emily whimpered, biting her lip to avoid screaming out.
She ran her hand round to the front, still under his shirt and felt the bare skin that covered his sculpted body, shamelessly fondling him under his clothes.
She wanted more still.
She gripped the edge of his T-shirt and pulled up, exposing him.
Nick lifted, allowing her to raise it. Emily sat up and pulled up further, Nick
finishing the move due to their height difference.
“Oh dear God!” She gasped.
Every inch of him was sheer perfection. The round muscles of his shoulders and biceps, the square definition of his pecs, the separation of his abs and his V-line… all mouth watering sexiness that was right before her, begging for her mouth to taste them. She leant forward and touched her lips to the upper region of his stomach, just under his pecs.
“Jesus!” Nick hissed again.
Emily let her lips brush over his skin, a couple more times, before Nick held her face, tilting her head back and kissed her lips, his tongue tangling with hers. He guided her back down to the bed, and she felt her T-shirt lifting. She raised her arms and Nick pulled it over her head in one swift movement. He paused, looking down at her in awe.
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered, his eyes roaming over her face and then her naked breasts. He dropped his head, his lips trailing featherlight kisses over her collar bone and onto her chest.
Emily’s hands shot out to grip the covers. She was ready to explode. Feeling Nick’s mouth on her naked body had ignited a fire inside of her and it was roaring like a furnace.
His lips moved further down until Emily felt them on the swells of her breasts, following the pathway between them.
Nick leant his elbow on the bed, using both hands to hold her breasts. His thumbs stroked lightly across her hard nipples. Emily nearly came undone as his lips closed around one. Her back arched as the strange sensations flooded her.
She’d never had that done to her before.
She liked it. More so that it was Nick doing that to her.
“Yes!” She cried out and Nick changed sides, giving equal attention to the other breast.
Latching on and then swirling his tongue around, teasing her closer to the edge. The fire rushing through her like a demon unleashed.
Emily almost complained when his mouth left her. He lifted his head, raising above her, gazing into her eyes. He looked liked he wanted to say something but was warring with himself.
“Nick.” She barely whispered and he took her mouth again.
Feeling his hands move down, Emily felt his fingertips push into the sides of her pants, pulling them down. Her breath hitched as he slid them down her legs, his eyes watching hers as he did.
Emily gripped his wrists, making him pause.
“I haven’t… since…” She shook her head.
Understanding showed in his eyes.
“Me neither.” His lips were on her again as he guided her pants over her hips and down her legs, revealing her white lace underwear.
Nick took a sharp intake of breath as his eyes followed his hands down her legs, looking up to the small piece of fabric covering her centre.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” He said, his voice gravelly with desire.
Emily felt tears threaten at the words he was saying to her. Nobody has said those things to her before, especially in that way.
She reached to his jeans and opened the button, lowering the zipper.
Hooking her thumbs into the sides, she pulled down, exposing his short curls. The sight of his forbidden area making her heart skip a beat.
Nicks hands covered hers, and guided them down together, joining their mouths again, like he couldn’t bare to keep his lips off her. He sucked on her lower lip, running his tongue along the edge, before entering her mouth again, tasting her.
Guiding her back to the bed, Nick shucked out of his jeans and underwear, and Emily heard them hitting the floor.
A hand slid up her leg, from her ankle to her trembling thigh, before reaching to her rear, gripping and pulling her to him and Emily felt the hot hardness between his legs. Her hips bucked up to meet his, desperate for him to be inside her.
She held on to him, her hands sliding across his back, up into his hair, keeping his lips to hers.
Emily loved how his lips felt against hers as he devoured her, giving her what she’d been missing her whole life.
A hand at her waist, stroking across her skin, Nick’s fingertips carefully pulling at her underwear. Without breaking the kiss, he slid her knickers down, lifting his hips to guide them over her knees.
“Emmy.” He whispered breathlessly against her mouth. Goosebumps prickled over her skin at the way he said her name.
Nick’s other hand slid up her other leg and stroked to her inner thigh.
Her heart raced as he neared her already pulsing centre.
Nick broke their kiss, and grazed his lips across her cheek and down to her neck. Emily’s back arched as the tremors in her legs increased.
She flinched when his fingers stroked over her curls, and down towards her entrance.
