Loving Halston: Season One, Pilot Episode

by Amaya Nichole

  His mouth slows, and once again his tongue is sweeping over me lazily. He hums as he suckles over my entrance and my body shudders yet again.

  After pressing a kiss to my inner thigh, he drops my legs to the floor gently and I groan at the tightness. Sliding an arm under my back, Nick gently lifts me and pulls me up into the bed so we lie flat, him over me. The rough denim of his jeans presses against my wet pussy, but I can feel his hardened length underneath and I just.

  Want.

  Him.

  In.

  Me.

  I fit my hands between us and make work on his belt just as he brings his mouth to mine. I can taste myself on him—warm and salty and thick.

  I start to push at his jeans, and Nick uses a hand to push them down over the hump of his ass, freeing his hard cock. Before long, he’s sheathed and pushing into me. Three short thrusts followed by a long push. I’m absolutely filled with him; I’ve been waiting for this all night.

  Our mouths still fused, he begins a quick rhythm with his hips, his cock pushing and pulling, thrusting over and over. There isn’t any slowness to this sexual encounter, this fucking. It’s quick and raw. But still every bit as passionate as it always is.

  I couldn’t handle him pulling fully out to tease me. I need to feel him, and I need to keep feeling him.

  Our tongues swirl over one another, the velvety muscle of his tasting my mouth like I’m the best delicatessen he’s ever laid his eyes on. Nick’s hand is under my leg and he pulls it up, my knee in the air and my foot flat to the bed. Just this slight angle change has his cock brushing my G-spot, causing me to nearly cross my eyes. He sucks hard on my tongue before moving his mouth from mine just as I issue a loud moan.

  “Feel my hard cock in you, Hal. You like that, right? Yeah, baby? Big, thick, hot. You’re so fucking tight, Halston. So fucking tight.”

  His words are enough to have me fighting back my second orgasm. “Nick. Yes, Nick, baby. Yeah. Like that.” He’s so thick in me, stretching me impossibly, but not to the point of pain. My imagination takes over again, and I can picture his velvety shaft, ridged with thick veins, as it pounds in and out of me. My breath catches. “Oh, yes, Nick. Uh-huh.”

  “Yeah, baby. Right there. Imagine it.”

  “Uh-huh.” My voice is tightening, becoming a higher pitch.

  “Picture my cock ramming into you.”

  “Yeah.”

  “Thick and too big for this tight little pussy.”

  “Mmhmm.”

  “Yeah, baby. So thick. So tight.”

  “Y-y-yeah.”

  Then his fingers are on my clit. “Now imagine my fingers are a mouth. A tongue. While feeling my cock in you.”

  My imagination goes wild and it takes all but two strokes of his fingers to send me over, as my thoughts go to another face, another mouth, another tongue, lapping at me as Nick pounds against me.

  “Fuck, Nick!” My knee drops and I push my hips up into his, my body convulsing under his as my orgasm hits harder than before.

  “God fucking damn,” he grunts above me, his sweat dripping from his temple and hitting my chest. He pounds his hips harder, quicker, shorter, and it isn’t long before he grunts hard. “Hal!” I feel as his cock begins pulsing inside me and for a moment, wish I could feel the heated cum as he fills the condom.

  Nick collapses against me and I fight to take a deep breath, the weight of him on top of me constricting my lungs but I wouldn’t have it any other way at this moment.

  I only endure it for a minute though, as Nick rolls us to our sides, bringing me near and tucking my top leg between the both of his. His cock is still full between us, but is not as hard as it was just a bit ago. I start to reach for him, wanting to feel the now softness, run my thumb over the bulbous head, but Nick grabs my wrist before I can.

  “I need a minute,” he says around a chuckle. He holds our hands up and entwines our fingers, bringing them to his mouth to press a kiss to our knuckles. His dark eyes are locked on mine, unblinking. Then he smiles against our fingers. “Your fucking imagination, baby. That was some hot shit. You totally pictured it didn’t you. My cock. Another mouth?”

  I bite my lip and divert my eyes. I don’t know what had come over me. It wasn’t a fantasy I’d ever had before. I’m quite comfortable with just one body in my bed. I don’t understand threesomes, foursomes, freaking orgies. Surely one person should be able to fully please the other person! If not, someone wasn’t doing something right.

  And Nick always pleases me.

  Pleases me, and then some.

  I never walk away from his room feeling like I’m missing something. I always leave wanting more.

  And more.

  And even more.

  “Would you ever go for that?” His words surprise me and I think it’s evident on my face. My brows are dropped as I consider it.

  “What, like, a threesome?” I ask.

  He shrugs. “Something like that.”

