“Must have been good re-runs,” he said, undeterred. “You have a real glow in your cheeks.”
“Oh, my God…” Nicole pressed her fingers to her cheeks, which were burning. What had she been doing?
~
“What happened to you last night?” Eddie demanded.
“Oh, not you as well,” Nicole groaned.
“As well? Why, who else did you run and hide from?”
“I don’t remember hiding anywhere,” Nicole replied.
“Then how did you get home Miss Afraid-of-the-dark? Answer me that!”
“I…” She sagged. “Eddie, I honestly have no idea how I got home, or what I did all night.”
“You had another blackout?”
“I don’t think so. I woke up in bed.” Naked and sticky instead of in my jammies.
“But you have no memory of your time after work?”
“Nothing at all.”
“Then I think you’re right. You should speak to someone. Do you want me to arrange an appointment?”
“If it’s no trouble.” She stared at her shoes. “I’d probably forget to book it.”
~
Nicole suffered no further memory loss during her shift. And when Eddie reminded her that the time had come to go home, she thanked him, and went outside to hail a cab. Her brow wrinkled as the cab pulled over, driven by the same man who’d brought her to work.
“Uh… hello again.”
“Miss re-runs, isn’t it? How are ya?”
“Feeling better than I did this morning.”
“Going straight home?”
“Uh… I’m not sure that’s any of your business,” she said cautiously.
“It is if I’m driving you there. If you’re planning on going somewhere else, be sure to let me know, though.” He leaned back in his seat and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.
Nicole laughed nervously. “I’m sorry. Of course you need to know. I guess I’m still dopey.”
“So it’s home, then?”
“Yes. Home, please. Do you remember—” But the cab was already moving in the right direction. Nicole sat back to watch the traffic roll past.
“Are you eating properly?”
“What?” Who are you? My mother?
“If you’re not using the right fuel, the engine ain’t gonna rev sweetly.”
“I guess not.”
“Make sure you eat properly tonight. If I wasn’t so busy, I’d offer to cook for you myself.”
“You cook?”
He shrugged. “Amongst other talents. I’m half Italian.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Name’s Adam, by the way.”
“Nicole,” she replied without thinking.
“Nice to meet you, Nicole.”
Adam left Nicole to her own thoughts for the remainder of the journey, for which she was grateful. When they arrived outside her apartment, she handed him a generous tip, and pulled on the door handle. The door remained firmly closed. She pulled harder and pressed her shoulder to the frame, but it refused to open.
“Oh, sorry. Let me get that.” Adam climbed out and walked around. When he lifted the handle, the door swung open immediately. Nicole shook her head as she climbed out.
“Sorry, lady. Something wrong with the mechanism inside. I need to fix it.”
“It’s okay. Thanks… Adam.” She glanced up into his dark eyes…
…and froze.
“My pleasure, Nicole. Now, if you’d care to invite me in, I’d like to cook something hot for you, by way of an apology.”
“Invite you in…” Nicole echoed softly.
“Of course. I wouldn’t want to intrude, but you need someone to take care of you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Someone to massage your feet, and rub your back?”
“Rub my back?” Nicole smiled gently. The idea appealed greatly. She hadn’t noticed any discomfort from her feet or back, but now the idea was in her head, she relished the idea of having her aches massaged away.
“I’m a man of many talents,” Adam declared.
“I’m beginning to see that. But didn’t you say you were busy tonight?”
He shrugged. “Tuesdays are dead. I’m happy to spare you some time.” He leaned closer. “Your feet are really aching, aren’t they?”
Nicole groaned. “I need to get out of these shoes.” From hardly troubling her at all, the pain in her feet had become intolerable. She urgently needed a massage, and the ideal person was offering to help her.
“If you’re sure…”
“Of course I’m sure. I’d be happy to help. Lead on.” His arm swept in the direction of her door. Needing no further bidding, the slightly uncoordinated Nicole hurried toward her apartment. When the door was open, she indicated that Adam should step inside. As she followed him, she completely missed his final backward glance at the dark figure standing across the street.
