Yours Book 2: Gaining Experience (Yours Series)

by Blue Saffire

  “I love you too,” I giggle.

  “Come, let’s go before I call this night off and tie you to the bed,” Nick groans.

  I blush and kiss him on the cheek. Nick places his hand on the small of my back and guides me in front of him out of the room. When we reach the door Nick calls my name.

  “Sephora?”

  I turn, looking back and up at him. “Yes.”

  Nick licks his lips as he stares down at my legs. “I’m going to have those heels pinned above your head before the night is over. Just a warning,” he says and winks at me.

  I decide to be a little cheeky. I smirk and look up at him through my lashes. “As long as I’m screaming your name while they are up there I don’t mind,” I say breathily.

  Nick’s mouth drops open before a huge grin spreads across his face. “Touché, butterfly, Touché,” Nick chuckles. “My girl is learning quickly, I see. Careful what you wish for Princess. I will always give it to you.”

  Nick swats my butt and nudges me out of the door. We fall into an easy banter as we head to the garage. I am surprised when he opens the passenger door to a vintage muscle car. It looks brand new and fully restored. I look around as Nick round the car to get into the driver’s side. Another surprise. Since I have known Nick he has never driven us. We are always being driven wherever by Winston.

  I have to admit I like the look of Nick behind the wheel of a car. There is just something sexy about his tanned arms on the steering wheel and shifting gears. I don’t even realize I am biting my lip watching him until he turns to smirk at me.

  “What are you staring at beautiful,” Nick smiles and reaches to place his hand on my thigh.

  “You, you are just gorgeous,” I say as he starts rubbing mind numbing circles on my thigh.

  “I think that is my line,” he looks over to me and smiles, giving my leg a gentle squeeze.

  “Maybe, but it works when looking at you,” I say placing my hand over his and moving it further up my thigh.

  Nick glances from the road once again quickly. I see the smile that forms on his lips before he turns back to the road to give it his full attention. He shakes his head and pulls his hand away, placing it firmly back on the steering wheel.

  I poke my lip out in protest, but Nick ignores me. I should have known he would. Cars are a no go for him when it comes to being lax in my safety. Ever since that night in the Bentley, Nick always makes sure I am secure in the car, seat belt and all.

  We make it to the restaurant with no further incidents. Nick seems to be preoccupied with his own thoughts and I sit content just watching him. I have to say that I am excited. This is our first real date, just me and him.

  I love that he hasn’t picked some over the top restaurant. This place suits me. It is trend and low key. I’m not worried about my charm school manners kicking in. I think I fall in love with Nick a little more for choosing this place.

  I am amused as Nick places my order for dinner, just like he did for lunch that time with my family. I don’t mind because as always Nick is right on point with his choice for me. Chicken Parmesan is one of my favorites.

  Nick looks across the table at me with serious eyes. I know in an instant that this date is not just for us to get out and have a good time. I hold my breath, hoping that this is the moment I have been waiting for.

  Nick thinks that I am going to run from him once he tells me his secrets. I have to admit that I am afraid of what he just might reveal. What if it is more than I can handle? What if BDSM is the least of my worries? I don’t want to lose Nick, but I fear his secrets and his past. Something tells me that that file Kimmie and I found has skeletons that I just may not want to know about.

  “I want to start with my childhood. I have to start there for you to understand it all,” Nick finally says and I release the breath I am holding.

  “From as far back as I can remember I was my parents’ pride and joy. They were loving parents that doted on me. I loved my Mom and Dad. I never wanted for anything, especially not their attention.

  “There was this side of my mother that she only shared with me, something I would learn later in life. I knew her to be full of laughter and happiness. I remember being a little boy and hearing her sing through the house. She would make me laugh when I fell and scraped my knees. I remember being happy then.

  “I would later learn that my mother, she was an interesting woman. To the world she showed a stern exterior. Everything about her was calculated. She was the perfect wife for my father. In business he was ruthless and demanding. My mother helped him get to what he wanted to be.

