Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1) (6 page)

“You look fucking sexy in that outfit,” he whispered in my ear. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled as I put my arms around his neck and relaxed. My sex becoming increasingly wet as I stared into his green eyes.

The song was over, but I was entranced by Nicholas. I didn’t want to move, actually couldn’t move since my feet were suddenly stuck to the floor thanks to the jelly legs I was now carrying.

“Maya, Chris, and I are, um going to head out,” Tia said as we were still dancing on the floor.

“Oh. I guess that means I’ll be leaving too,” I told Nicholas.

“Why?” he asked.

“Tia is my ride,” I replied. “Gabrielle, Samantha,” I called to get their attention so that we could leave since Tia was ready.

“What’s up, Maya,” an out of breath Gabrielle asked.

“Tia is ready to go and we need to leave.”

“Uh, we are going to an after hours spot with Rick and Jason. They said that they would make sure we got home. Didn’t Tia tell you?”

“It is pretty clear I did not know or else I would not have made myself look like the fool of the night.” I felt embarrassed and the drinks we had were starting to catch up.

“I’ll take you home,” Nicholas said.

“Thanks, Nicholas, but I think I should leave with Tia.”

“Tia, I’ll take Amaya home,” Nicholas turned to Tia and said.

“Thank you, Nicholas.” Tia hugged me tight. “Maya, I love you. Call you in the morning,” she whispered and left with Chris.

“Shall we go?” Nicholas asked. He grabbed my hand and escorted me to the elevator. As we stepped in the car, all I could think about was that day in my office before the press conference when he had me pressed against my door, how I wanted him to take me then, now. A group of young girls tried to get in the car with us, but Nicholas asked them to wait for the next car and closed the doors. He turned and looked at me, walked closer to me and backed me into the corner. I kept thinking my fantasy was going to come true. Suddenly, the doors opened and the automated voice announced that we were on the ground floor. Nicholas closed his eyes in disbelief and shook his head as we stepped off the elevator. The valet steward recognized Nicholas and immediately called for his car.

I expected to see the 1973 Chevy pickup that he was in when we went to Happy Wine, but instead a black Porsche Cayman GTS stood in front of us.

“Mr. Hansen. Here you go, sir.” Nicholas shook his hand and obviously passed him a tip.

“Thank you,” Nicholas replied. The valet opened my door and as I stepped in, my heel caught and I twisted my ankle. Nicholas rushed over to see if I was okay.

“I’m okay, twisted my ankle a little.” He reached around my waist, buckled me in, and then proceeded to his side to get in and drive away.

“Are you sure your ankle is okay?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m sure. I do this at least once a month,” I said sarcastically. I chuckled a little bit at my comment and Nicholas smiled. You dread that awkward quietness when you are alone with a guy you like. I was searching for something to tune in to.

“What kind of tunes do you have going here,” I questioned, trying to break the ice.

“I listen to all genres of music.”

“I can tell you like R&B. Where did you learn to move like that?” I asked with a smile.

“What, was I doing it wrong?” he replied with a chuckle.

“On the contrary, it was good,” I said and looked away. I wondered if he had moves like that in bed. He reached his hand over to my face and raised my head up to meet his eyes.

“You are an amazing woman. I love everything about you,” he said.

“But why?” I asked. “Why are you intrigued by me?” We pulled into a gated garage at the IOS on the Bay condominiums near my place.

“Where are we, Nicholas?” He smiled as he got out of his car, walked over to my side, and opened the door.

“Come on, let's go put ice on that ankle,” he requested.

“Nicholas, I don’t live far from here, you could just…”

“Please, humor me?” Seeing how there was no room for negotiation, I stood to get out of the car, but my ankle gave way. Nicholas caught me in his arms and I looked up at him feeling embarrassed.

“Guess my ankle is more hurt than I thought,” I said.

“Let me help you.” With one swift motion, he picked me up and carried me in his arms into his place. Once we were inside, he sat me on his couch and placed my hurt ankle on his glass table with a pillow underneath it.

“Thank you,” I said, feeling a little embarrassed. He smiled at me and walked to the kitchen.

“Do you want something to drink?” he asked.

“I’ll take a water if that’s okay.” He appeared around the corner with an ice pack and a bottle of water.

“Here you go. One bottle of water.” He placed the ice pack on my ankle.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“Better thank you.”

“No problem,” he replied.

