Yours Book 2: Gaining Experience (Yours Series)

by Blue Saffire

  I lift my eyes to look into Nick’s as he patiently waits for me. It is in the patience that I find my answer. Nick has waited four years for me and from the looks of it I was wrong. He hadn’t dated or fed his needs.

  For five months he has given up his life to accommodate me. I know Nick should have been at more of these events since we have been dating but he has avoided them and I believe it is because of me. I’m starting to feel like Nick is making sacrifice after sacrifice and I do nothing but complain.

  This is my man and I have made the choice to stand by him. So it needs to start with this. I will not have him walk away from the life he knows because I am being called names. In my eyes, that would be giving them all a win. These mean people don’t get to dictate my life. They don’t get to win. Not this time.

  “No, no, I don’t want you to give it all up. They don’t get to tell us how to live and I trust you,” I say softly.

  Nick’s face breaks into a huge smile. “Now that’s my girl. That is what I wanted to hear. You’re perfect, Baby. No matter what anyone says to you or about you. You are perfect for me and I will always belong to you because we were made for each other exactly the way we are,” Nick says before kissing my forehead. “You are ready now.”

  I wrinkle my brows at him again, but he says nothing further. He lifts to his full height and pulls me to stand to my feet. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he puts his forehead to mine.

  “Will you get dressed now,” Nick chuckles.

  I smirk and wrap my arms around his neck. “Are you sure we have to go. I can think of a better way to spend our evening,” I purr and lift up on my toes.

  Nick obliges me with a kiss, deepening it when I moan into his mouth. I get lost in his taste and the feel of his hard body against mine. Too soon he is pulling away, leaving me breathless as he chuckles.

  “My sweet girl. I would love nothing more than to stay home with you. If this wasn’t one of my very own charities, we would do exactly that,” Nick says with a smile.

  “And which charity is this one again,” I pout.

  “It is the literacy and financial education program for underprivileged girls,” Nick says with the cutest shy smile. It is something new to see and it endears me to him ever the more. “I started it the year after I picked up your scholarship fund. This weekend will be all about them.”

  Oh my God, this man is so cute. Is he really shy about this? It is so sexy. I give him a wicked smile in return and drop into a squat in front of him. I want to show him how amazing I think he is and it can’t wait until after we return home.

  I reach for his belt, unbuckling it as fast as I can. I then release his zipper. I smile when I see he is already hard beneath his boxer briefs. I peel his underwear and tuxedo pants down his legs, allowing his heavy erection to spring free.

  I look up through my lashes at Nick and smile. His penis is beautiful, so much so it makes my mouth water at just the sight. Nick smiles mischievously down at me before I return my attention to his pulsing member.

  Nick’s penis has the perfect mushroom tip. Not in any way disproportionate to his shaft. His dick is like a work of art, right down to the thick veins that run through it. He is the perfect length and the right girth to make his presence known, whether in my mouth or when pushing into my core.

  I tilt my head to the side and lean forward as I wrap my small hand around his base. I stick out my tongue and run it along the underside of his shaft from root to tip, making sure to run it through his slit to taste his precum. I am rewarded with a hiss from between Nick’s full sexy lips. When I flick my eyes up to meet his, this time I am almost toppled over by the amount of lust I see there in his deep green orbs.

  I wrap my lips around his tip and moan as I feel his silky flesh slip through my lips and against my tongue. My inner bad girl happens to come to life every time I go down on Nick. He knows I love to give him oral sex. It is so funny; I can’t say out loud the dirty words he uses for it, but I love to do it.

  I don’t take my eyes off of his as I bob my head back and forth. I rest my hands on the back of his thighs for support. Nick stands with his hands at his sides. I am mentally frowning at how cool, calm and relaxed he is. Not showing a sign of losing control. This just won’t do. This is one of the only times I truly have the power to cause this powerful man before me to come undone.