  “When I turned seven my father insisted I spend more and more time with him. The more time I spent with him the more I began to see that my parents were different people when it came to me. They waited so long to have me in their lives, I guess they spoiled me to no end because of that.

  “I was never on the receiving end of the word no,” Nick pauses and snorts. “My father spent his time grooming me to take over the business. I listened, but my mind just didn’t work like his. I used to see everything differently. My father saw his workers like slaves doing his bidding. I always thought he would get more from them if he tried to be more fair.

  “The more I learned the business the more unsure I became about the future, he and my mother had mapped out for me. I was a bit relieved when I was shipped off to boarding school. I know my parents did everything they did for me out of love, but I just wanted to have a moment to breathe without having to worry about my future and taking over the family business.

  “It is funny how I am now doing exactly what my father wanted. The Lincoln legacy meant everything to my father. His father passed it down to him and my great grandfather passed it down to my grandfather. I was destined to follow in their footsteps. I just changed the direction of the legacy once I got it in my hands.

  “Once I was in boarding school, I made friends with Kevin and Lucian. Or at least, I thought it was my choice to make friends with them. My father had Kevin placed as my roommate for my security without me knowing.

  “At some point, my father had an interest in your family’s business and some joint ventures with your dad. My dad pulled a string here and another there and Luke ended up my other roommate. I’m still not sure what my father hoped to accomplish. He was a strategic man so I know it had an end result,” Nick pauses and frowns as if his words are taking him in the direction of another train of thought. I watch as the wheels turn and his green eyes become unfocused for a bit.

  When his eyes become clear again, they focus on my face. He starts once more. “But I have always been a planner. I have always looked at the future for answers and ways to do things better or to my liking. It was something my father adored and hated about me. I had plans to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. I had planned to make my father so proud he would understand that I needed to make my own way.

  “I watched for years as my father played puppet master in my life. I was also determined not to dance to his strings. It seems Luke and Kevin felt the same way about their own dads.

  “Little did we know our fathers were pulling strings together and we’d been dancing right to their tune all along. I guess the one thing our fathers didn’t expect was that we would all bond over the fact that we didn’t want to run the families’ businesses.

  “At the time, I didn’t know what Kevin’s family did. I only knew that Kevin would rather cook than anything else,” Nick pauses as the waiter arrives with our food.

  We begin to eat in a comfortable silence. I am processing the information that Nick has already given me. I know that my dad was hard on Lucian. He had plans to have Luke take over the business until the messy divorce he and my mother started.

  My parents had fallen out of love a long time ago. The divorce only became messy because my mother was embarrassed by my father’s affair. Bianca became public knowledge before Faraz knew of her. It was a mess. Daddy was caught in video and photos with Bianca i
n Belize on a private vacation.

  Let’s just say the photos and video that surfaced were very compromising and not for my tender seventeen-year-old eyes. They bickered for two whole years before things just turned nasty. After that Luke barely spoke to our father. He was so angry with him.

  Nick looks at me with a wistful smile. “Do you know why I understand you so much,” he asks with a sparkle in his eyes.

  I shake my head and cover my mouth. “No,” I reply after chewing and swallowing my food.

  “I used to be just like you. I was so shy. I may have wanted to rebel against my dad, but I still wanted to please him and my mother. Much like you and Faraz. When I learned that there was nothing wrong with me. I learned that they were the ones with hang ups and that you can never make those types of people happy, I stopped trying,” Nick says as he looks me deep in the eyes.

  “What made you change,” I ask.

  Nick breaks eye contact with me to look away. He looks anywhere, but into my eyes. I start to squirm in my seat because I can feel this is the part I have been dreading.

  “Would you like to stay for dessert or I was thinking we could take it with us. I have someplace I want to show you,” Nick says with the mind scrambling smile.

