Sweet Affliction [Sweet Awakenings 4] (Siren Publishing Classic) (21 page)

His cock thickened and became even harder when he saw her neatly trimmed thatch of hair. The outer part lent no sign that hair was once there. Without resistance his mind forced his lips to go where they wanted. He placed a kiss to the beautiful image before him, and his nostrils flared when he caught the scent of her arousal.

He felt her hands dig into his shoulders and sensed when her legs widened for him. With his tongue he trailed it downward until it slipped past her lips.

Heaven. That’s what she tasted like. The sweetest most sinful slice of heaven all wrapped up in a warm blanket of wetness.

“Nick...” Her one word came out in a whisper.

He felt the jolt of her body right before she said it. His tongue had flicked across the sensitive nub that he brought such pleasure to in the kitchen, and he wanted nothing more than to make her scream again, only from his mouth this time.

He alternated between slow and meticulous swipes of his tongue as they circled her entrance until he would finally slide it inside of her. It was taking all restraint he had to not throw her on the bed, pull down his pants and drive inside of her. This wasn’t just about his needs though. He wanted her to truly feel and experience all the pleasure he could give her.

His hands were still pressed against her round cheeks, and he used them to bring her that much closer to him as he feasted on her delicious nectar. Her taste, her scent and her feel were his undoing. He needed to feel her get lost from him again.

He swiped his tongue across her clit. It was swollen and still sensitive from earlier. Her entire body jolted as he did it again and again, but he held her firmly to him, refusing to stop until she screamed.

“Oh, God…Nick…”

Her voice was strained and her breathing ragged. Fingernails were digging into his shoulders as he brought her closer.

His whole mouth was buried in between her thighs and covered with her wetness. The heat of her alone was making his cock leak with pre-cum.

“Yes…oh…”

There. Oh Jesus, there!
It was heaven. He slid his tongue into her opening and relished in the feel of her pussy contracting around him as she came, flooding his mouth with her release.

He held onto her firmly as she continued to shake and tremble under his touch. Her fingers were loosening their grip on his shoulder, but he could hear her breathing. She was spent and exhausted. And sated. His ego expanded and filled with male pride that he had given her such pleasure. She may not understand it yet, but sooner or later she would. She was his, and what had just happened was the beginning.

Her trembles ceased, and her fingers became lax as he finished drinking up her passion, knowing she had ruined his taste buds for life. Nothing would ever be as intoxicating as what he just tasted and experienced.

Placing tiny kisses on her outer lips he slowly loosened his grip on her rear. She seemed to almost fall over, unable to stand on her own. He held onto her and stood up to face her, ignoring the pain that rocketed in his side. Nothing was going to stand in his way of taking care of her.

Her eyes were heavy-lidded and barely seemed coherent of her surroundings. It was obvious she was still lost in the aftereffects of her orgasm, and he found the way she looked at him to be the most beautiful thing. She looked like a goddess. Surprisingly he wondered if any man had ever given her such pleasure, and a twinge of jealousy plagued him.

“AJ, you’re so beautiful.”

Her eyes opened and seemed to be more aware of his presence. “Nick…I–I can’t stand…”

“Shh. Lie down, sweetheart.”

He didn’t know what she planned on saying, but it was okay. He would take care of her. What she’d just experienced twice was nothing compared to what he was about to show her. She was important to him, and if it took countless hours of making her scream and come then he would just have to suffer through the task at hand. A wicked grin washed across his face as the thought entered his mind.

She was lying on the bed now, her clothes bunched at her ankles. He lifted her feet and pulled them off, dropping them to the floor next to the bed.

“Raise your arms over your head,” he instructed her.

She did as he asked, and he felt his cock twitch at the sight. She looked heavenly. Her womanly curves were always evidenced under her clothing, but seeing her lying before him, completely naked and exposed to him, he saw a sensuous and erotic side to her that he wondered if she even knew she possessed.

He saw her eyes travel down his body and stop on his midsection. The sweats he was wearing did little to hide his bodily reaction to her. They were the only remaining barrier between them, and he hated them.

Sliding his hands in the band of his pants, he pulled the too-tight fabric down and past his waist. Her eyes widened, and he saw the fire return to them when his dick jutted out almost proudly from the constraining fabric. He knew she’d seen him naked before but certainly not in this state. Although it wouldn’t be that farfetched to believe that even unconscious she aroused such a reaction in him.

He continued to slide them down his thighs and finally his calves until they remained at his ankles. He quickly kicked them off and stood before her. A droplet of pre-cum sat on the tip, and he rubbed it with his thumb, grasping his hardness and stroking it twice.

“This is what you do to me. From the moment I woke up and saw you, I’ve wanted you.”

“Then show me, Nick. Please.”

If he had a genie standing before him and offering him three wishes, none of them would come close to being as magnificent as what laid before him. She was perfection.

He climbed on the bed and pushed her legs apart as he crawled between them. Her gaze was locked on him. Her nipples were pointy and seemed to beckon him to hurry and take her. He positioned himself at her entrance and looked down at her.

“You’re sure? There’s no turning back after this.” He asked her, needing her to be sure, needing to hear that she wanted this as much as he did.

“Yes, I’m sure.”

Slowly, he slid his head past her lips, delving into her wet slit and stretching her opening. Her pussy felt so tight he couldn’t believe it. He nearly stopped for fear he was hurting her, but her eyes closed, her head dropped back, and she arched her entire body into him.

He had to be careful not to put too much weight on his side, so he wrapped his fingers around her waist and pulled her closer to him. The movement drove him deeper inside her. He gritted his teeth and tried to hold on. He was only halfway inside her and he could already feel himself losing control. She was so tight, like a velvet grip surrounding him with the finest silk.