  I lift a brow at him as I hollow my cheeks and suck him hard. When I get to the tip I place a kiss to it, before gliding back over his shaft relaxing my throat and taking him as far as I can. Nick groans, but that is not enough. I double my efforts deep throating him and sucking harder.

  “Oh fuck,” Nick growls, his jaw going lax and his head falling back. His hands shoot into my hair in a tight hold. “Shit, baby, just like that.”

  I slide my hands up to his rock hard ass and hold on tight as he starts to rock his hips and fuck my mouth. I moan and hum around him, watching as his head drops back down to look at me. To watch me just the same. He licks his lips and I know he wants to have his own taste, but I’m in control for once.

  To prove my point, I swirl my tongue around him. “Fuck, what happened to my innocent girl,” Nick growls. His eyes grow wide with awe. “You suck cock like a fucking pro and it drives me insane to know that I will be the only man to ever know that.”

  I feel my chest burst with his compliment. I just want to please him the way he pleases me. I use my right hand to reach for his balls and massage them. Nick groans and his hips start to jerk unsteadily. I can feel him swelling in my mouth.

  I release his balls and apply light pressure right behind them with my fingertips just like he showed me to. His fingers tighten in my hair and I know he is about to come.

  “Yes,” Nick hisses. “Take it all.”

  And I do. From the first jet of come that shoots down my throat to the very last. When he is done filling my mouth with his hot seed, I lick him clean before letting him pop free from my mouth.

  Nick grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger, lifting me to stand at my full height before him. He crushes my swollen lips with his, squeezing my rear with his free hand. I grab ahold of his hair, keeping him in place when he tries to pull away.

  Nick chuckles breathlessly, tapping my ass to convey that he wants me to free him. I whimper, but loosen my grasp. I pull away with a pout on my lips. I know he is about to tell me that my playtime is up. We need to get ready to leave.

  “Alright, alright,” I grumble, “I will be ready in twenty minutes.”

  “Make that fifteen,” Nick laughs and presses a kiss to my forehead.

  Chapter 18

  Heart of God

  Sephora

  “Sephora, Nick, over here,” I have no idea where to look. We are being shouted at from all directions.

  Nick keeps a tight protective hold on my waist as we make our way over the red carpet. His publicist, Cody has us stop at the media outlets he has strategically placed along the way for Nick to engage.

  Cody seems to be a career driven guy. He always seems to be focused on the task at hand. I am getting used to seeing his petite frame at these events now. Especially when Nick is directly involved.

  “Nick, how do you feel about the comments and rumors that have been going around about Sephora,” One reporter asks as we step to the next awaiting media crew.

  I see the scowl and death glare Cody sends the guy. Nick shows no signs of irritation other than his grip tightening on my waist. I look up at Nick and he gives me a wink before giving his full attention to the asshole question being asked of him.

  “I wouldn’t know what comments and rumors you are talking about. I don’t read foolishness,” Nick shrugs.

  “I’m talking about the rumors that you have been dating Sephora since she was seventeen or eighteen,” the reporter says with a smug smile on his face.

  I gasp and Nick scowls, tightening his hold. “I was once told not to repeat the words of a fool because it becomes hard to tell the difference betwe
en who is the fool and who is not,” Nick replies smoothly.

  “Well, I have pictures of you and a young Miss. Emilsson,” the reporter replies. I watch him lick his lips as if he is savoring a juicy find.

  He thrusts out a few pictures for all to see. The first one I can see is from the night of the banquet for my scholarship, over four years ago. It is a picture of Nick helping me into my coat.

  I groan inwardly at the wide eyed bewildered look on my uni-brow rendered face. The wolfish smile on Nick’s face in the picture says a lot. I snatch the photos, curious to see the others. I flip to see a few more of Nick sitting beside me at the same banquet. The last photo stops me in my tracks.