  “Well…” My voice draws out and I avert my eyes over his shoulder. It was a hot fantasy, the second guy, for the few seconds it lasted. “I guess. No. Maybe not.” I bring my eyes back to his. “I don’t know.”

  “With the way you got off, I imagine you’d like it. You’d come off your high more satisfied than you even have been before.” He says it like he’s a pro at it.

  “Are you? Have you?” I’m having a hard time making out full sentences and while my mind is telling me to put distance between us, I’m not moving.

  I’m held captive by my own doing.

  “I want you to close your eyes,” he says instead of answering my questions.

  “Nick. Have you?” I frown again. “Am I not enough?” I whisper, because really, that’s what this is about, right? If you need more than two people in a bed, then someone is lacking.

  I’m lacking.

  I’m not good enough for him.

  He makes me feel so damn good, and I don’t do the same for him.

  I don’t give him what he gives me.

  I don’t—

  “Hal.” He drops my hand and presses his palm gently to my forehead, his thumb hovering over my eye. “Close your eyes.”

  I swallow hard, fighting back the tears as I realize…

  I’m not enough.

  But I do as he asks.

  “Keep them closed, Hal.” His voice, while still demanding, is gentle. “Don’t open them. And use your imagination.”

  Nick

  I’ve always known Halston had an active imagination. I figured out she was a visual person last month, when she and I watched an hour of YouPorn, her gaze absolutely fixated with the happenings on screen.

  So tonight, I’d wanted to try unleashing that imagination.

  And the results? Absolutely fantastic.

  The way her pussy clenched my cock, milking me hard as she imagined a mouth on her while I pounded into her…

  It was a bit misleading, honestly. The guys and I rarely fucked a girl at the same time. It was more of a visual thing. One guy, while the other three jacked off around her. Maybe a two-on-one night. But a whole lot of four guys who liked the girl, and wanted her, and strived to give her pleasure that perhaps the other three couldn’t.

  It was a group relationship, with four individual relationships making it up.

  Hal would be absolutely worshiped—her body, the ground she walked on—if she decided to agree. If she decided to stay.

  “I’m going to tell you a story,” I say softly, watching as her eyes remain closed. Her still-dark lashes rest against her cheeks, but there are mascara smudges around her eyes from the sweat and action of the last few hours—working, the car blow job, and everything that transpired in this room.

  “You know I love you,” I start, bringing my hand to the small of her back. My words are the wrong way to start, if her reaction is any indication.

  Her eyelids pop open, her pupils dilated and her eyes themselves wide. “You do?”

  My lip kicks up to t
he side and I whisper, “I do. Close your eyes.”

  It takes her a few seconds to do as I ask, but she does it while biting that plump pink lip again. “And it’s because of that I’m telling you this story. Use your imagination, Halston. Imagine the possibilities.”

  She lets go of her lip, still leaving them parted, as her breaths flow in and out softly.

  “There once was a princess,” I start again, my thumb brushing over the smooth skin of her lower back. “The fairest of princesses. She sometimes doubted herself, but she didn’t understand that all the men, knights and pages and princes alike, all fell for her charms. Her wit. Her smiles. She had a hard time with the thought that one would want her, let alone four.” I keep my eyes on her face, trying to watch for any indication to stop. So far, nothing. “But there were four who wanted her the most. They set out to make her feel like the most beloved princess of all the land. She was well loved, both day and night. It took time, but she soon accepted the love of all four princes.

  “Imagine, Hal… Imagine the love, being surrounded by four different personalities, all vying for your attention. Fighting to make you feel like the most important person in the world. Four different men loving you, teaching you the ways to love your body more than you already do.” Her breath hitches and I can see her fighting to open her eyes but, good girl that she is, she keeps them closed. “Think about one man loving on you tonight, but maybe tomorrow night you need something different. Maybe you need gentle on a night I can’t give it to you,” I say, switching the story to reality. “You have options, Hal. All four love you. All four believe in you. All four believe in this.”

  “You keep saying four,” she whispers, her voice shaking as her eyes remain closed. “Are you… You and…” She audibly swallows and opens her eyes. There’s worry there. “You and your roommates?”

  I let the question linger in the air as I keep my hand pressed to her lower back. She’s not fighting to move, but she doesn’t look entirely thrilled with this story. This confession of sorts.

  So, my eyes on hers, I whisper, “Do you trust me?”

  The next episode of Loving Halston releases in two weeks, with weekly episodes thereafter.

  About Amaya Nichole

  Amaya Nichole is the pen name for a new adult contemporary romance author who really enjoys writing the sassy scenes. Connect with Amaya on Facebook, and follow her on Amazon to keep up with the episode release schedule of Loving Halston!