Arms of Serenity (Rock Services) (16 page)

Chapter Thirteen

Becca was having a wonderfully erotic dream.
Nick’s hard body was pressed up against her back while his hands explored her breasts. She could feel his open-mouthed kisses on her shoulder while his fingers dipped lower and found her clit. He lazily drew circles around the nerves as she arched her hips to allow him better access. A moan escaped her lips, and the fog of sleep slowly dissipated being replaced with heat coursing through her core.

Yay for me
. It’s not a dream.

She reached behind her and wrapped her hand around his erection.
“Good morning.”

He moaned when she began to stroke his length.
“Good morning to you, too. I was wondering how long it would take until you woke up. I thought I might actually have to get a little creative in my technique.”

She let go of him and closed her legs around his hand to stop his movements.
“Oh then by all means get creative. Pretend I’m still asleep.”

He chuckled and pinched her bundle of nerves causing her to instinctively buck her hips back against him.
The result had his hard-on nuzzled between the globes of her bottom. He stoked up and down. “That worked out nicely, but I have a better idea.”

Bringing his hand under her knee, he lifted her leg and glided his fingers down her thigh until he found her spot again.

“Mmm, that feels so good.”

“It’s about to get better, Angel.” Nick angled his hips until he was poised at her entrance. He slowly pushed through her folds allowing just the tip to enter and then just as slow withdrew until she was empty. He continued to tease her by thrusting just a little more each time.

Becca clamped around him desperately trying to keep him inside of her.
She tried to move her hips down lower wanting more.

Nick chuckled.
“Patience, Angel. I enjoy teasing you.”

His slow movements were torture
, and she whimpered as he refused to give into her pleas for more. He was driving her insane with his slow shallow strokes and feathery light circles on her clit. She put her hand on his and pushed down to apply more pressure while she ground herself against his hand. She groaned as her abdomen tightened and she rocked harder fanning her desire.

Nick suddenly became still and withdrew from her.
Her breathing was coming in pants, and a small cry of frustration slipped from her throat.

“Please
, Nick, don’t stop.”

“I’m not stopping
, Angel. Just ready for a different view. Get on your knees.”

A rush of excitement came over her as she positioned herself
, and the bed dipped when he maneuvered behind her. A groan escaped her lips when he palmed and massaged her bottom while rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her sex. He moved his hand up her spine and gently pushed down on her shoulders.

“Jesus, you’re so wet and ready for me.
Rest your head on the pillow and angle your sweet ass up at me.”

Becca eagerly put her head down and glanced behind her. She could see his hand stroking his cock and his balls hanging heavy between her thighs.
Reaching back, she grabbed them, causing his body to jerk and an approving groan to rumble in his chest. She squeezed and fondled them between her fingers enjoying the feel of him in her hand.

Both of his hands came up to the sides of her hips
, and he held her still as he began to slowly push inside of her. Becca held her breath as her muscles wrapped around him welcoming his invasion. When he came to a stop, he was fully inside of her with his sac still in her hand. She gave one last squeeze and brought her hand back up to rest by her head.

“Angel, you feel so good around me.”

Becca
had never felt so full as he moved slow and deep. The new position allowed him to stretch her in a way where every stroke brought a new wave of pleasure flowing through her. Her body was on fire, and she started to thrust back to meet him.

She could hear the slap and feel the ripple of force carry over her when their bodies met.
Each collision caused her to lose her breath while he would grunt through his labored breathing. She moved faster wanting more and hurling herself toward that moment when she would come apart against him. His pace matched hers, and soon she heard the strangled words come from his now gravel-filled voice.

“Come with me
, Angel. I’m almost there.”

He grabbed her hips and stopped her from moving while he pounded into her at pace that was fast, hard
, and demanding. The ferocity of his thrusts caused her to buck forward. His fingers dug into her flesh so hard they were going to leave bruises, and she enjoyed every bit of what he was doing to her. He was taking what he wanted, and she obligingly gave it to him. All she could do was fist the bedspread and hold on as the onslaught of sensation pushed her over the edge. She exploded into a million pieces screaming his name barely hearing him calling out hers as he bucked against her one last time.

Becca was weightless floating high above the ground
. The only sound she could hear was the pounding of her heart mixed with her heavy breathing. Drifting slowly back to Earth, she felt the cool bed against her face, sweat trickling down her back, and Nick easing out of her.

“You’re going to kill me.”
Nick came up to rest beside of her, and she maneuvered her head on to his chest as he wrapped his arm around her to hold her close. She could hear his heartbeat still wildly pounding, and she closed her eyes to listen to the loud rhythm.

“Hmm, I don’t know.
I think I like the way you wake me up. You’re the best alarm clock I’ve ever had.” She might even learn to be on time with wake up calls like that.

The rumble of his laughter bounced her on his chest.
“You liked that, huh? Then, let’s go back to sleep, and I can wake you up all over again.”

The idea of spending the day in bed with him caused a wave of pure contentment to wash over her.
She wrapped her arm around his middle and her leg around his. As she snuggled closer, his warmth seeped into her depths, and she took a deep breath of his lingering cologne that could only represent him. She held onto the scent imprinting it into her memory, and when she let the breath out, a blissful sigh escaped.

A ray of sunshine landed on her face
, and she opened her eyes to look out the window. She could see a scattering of snowflakes dancing and falling down, and an idea started to form. She loved when it snowed, and there was a place that she wanted to share with Nick. Excited, she jumped up on to her knees.