  I know what he is doing, but I allow it. Honestly, when he smiles at me the way he is doing right now I don’t even have a choice. I love the way his lips are glistening from the butter sauce on his pasta. I want to lean in and suck his full lips into my mouth to clean them.

  “We can take it to go,” I say coyly and bat my lashes.

  Nick chuckles and shakes his head at me. I know I am playing with fire. When he does get his hands on me he is going to make me pay for all my teasing, but it will be worth the price I will pay.

  Besides, I am liking this new me. I feel free and something tells me that Nick likes it too. Being flirty is making me feel sexy and confident. Being with Nick makes me want to come out of my shell.

  We finish the rest of dinner and Nick requests a chocolate with raspberry and red wine cake. We climb back into the car and head for wherever it is Nick wants to take me.

  Nick turns on the radio to fill the silence in the car. I think it is more so I won’t ask any questions before he is ready. Again, I watch him as he maneuvers the car. Nick just oozes sex. My hands itch to reach over and run through his hair so that is exactly what I do.

  Nick reaches for my hand and brings it to his lips to kiss my palm, never taking his eyes from the road. Warmth spreads through my belly from his one simple kiss. I sigh contently and nestle back into my seat, looking out of the passenger window. I don’t know where we are going, but I would follow this man to the ends of the earth without question.

  “Don’t fall asleep on me, Baby,” Nick says as he looks over at me.

  My lids are getting a little heavy. It has been a long day. I turn my head toward him and smile. He squeezes my hand that he now has resting on his thigh.

  The car pulls to a stop and I look around in confusion. Nick has pulled off the main road and we are now sitting on a cliff. As I look out the windows it is like we are suspended in the clouds above all the city lights below.

  I look toward Nick and lift a questioning brow, he knows I am afraid of heights. He cuts the engine and turns towards me. Reaching for my seat belt, he unfastens me and cups the back of my neck. Nick’s lips meet mine for a searing kiss. I am instantly consumed by him. I forget all about our surroundings.

  All I can comprehend is Nick, his smell, his taste, the feel of his soft but firm kiss. I want to crawl into his lap, but he is holding me firmly in place with his grip on my neck. My trash talk and bravado seems to have taken flight, leaving me alone to be consumed completely by this man.

  Nick is the first one to break the kiss, placing his forehead to mine as we both try to catch our breath. Nick’s hand slides from my neck to cup my cheek. He presses a soft kiss to my lips.

  “Come, let’s share our dessert and then I will finish what I started,” Nick says with a small smile.

  Although, his tone tells me he is not just talking about the kiss and the fire he has started in my belly. He plans to finish our talk before we leave this spot. I just can’t help wondering why he has chosen this spot.

  Nick gets out of the car, but doesn’t come to open my door as I expect him to. Instead, he opens the trunk. I step out of the car, but Nick shoots me a look that warns to stay put, while also questioning why I got out of the car in the first place.

  I stand and watch as he closes the trunk and then moves to the front of the car spreading a blanket across the hood. Next, he comes to the passenger side where I am standing and lifts me by my waist, plucking me off my feet and placing me in the center of the hood, on top of the blanket.

  Nick moves to the back seat of the car to get the dessert he ordered for us at the restaurant. I watch as he comes to take a seat on the hood next to me. I love how graceful his body movements are as he climbs up beside me.

  Nick opens the tray they placed the large slice of cake in. With the plastic fork the restaurant provided, Nick slices into the decadent moist cake. He lifts the fork to my lips.

  I decide to channel my sexy diva again. The one that has been peeking her head out all night. I lower my lashes and look up at Nick through them. I then slowly lick my lips before wrapping them around the fork just as slowly and sensually.

  I am rewarded with a smile and a groan from Nick’s lips. He lifts a brow at me as I sit watching him, while chewing on the divine cake in my mouth. I lick my lips again and Nick slices off another piece of cake to hold up to my lips.