~
Adam’s foot massage was brief, but wonderful. The mysterious and unpleasant ache faded as quickly as it had begun, so when he suggested she undress and lie on the bed, she complied, eager to ease the dull ache in her lower back. But when his fingers unhooked her bra, she panicked.
“Wait, what are you doing?” She gathered her boobs in her hands.
“The bra strap will get in the way, Nicole.”
“You were supposed to be massaging my lower back, Adam.”
“I’m sure you’ll enjoy the experience much more once you’re topless.” He leaned over so he could gaze directly into her eyes. Nicole’s resistance melted away.
“Well… okay, but no peeking, okay?”
“Okay. Not unless you ask me to.” Adam smiled knowingly.
“I’m sure I won’t be doing that.”
He leaned close to Nicole’s ear. “You’ll become very excited, I imagine. And you might want to turn onto your back once the ache has gone.”
“And I might not,” Nicole said. “You’re presuming a lot, Adam.”
He shrugged. “We’ll see.” He laid his hands on her lower back and slid them across her skin. “The ache will disappear quickly, Nicole, and then you might want me to put my hands to other uses.”
“Really?” She raised a cynical eyebrow. “Such as?”
“Massaging your buttocks.” He slid his hands over her rounded cheeks to demonstrate.
“Hey!”
“You don’t think it feels nice?” He squeezed her cheeks firmly.
“I didn’t say it wasn’t nice. But it started as a back massage.”
“Does your back ache?”
“I…” Nicole frowned. “No, no, it doesn’t. How can that--”
He wriggled his fingers. “I have magic hands. You know what else I can make happen?”
“What?”
“I can make you laugh, make you cry, make you feel amazing, and make you beg me stop but never stop.”
“And which one are you planning to do next?”
“All of them.” He slipped his hand between her legs and stroked her panties.
“Oh, my God!” Her entire body stiffened. “What are you doing?”
“You won’t stop me, Nicole. You won’t want to. You’ll beg me to make you cry out until you sleep.”
“You’re taking a lot for granted, Adam.” She struggled to hide her smile. Truthfully, the idea of him touching her was sending waves of heat through her body. Lying helplessly beneath him while he caressed her was a wonderful thrill. His fingers were firm against her lips, sending electric tingles into her pelvis. He was right, she felt no desire to stop him.
None whatsoever.
~
The thrill escalated after he pulled off her panties, then shed his own clothes. As he predicted, she rolled onto her back and revealed her naked body. Her hands reached for him, eager to touch his proud erection, which was even thicker than…
She frowned. Thicker than whose? She tried to remember, but decided not to worry about it, preferring to live in the moment instead.
He lowered himse
lf toward her face, sighing as her tongue stroked the underside of his thick shaft, flicking gently until she reached the swollen head.
“Take it in your mouth, Nicole.”
“I want to,” she whispered. “I want to because… you want me to.” A brief frown wrinkled her forehead, but melted away as his cock-head slipped past her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed and her nostrils flared as she sucked on him. Adam cupped the back of her head to encourage her to take more of him into her mouth. His other hand stroked her light covering of pubic hair, sliding down toward her moist lips to explore her slippery flesh. Nicole rolled her hips as his fingers found her swollen clit and circled it, pressing firmly on the hard bud. After a moment, he raised his fingers to his mouth and licked them. Nicole opened her eyes to watch.
“I love the way you taste, Nicole.”
“Mm-hmm?”
“I love your scent, your soft skin beneath my hands, and the heat between your legs.”
“I love your hard cock,” she replied with a smile. “I love thinking about how it’ll feel inside me.”
“I want to put my mouth on you. I want to taste your wetness. But I don’t want you to stop doing that.”
“This?” She took him deep into her mouth, caressing his shaft with her tongue. Her fingers curled around the base of his erection, squeezing firmly.