  I was there in the flesh. I know it was all innocent, but now looking at the photos from the outside I would believe differently as well. The last photo is of when Nick hugged me goodbye that night. You can see him brushing a kiss to my cheek and it doesn’t look innocent at all.

  I frown and look up at the reporter. “These are misleading. Nick was nothing more than the benefactor of my scholarship and my brother’s friend at the time. Why would you try to make this look so wrong,” I say out of pure shock.

  “I will not ever explain myself, especially with foolishness like this,” Nick states, his calm façade slipping. Nick starts to step away to the next camera crew Cody has waiting for us, as he glares at the report who has ambushed us with the photos.

  “What about my other question then,” the reporter rushes as he sees his opportunity slipping away. “How do you feel about everyone saying that Sephora is not right for you? That she is not as attractive as you are or as you deserve to have on your arm?”

  Nick whips around with me still in his grasp, almost knocking me over in my heels. His grasp steadies me and he rush forward into the reporters face. Nick is nearly towering over the man when he stops before him.

  “Do I look like I care about what anyone has to say about the love of my life. You all should take a good look in the mirror. I would love to meet the perfect man or woman in their own eyes. Someone that doesn’t agonize over their looks, their weight, their self-worth! I am more than a flawed man, but this woman,” Nick reaches for my face with his free hand and turns it towards the cameras. They all start to flash rapidly. “I want you to take a long look. This woman…this woman right here, is perfect and she makes me a hell of a lot closer to perfect. So I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks.”

  With that, Nick turns and storms, forward ignoring the rest of the stops Cody had planned for us. I am stunned. Nick has been silent for weeks. He has ignored all of the press on our relationship. I never thought I would see him lose his shit like that.

  I think he would have hit the man had I not been standing there beside him like an anchor for his rage. Cody scurries along behind us. I look back to see a look of amusement mixed with frustration on his face. I guess he will be fixing that one in the morning.

  Nick stops abruptly once we are inside the venue. Cody stops before him and clasps his hands in front of him. With a smirk and a lifted brow, he looks between Nick and me.

  “For what it is worth, I thought that was awesome,” Cody sings.

  Nick rolls his eyes. “I have a suggestion for how we will fix it. I will discuss it with you later,” Nick sighs. “For now, see if you can offer a few exclusives with the media we missed, but only those truly worth it.”

  “Absolutely, I will also remove our little friend from my list,” Cody says and presses his thin lips.

  With that, Nick turns, dismissing everything that has happened. I find myself in awe of him once again as he works the room without a care in the world, keeping me at his side the entire time. I really don’t mind, especially when Nick introduces me to a few of the children from the program.

  Nick was being modest at the house. These little girls adore him and with good reason. Not only does the foundation cover the girls’ college education costs, but some of these girls are only in elementary and middle school.

  Nick has been supporting programs in their schools to help them reach their dreams. He has set up everything from supporting staff, new technology for their classrooms and laptops for them to take home, after school programs, and summer camps that specialize in literacy and finance courses.

  Nick spends time in the summers with them teaching them to be future entrepreneurs. Something I didn’t even know about him. I didn’t think it was even possible to fall in love with him anymore.

  “Mr. Lincoln,” One of the youngest girls with bright eyes and a bit of a lisp says softly.

  “Yes, Gabby,” Nick says with a smile.

  Her eyes light up even more to have his undivided attention. I love that Nick knows each of their names. She looks to me then back at Nick with a broad smile on her tiny face. She can’t be older than nine or ten.

  “Did you hear? I am being skipped a grade next year. My teacher says I have made extraordinary progress,” she says proudly.

  “Why yes, I did hear all about that, Gabby,” Nick smiles proudly.

  Jamie, the pretty Latina, Nick introduced as the program coordinator leans in to whisper in my ear. “Gabby was one of our girls that was having a lot of academic difficulty before joining the program. Her mother is a nurse and a single mother. While she makes decent money, things are still tight. With her income, she and Gabby cap out of most programs that would have help Gabby.