Her breath quickened when his thumb circled her nub and her legs squeezed against his hips as pressure built inside of her.
Nick ran a finger up and down her centre before carefully slipping it inside of her entrance.
“Oh my God!” She squeaked as he ran in and out, and circling his thumb.
Nicks kisses across her neck were driving her crazy and she gripped his hair tighter as she fought for control, her heart threatening to fight it’s way out of her chest.
“Baby.” He said against her mouth before kissing her, hard. Adding another finger inside her.
“Mmph!” She cried into him as he caressed her inner walls with his fingers.
“Nick! Oh fuck!” The pressure built even more and Emily felt like she was going to burst into flames. Nick’s thumb swirled, his fingers stroked in and out and his tongue danced with hers as he sucked at her lips.
Nick moaned in pleasure as Emily quivered. Her legs turned to jelly and they shook uncontrollably.
“Nick… I…”
“Emmy, baby.”
“Oh God. Oh…oh.. Agh!!!” Emily felt her muscles tense as the fire exploded through her body; shooting through every inch of her skin.
Her breath held as she went over the edge, her hands flung out to grip the bed covers.
As she came down, she felt a shift in Nick’s movement above her.
“My Emmy.” He whispered into her ear as he pushed his hips forward; Slowly, carefully, entering her.
She felt the pinch of pain, like her first time, as Nick stretched her.
He was big and it was uncomfortable.
“Are you ok?” She asked when he paused.
“Yeah, I’m trying not to hurt you.” He replied and a tear escaped out of her eye. He was making sure he wasn’t causing her pain.
“Emmy.”
The worried look on his face hit her in the chest.
Pulling his head to hers. Emily kissed him, softly. Gently running her tongue around his.
Without releasing him, she lifted her legs higher, wrapping them around his waist and nodded her head, urging him to move.
With her other hand, Emily held around his middle, her palm flat against his back, his muscles shuddering under her touch.
He started to move.
Small movements first, pulling back and then pushing into her again. He was tender in his movements, unhurried and gentle.
The pain subsided and Emily felt the pleasure replacing it immediately.
Her breaths becoming faster as his thrusts increased. Filling her completely, she felt consumed by Nick in the best possible way.
Emily moaned when Nick buried himself deeper into her; the pressure building again.
Quicker and more intense with each move.
Her legs trembled, her grip tightened on him and her gasps were audible every time he pushed into her.
Nick’s were too, panting against her lips as he fought to keep his mouth to hers.
“Fuck, Emmy. I… God, Emmy.” His voice strained.
“Nick, oh!” Emily’s cries became louder as the fire inside her threatened to erupt like a volcano.
Nick thrusting into her, making her feel pleasure she never knew was possible, hitting a spot inside of her she had no idea that even existed.
&nbs
p; “Emmy. I… I…” He buried his face into her neck and pressed a hot open mouthed kiss where her neck met her shoulder.
“Oh Fuck!” she almost screamed. Her bed knocking against the wall with every thrust of his hips.
Nick’s muscles tensed under her hand, her fingers gripped his hair harder.
“Nick. I’m going to…” That was it. The volcano erupted, more intense this time. Emily’s back arched, her head fell back into her pillow as her eyes rolled, stars clouding her vision, going over the edge for the second time.
Nick growled and then whispered something she didn’t catch as she was riding though her climax. She felt him expand before reaching his release inside of her, his muscles bunching and tensing. His movements slowing as they came down together.
He lifted his head and gazed into her eyes, pushing her hair out of her face, smiling down at her like she was the best thing in the world, kissing her so tenderly, more tears slipped from her eyes.
He wiped her tears with his thumbs before kissing her again.
That wasn’t just sex.
Nick had just made love to her.
I love him.
Nick moved off Emily, but he didn’t get up. He pulled the covers over them both and then wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.
Emily’s face was buried into Nick’s neck and she inhaled, breathing him in, before exhaustion took over and she fell asleep.
Chapter 17
“Emmy. I have to go to get ready for work.” Nick whispered into Emily’s ear.
She felt him kiss her on her cheek, followed by the sound of her door opening and then closing.
Emily stretched out her arms and legs.
“Mmmm” she moaned out a breath before the throbbing between her legs reminded her of the previous night.