  He places this piece to my lips as well. I slowly take this bite as well. This time Nick leans in and licks the seam of my lips before pulling my bottom lip between his teeth. He gently bites down before licking the sting away and sucking on my lips.

  I know my eyes mirror the desire I see in his when he pulls away. I pull the tray and fork from his hand. Nick reaches for my legs and pulls them up onto his lap. He starts to stroke my skin as I fork some of the cake to feed to him.

  Nick opens his mouth and accepts the cake, licking his lips. God, his mouth is sexy. My heart starts to race as I think of all the things that mouth is capable of doing to me.

  “Keep looking at me like that, Sephora. I’m going to show you what I’ve been wanting to do to you since you stepped out of the bathroom earlier,” Nick nearly growls.

  I smile coyly and bite my lip. I look up at him through my lashes as he caresses the skin on my legs. His touch is like fire, but I don’t want to show just how much he is affecting me. He knows what his touch does to me, but I want to prove him wrong.

  “Maybe you can show me after we finish dessert,” I purr innocently.

  Nick takes the tray from my hand and tosses it, along with the remainder of the delicious cake to the ground. Our dessert is all but forgotten as Nick cups the back of my neck pushing his long fingers into my hair and tugs me forward to meet his waiting lips.

  I gasp at the force of his kiss. Nick captures my mouth as if this will be our last kiss. I note the desperation in the kiss, but I am not sure where it is coming from. The hunger and ferocity of his kiss cause a deep need inside me. It is as if my soul needs to reach out to calm his in some way. As if I can hear his soul crying out for mine.

  “Nick,” I whimper into his mouth.

  I don’t know what it is I intend to convey to him. I just know I need to voice something, anything to get him to put out this fire that only he can quench. If he doesn’t do something soon I know the burning flame will consume me.

  Without a word Nick gently pushes me down onto the hood of the car as he hovers over me. He breaks the kiss to look me in the eyes and the look in his eyes says a million words. “I want you.” “I love you.” “You are everything to me.”

  His eyes say all the things I feel for him and I speak to him with mine allowing my own reply. “Ditto.” “Right back at you.” “What are you waiting for.”

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nbsp; Nick growls in response to what he reads in my eyes. His hands go to my thighs and slowly smooth up my legs, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. There is no question. I am already soaking wet for him.

  When Nick’s hands move to my inner thighs and he reaches for my sex he is met with a flood of my juices. He bites his lip and groans. His jade green eyes change from hungry to full out unadulterated desire and lust.

  He wastes no time peeling my thong off of me. To think a few months ago I was so against me wearing something like that. Now the thought of my little panties driving Nick crazy makes me want to buy more and more of the scraps of fabric.

  I go to let my legs fall open for Nick, but he has other plans. Nick grabs just below my ankles and pins my legs back until my heeled feet are pinned to the windshield above my head.

  “I told you I would have these heels pinned above your head before the night is over. Now for you to keep your end of the bargain. I want to hear you scream, Sephora. There is no one here. Just me and you, my little butterfly. Don’t hold back,” Nick rasps before his face dives into my folds.

  I am stunned. I didn’t even know my body could yield to him this way. Although if I had any coherent thoughts in my head, I would admit that Nick has been twisting my body to his whim from the first time he took me.

  I ache to move closer to his mouth, but my legs are spread so far apart and my back is pressed flat to the hood of the car. Nick has effectively pinned me into place right where he wants me. I am wide open to his full assault.

  “Ahh, yes, oh God, yes, Nick,” I cry out.

  Someone needs to give this man an award for his pussy eating talents. Am I crazy for loving that he is controlled and focused even while devouring my intimate lips?

  No Nick is not a sloppy eater. He is methodical about how he eats my kitty. He knows just how to make her purr to the orders his mouth commands of her. Long stroke of his tongue here, a suck of my lips there, the swirl of his tongue around my clit there, right before he sucks on it and repeats the entire process all over again.