  “We were her mother’s final hope. Gabby is really bright. The program she was in before just wasn’t enough to engage her in the school work. With the help of the foundation we were able to get her to immerse herself into her education and stimulate her interests,” I can hear the pride in Jamie’s voice.

  “Well, I am looking forward to the awards ceremony this weekend. We will definitely have to honor these latest turn of events,” Nick says and winks at Gabby.

  Gabby giggles and looks up at Nick like she is totally smitten. Trust me, I know the feeling. I have to stifle a laugh as I watch her pretty brown eyes glow with happiness.

  “Mr. Lincoln, will you be coming by the center again soon? I’ve been wanting to show you my newest portfolio. I think I have a winner this time. I have a twenty percent growth rate and I just started it last month,” an older girl says with a smug grin on her face as she joins the group.

  Nick lifts a brow and his smile grows. “Sephora, this is our little prodigy, Dalisha, this is my girlfriend, Sephora,” Nick says by way of introduction to the newcomer.

  “Nice to meet you, Dalisha,” I reply.

  “So you’re the computer genius,” Dalisha says as she looks me over. “Pretty dress. You know I thought you were a white girl or something when he used to mention you, well before I put two and two together and figured out that the computer genius was the same as the girl he was jonesing after. You’re even prettier in person. Those people in the papers are stupid,” she lifts a brow, as she drops her hip and places a hand on it. “Nice, Mr. Lincoln, nice. I told my mom you were into the swirl.”

  I burst out laughing. Nick chuckles too, as he drags me into his chest and kisses the top of my head. I am wiping at tears when I finally catch my breath.

  “Make sure you bring her along next time you come by the center,” Dalisha says and winks at me.

  I like this little girl. She has to be about sixteen, but her bluntness eludes to her wisdom beyond her years. All of the girls I have met so far are sweet and amusing in their own way.

  “Will do,” Nick nods as he continues to chuckle.

  Nick excuses us and we start off towards a group of donors Nick wants to make sure to speak with. This is the easiest I have seen him at one of these things, which shows me how much he loves doing it. I have so many questions for him.

  “So I am getting the impression you have mentioned me to the girls before,” I prod.

  “I may have spoken of you a time or two in the pass to motivate them. You’ve given me a lot of ammo over the years. Some of the girls may have been cheering you on as yo
u shined during your college career,” Nick smiles and winks down at me.

  I go to ask him another question when Cody and Mariah rush over. Nick steps forward bending his head as each of them whisper in each of Nick’s ears, it is the first time this evening that he looks at me apologetically, before excusing himself with a kiss to my forehead.

  I think nothing of it as one of my two favorite distractions turns up the moment Nick disappears. I forgot to mention that one of the best parts of the last four weeks has been the fact that Braxton and Ryan have been to a few of these things. Surprisingly, Nick has been open to me spending more time with the two, even outside of these events.

  Nellie must have mentioned me learning self-defense to these guys because I now get visits from them and Noah around lunchtime every day. I think Noah enjoys kicking my ass. I never knew how out of shape I was until about three and a half weeks ago.

  None of the guys take it easy on me. I thought Nick would have mercy on me the first time he came into the gym at the house to see Noah putting me through the ringer. He just grunted, whispered something to Braxton and left me to slaughter.

  I have to say though. I look amazing in this platinum floor length gown with a deep split in the side. My legs have never been this toned and my waist looks even smaller. I noticed Nick taking notice of my body changing, so I take my torture with a smile because it is worth it at night.

  “Noah is busy tomorrow. Why don’t we take a break from your usual training and do something fun,” Ryan says with a panty melting smile. He doesn’t even try, I swear.

  I shrug my shoulders. “Actually, that sounds fun. I need a break,” I sigh.

  Going public with my relationship with Nick has not been the only thing weighing heavily on my mind. I think I have found something of use to Nick to find this mystery man. I have had some leads for at least two weeks.