“Yes, exactly that.” He leaned toward her feet, adjusting his position so she was able to keep him in her mouth. When he was close enough to reach her, he extended his tongue and trailed the tip along her slippery lips. Nicole moaned softly as his mouth followed the trail his fingers had blazed.
“You taste divine, Nicole.”
“Mm-hmm?”
“Absolutely.” He moved sideways, pushing her leg aside so he could kiss her inner thigh. Nicole moaned briefly, disappointed that he’d moved on, but continued sucking on him. Adam gazed at the soft, pale skin of her thigh, wondering if he dare try his plan. There was a fifty percent chance of it working, which on reflection, were pretty good odds. Steeling himself, he bared his teeth, and caught her skin between them.
Pain flared in his jaw, and his head was thrown back, as if he’d been punched by a prize-fighter.
“Fuck!”
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“Uh… cramp!” he managed. How in the hell could a human woman repel him so fiercely?
“We should move around,” Nicole suggested. “Get more comfortable.”
“Good… idea.” Adam massaged his jaw as he rose to his feet, then lowered himself onto Nicole as she laid back and spread her legs for him. She bit her lower lip as his cock nudged her thigh, then her pussy. It was such a thrill to lie beneath this man, who she’d only met that morning, with her legs wide and his cock ready to slip into her. She felt so slutty, but so excited at the thought of a casual fuck with a near stranger. Her behavior was so out of character for the normally shy Nicole, she could scarcely believe it was really happening. How had a cab driver persuaded her to do this?
But all doubts and questions melted away when Adam slid into her, pushing deep in a single, determined stroke. Nicole’s legs lifted off the bed and wrapped around her casual lover’s waist. She dug her heels into his back and followed his early rhythm, loving the sensation of being filled by his masculine hardness. She tried to remember the last time she’d felt so good, even the last time she’d taken a lover into her bed, but her thoughts wriggled out of her grasp, eluding her as overwhelming happiness flooded her mind and body.
“Fuck, that feels good,” she managed to say. She had difficulty controlling her breathing enough to form words. All she wanted to do was grunt and groan.
“I can show you many pleasures, Nicole,” Adam murmured in her ear.
“This will do… for now. Please… don’t stop.”
“I have no plans to stop. I intend to make love to you until you weep with joy.”
“Weep with joy?” she echoed hoarsely. Why does that sound familiar?
“Indeed. But there is so much more we could enjoy together. I would dearly love to raise you to heights of ecstasy of which you have never dreamt.”
“This is… pretty good… so far,” she groaned, squeezing out her words in between deep, thrusting strokes. Her heels urged him to move faster, then faster again, as he plunged into her. His loins collided with hers, and the sounds of slapping skin echoed from the bedroom walls.
“Oh… my… fucking… God!”
“This is a mere shadow of the pleasures I could deliver, Nicole.”
“Oh, fuck… oh, fuck!”
“Please consider the delights I offer to you.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuuuck!” Nicole arched, every muscle tightening fiercely. Her nails dug into his back; her thighs squeezed hard, and would have left any mortal man gasping in pain. But Adam endured her primal caress, and continued thrusting, seeking his own pleasure, which was approaching quickly. When he groaned, Nicole encouraged him with quick, whispered words.
“Yes, baby. Cum for me. Please cum for me. I love the way you make me feel and I want you to cum too.”
“And would… you cum for me… a second time?”
“Oh, yes. I’m so close already. Don’t stop fucking me, please don’t stop.”
“Mmm…” he murmured. “I’m so close.”
“Cum inside me, baby. Please come inside me. I want to feel your hot cum splash inside me.” A small part of her mind questioned her desperate and uncharacteristic outburst. Why was she so eager to feel him come inside her? Why was she so casual about unprotected sex? Why did she care? She was on top of the world, loving every second of their loving. But why did he insist there were better feelings to be had when she felt so damn good?
Adam cried out in a low, growling voice that emptied his lungs. Heat flooded Nicole’s passage, triggering her second orgasm, and she writhed in ecstasy as Adam continued to stroke into her. She clutched at the bed covers, wadding them tightly as her heels pressed into his back. Her buttocks lifted clear of the bed, and her hips tilted back and forth, magnifying the thrusts of his cock into her increasingly-slippery passage.
“Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck!”
“Ohhh…” he groaned, and slowed to a halt, pressing himself hard against her. “I want… to taste you… so badly, Nicole.”
“I’d taste very strange to you, baby. And you’d probably think it was yucky. You’re leaking out of me already.”
“It’s not our fluids I wish to taste, Nicole.” He kissed her throat, then licked her perspiring neck cautiously, fearing another reaction.
“Oh, baby. You drive me crazy, and I’d do anything for you.” She slid her hands through his hair.
“Anything?”
“Pretty much, yeah. But promise me…”
“What is it you desire?”
“That you’ll do that to me again… and maybe again?”
“Of course. Whatever makes you happy. Now…”
“Oh, yes. You wanted to taste me. Here…” she pressed a finger to the skin between her breasts and drew it upward, catching the perspiration that gathered. But when she offered it to his lips, he frowned, then smiled from the side of his mouth.
“Of course.” He opened his mouth and extended his tongue, cleaning her finger in a moment.
“This is a new kink for me.”
“Indeed. But as tantalizing as your sweat tastes, dear Nicole, there’s something else I’m even more desperate to sample.”
She frowned. “You’re not into… bottom sex, are you?”
He laughed. “No, all I wish to do is indulge my need to bite you—gently of course.”
She stared. “You want to bite me?”
“A small nip of my teeth is all. I have no wish to tear off your limbs,” he lied, as calmly as he was able. The urge to dismember her was strong, although having been painfully repelled more than once, he harbored doubts as to whether it was even possible for him to harm Nicole.
“Now look, this was wonderful, but the idea of
you biting my skin makes me deeply uncomfortable…” Not that I’d be able to stop you if you tried. Suddenly nervous of his intentions, she writhed beneath Adam, hoping he’d take the hint and get off. But he stayed in place, laid along her body with his erection buried deep inside her.
“Please let me up,” she said. But instead of complying, he tilted his hips, and began stroked her slowly, withdrawing, then pushing deep inside. Nicole’s tensed limbs turned to rubber and she cried out, throwing back her head as hard masculine flesh caressed her nerves.
“Oh, fuck, it’s…”
Adam smiled. “It is, isn’t it? Can you imagine feeling as good as this at a whim? With a single thought, you could fill your body with ecstasy and drive away all your cares.”
“Oh, God…” She clung to his arms, pressing the tips of her nails to his skin. His thrusting was slow and deep, driving her over the edge and into an instant orgasm. Small squeaks escaped her throat as her muscles tightened in a way that was almost painful.
“Would you like more?”
“God, no. Yes, yes, more.”
Adam grinned. “Look deep into my eyes, Nicole.”
“Uh…” She tried to move her head, to peel open her eyelids, but her body refused. “I can’t… uhhh… maybe if you… stopped moving for a second.”
But Adam continued to slide in and out, unwilling to squander his advantage. Nicole was helpless beneath him, and ripe for persuasion. He pressed a hand to the back of her head and brought her eyes level with his. Her mouth was wide open and her eyelids fluttered, but she was still unable to meet his gaze. Experimentally, he took her lower lip between his teeth and applied pressure.
“Oh, yes…” she groaned.
“Yes?” he asked.
“Yes. It stings, but it’s a nice sting.” Adam braced himself, then pressed his sharp teeth into her lip.
The soft, mortal skin deformed as he bit down. Nicole groaned as the sting pierced her awareness. The sensation was thrilling rather than painful, much as an unexpected slap to the buttocks could excite during sex.
“Oh, wow…” she murmured around his lips. She kissed him awkwardly. With her lower lip trapped, she could only bring her upper lip and tongue into play. But Adam was still able to respond by pressing his mouth hard against hers. Heat spread across his face, a warning of her ability to repel him. But her hands found his face, and she stroked his cheeks frantically as his strokes continued.
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