“It’s my turn to get you up.”

He opened his eyes and gave her a leisurely smile. Putting his arms under his head, he winked. “Sounds good to me. Seeing you on your knees again is causing me to get up already.”

She looked down and found him getting hard.
The man was insatiable. Heat instantly spread through her making her blush. The idea of staying where they were was tempting, and the way she could arouse him so easily made her want to trash her plans even more. Her resolve was quickly weakening when she remembered what her idea for the day had been. She turned back around and planted her hands on her hips giving the best frown she could muster.

“Oh, no you don’t.
Put that away for now.” She nodded her head in the direction of his thickening cock. “I have plans for you today.”

“But
, Angel, I thought that was our plan for today.”

The man was actually pouting.
She laughed and nudged on his side. “Go get a shower. I’m going to go make coffee.”

She scooted off the side and padded to the kitchen chuckling as he called after her about how the shower was going to be cold.

Becca poured water into the coffee pot and flipped the switch to start brewing her morning dose of java.
Coffee was a daily ritual to kick-start her body in the morning. Although, she had to admit her caffeine never got her moving as well as Nick.

She heard the shower turn on and smiled at how happy and content she felt.
He was there in her apartment—in her life. Even waking up in his arms had been comfortable and right.

Her mind drifted to the memory of his fingers gently tugging her from her dreams and the way he teased her until she thought she would burst from the torture.
Becca glanced at the clock on the wall. It was still early. They had plenty of time to accomplish what she had planned for the day and thought it was only fitting to give back a little of what he dished out in bed.

When Becca got to the bathroom, she opened the door as quietly as she could and came to stand in front of his silhouette behind the shower curtain.
He had his back to the water with his head tilted down allowing the stream to hit his neck. Even through the curtain, he looked beautiful and all man. She moved the curtain aside enough for her to step in.

He looked up and smiled
. “I was hoping you would join me.”

Becca stepped in closer to him and let the spray run over them both.
She brought her head up and captured his mouth in a slow kiss and moved back.

“I’m all about water conversation.
It’s up to us to take care of our environment.”

Reaching over for a bottle, she smiled at where she planned on using the cherry blossom and vanilla scented body wash.
She squeezed some into her hand and wrapped around him, slowly gliding up and down his length. Becca marveled at the feel of him hardening in her hands.

“Plus, I owe you a little payback for some teasing you seemed to enjoy entirely too much this morning.”

He moaned and pushed his hips into her hands. “If this is my punishment, I’m never going to stop torturing you.”

We’ll just have to see about that, won’t we?
Becca grabbed the shower head off its mount and turned the dial to the massage setting. She ran the pulsing water over his shoulders and down his chest circling his nipples while wondering if the water massage had the same pleasant effect on him as it did her. She continued her exploration of his body running the stream lower. Lifting his cock to expose the underside, she gently aimed the stream on his balls and made slow circles on one then the other.

Nick’s eyes had closed as she followed the cord up the bottom
, and when she got to the sensitive area just below the crown, he moaned and braced his arm against the wall. She focused the pulse of water on the spot as she made shallow strokes toward the base. His breathing became labored, and she could see the strain on his face as he fought for control. Nick’s voice was gravelly and pleading as he whispered his name for her.

“Angel.”

Becca had never gotten into nicknames being used by couples.
Those cutesy names had her all but gagging at times. But when Nick called her “Angel” she instantly felt revered and cherished. In her opinion, he never had to use her name again.

Becca turned the dial back to normal and rinsed off the remainder of soap.
When she was finished, she placed it back in its holder and looked down at her handiwork. Nick’s cock stood straight out, long and hard. Apparently, massaging shower heads were unisex after all.

Who knew?

Becca kissed him and smiled as he opened his eyes to follow her movements when she knelt before him.
She took his cock in her hand, circled her tongue and placed the tip in her mouth. When she lifted her lids to watch his expression, Becca almost lost her breath at the intensity in his eyes.

Swirling in the ocean blue depths of his gaze was a raw and powerful emotion that shot straight to her heart.
It was the look of someone in love. Her stomach tightened, and her own feelings came flooding through her. She felt the same, and for a brief moment she let her expression say everything she wanted him to hear. She ached for him, needed him, and with everything she was, loved him.

Becca closed her eyes to hold back the tears that seemed to want to come pouring out.
Now was probably not the best time to let her emotions gain control. The irony of wanting to tell him the words while his cock was in her mouth was not lost on her. She swallowed her emotions and came back to focus on where she was and what she was doing.

Becca moved her mouth down his full length.
She worked her throat against him and then inched her way back to the tip. She slowly repeated her movements over and over drawing out the sweet torture like he did to her. He moaned and tried to thrust his hips further into her as she made her way down his cock at an agonizing slow pace.

“Uh-uh,” she mumbled when she got to his base letting the vibrations of her words surround him.

“Angel, I can’t take much more.”
Becca could hear the strain in his voice, and she felt a feeling of triumph at her accomplishment. That would teach him to drive her crazy.

Paybacks, baby!

Becca slid her mouth back, resting her lips at his tip and wrapped her hand around his base.
She took a breath and plunged down taking him into her mouth as fast as she could. His body jerked, and she came back to where she started in one swift move. She found a fast rhythm and kept up the pace as her mouth edged him closer.