She whimpered, and he watched in bliss as her hands met with her breasts, cupping and squeezing her nipples. He needed to feel all of her and thrust himself inside her.

“Oh, Nick!”

She screamed his name, and it snapped the small amount of restraint he had left. He drove into her deeper, using his grip on her waist to rock in and out of her hot core. He was lost in the images before him. If he looked up he saw her fondling and pinching her nipples as her head was flailing from side to side. If he looked down he could see his dick, thick and hard and coated with her wetness as he slid in and out of her.

The tight vice she provided him was pure heaven. It was just the right amount of stroking to increase his throbbing. Continuing to glance between her hands teasing her nipples and the sight of him thrusting in and out of her, he quickened his pace.

He was so close but wanted to feel her fall just once more. He wanted to know the feel of her walls spasm around him as she screamed once again. Urgent and hungry for that pleasure, he trailed his right hand down her hip and brought it to her drenched opening. His impatience didn’t allow him to coax her to release. The need was primal to feel her come while he was inside her.

Sliding his thumb against her clit, he rubbed it vigorously. Her body jolted, still sensitive from the last two times he had taken her there. He watched in amazement as her body shook from every flick of his finger.

“Jesus, AJ, come for me, sweetheart.”

As if she was waiting for his instruction, she did just that. She screamed his name and brought up her back into an arc. She looked like an angel.

The walls of her pussy contracted around him, pumping him while her core flooded him with the hot proof of her orgasm. A pain shot through his side from the pressure he was putting on it. He ignored it, burying himself deeper inside her, allowing her to surround him and take him with her.

His orgasm clawed at him, creeping up at him from the inside out until it finally exploded. His hips bucked wildly of their own accord as he felt the first of his cum spill into her. He shouted something, whatever it was he didn’t know. He was too lost, too entranced by the feeling she gave him to concentrate on anything else.

Seconds, moments, minutes went by. How long he wasn’t sure. His eyes were closed, and his breathing hitched, still trying to come down from arguably the best sexual experience of his life.

A sudden and stabbing pain struck his side. With his hands still wrapped firmly around her, he fell to his side, taking her with him. He turned on his back. Her body curled up and into his while he still lay inside her, lax and hot from their bodies’ fluids.

“Nick, are you okay?”

“Shh…just lie here with me.” He barely was able to speak between his heavy breathing and pain.

“Are you hurt?”

“AJ, please. Just stay here like this with me.” He opened his eyes and placed a gentle kiss to her lips.

She nodded her agreement and curled her body against his. This was it. This was what he had waited his whole life for. Even the pain was subsiding just knowing she was with him. She was his comfort, his peace. She was the one who made him complete.

AJ woke up to the sound of a phone ringing. She glanced at Nick, who was out and sleeping soundly. His eyes held no movement beneath the lids, and his breathing was steady. She quietly and carefully raised herself off of him. A moment of emptiness filled her when she felt his body leave hers. She had forgotten that they’d fallen asleep with their bodies entwined, connected as one. She found the phone, ringing on the kitchen table.

“Hello.”

In any other situation she may not have answered, but she knew only Nick’s friends had this number and he needed his rest. She had fallen asleep earlier worrying that he had hurt himself. His wound was still healing.

“Who is this?”

The voice on the other end sounded agitated. It made her nervous. “I’m a friend of…” She hesitated. She thought Nick’s friends were the only ones who had this number, but what if she was wrong?

“Of? Of who? Where’s Nick?”

“I umm…Who is this?”

“Is this AJ? Look, Nick told us about you. We need to make sure you guys are ready to go. We only get one shot at this, so we can’t screw it up.”

She was kicking herself for even answering. The man on the phone could’ve very well been Nick’s friend, but she couldn’t ignore the possibility that he wasn’t.

“I think you may have the wrong number, sir.”

“Oh for Christ’s sake. Would you get Nick please?”

“AJ?” Nick’s voice came from the back room.

She unplugged the phone from its wall charger and walked down the hall. When she walked in she saw Nick sitting on the side of the bed, his feet planted firmly on the floor as he held his side.

“Oh, Nick. Are you okay?” She hurried to sit in front of him, moving his hands to look at his stitches.

A shiver shot up her spine when the back of his hand brushed against her breast. Somehow, she wasn’t sure how, she’d managed to forget she was completely naked. When her nipple hardened from his touch she became aware of how vulnerable she was to him.

“I’m fine, sweetheart. Just a little sore.”

He lifted her chin up with his thumb and forefinger before placing a kiss on her lips. She could taste herself still on his mouth from hours before. It caused an odd reaction to her. She’d never experienced a feeling of longing as she did with him.

“You have to be more careful. You can’t overexert yourself. I don’t want…”

“Umm…hello? Remember me?” A voice came from the phone, which was lying on the floor next to where she sat.

Nick crinkled his brow and looked at her while reaching for the phone. “AJ, who’s on the phone?” He turned his attention to the person on the line. “Who is this?” he asked.

“How are you doing, Nicky? You didn’t overexert yourself did you?”

Nick listened to the person on the other end and gave her an exasperated look before looking at the time on the bedside clock.

“Hold on, wiseass.”

Nick covered the mouthpiece of the cellular. “Sweetheart, it’s my friend Adam. Get in the shower and start getting things ready to go. We only have about an hour before we have to get out of here.” He leaned in and kissed her.

She had so many questions still, yet she knew none of the answers would matter. Nothing he said would change the fact she would go wherever he asked her. She would do whatever he told her. When she gave herself to him, she gave all of herself. She belonged to him.