“Would you mind if I put some music on?” he asked.

“Sure, I don’t mind. Sometimes I get lost in a lyric, or rhythm of a song.” I realized that I was rambling and stopped talking.

“You don’t have to stop talking,’ he said softly. “I love to hear your voice.” I turned my head to avoid eye contact, but he directed me to turn back to him. “You asked me earlier why I was intrigued by you.”

“Yes I did and you never answered.”

“During college, we had a total of four classes together, by chance not stalking.” I laughed a little at the stalking comment. “The way you presented yourself, you were always in your books. Guys always talked about you and what they wanted to do, but I saw you in a different view. I saw a determination that matched mine, a dedication that matched mine, and desire, which also matched mine. I always wanted to get to know you, but I knew there were things that would interfere and I was one of them. I didn’t want to be your reason to fail.”

I could tell that he was being sincere; his eyes had compassion in them.

“I think my ankle is frozen now.” Nicholas reached over to grab the ice pack right when I did and our hands touched.

“I’m sorry,” I said as I pulled my hand back.

“It’s all right,” he said as I was rubbing my ankle to try to warm it back up. He grabbed my ankle and slowly and softly started massaging it.

“Is that too much pressure?”

“Um, no that’s fine, but you don’t have to do that.”

“I work in construction. I deal with tweaks and minor injuries all the time. Just relax.” Nicholas continued to apply gentle pressure to my ankle and I lay my head back, took a few deep breaths, and started to relax. The music selection he had was soft, sensual, and relaxing.
Getting Late
by Floetry came on and I realized I was getting aroused by his touch.

“I think my ankle feels better now,” I said to Nicholas.

“Good, then I’ll massage your foot.” Nicholas moved his skilled fingers down to my foot and started massaging it.

“How does that feel?” Nicholas asked softly.

“It feels nice.” My breathing was increasing as I felt the energy between us build. I knew it was inevitable what was about to happen between us.

“How about this.” Nicholas took my leg and wrapped it around his waist. I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to move. I was excited and scared at the same time. He took my other leg and also wrapped it around him.

“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he commanded. When I did as told, he stood and there we were, staring into each other’s eyes, my legs wrapped firmly around his waist. His eyes grew darker and more intense, hypnotizing me, making my lady parts tingle.

“Um, Nicholas, you can put me down.” He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard and deep. His lips were soft and sensual. I felt my nipples get tight and definitely felt myself getting wetter. I found myself kissing him back, wanting to take all of him in, greedy for him. We stopped for a moment and looked at each other.

“I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything you don’t want to do,” he whispered to me. This was something I wanted to do. I leaned in and kissed him, opened my eyes, and kissed him again. He then held me against his body and we went into his room where he knelt on his bed and laid me down. He pulled off his shirt, revealing an amazing vision. He had a small tattoo that read “Healed” over his left pectoral muscle and rippling abs that tapered down to that V that we women love so much peeking out from his jeans.

He leaned over me, kissing me while pulling down my leggings to reveal that I was wearing a black lace thong. He then lay down on his side beside me as we continued to kiss. He reached up under my shirt and began to massage my breast and roll my nipples between his fingers, slightly pulling on them. The feeling was exciting and erotic. I let out little moans with each tug. He was getting excited too; I could feel his cock grow against my leg, as the intensity was getting stronger. I concentrated on what I was feeling—the racing of my heart, the heat in his touch and kiss, the length and thickness of his dick.

“Nicholas,” I moaned as he continued to tease me with his tongue. He took my nipples into his mouth, one by one, and began to suck on them, slowly licking them before placing the whole nipple in his mouth and finishing them off with gentle nibbles. This was causing me to want him more as the anticipation was growing deep inside. The ache between my legs was intensifying and I wanted to feel him inside me.

He reached down to my thong and with one quick tug, tore them off me. He spread my legs apart and then inserted first one, then two fingers into me. I jumped a little at the pleasure I was feeling catching him off guard.

“Are you okay?” he asked. I shook my head yes and he continued to pleasure me. He was moving his fingers in and out in a slow and steady pace and my hips were going around in a circular motion responding to his touch. My hand was trailing along his back as he started to kiss my neck and place little bites on my neckline. I gasped in passion with each bite.

“Nicholas,” I whispered. He then removed his fingers from inside me and placed them in his mouth.

He looked at me and smiled a devilish grin. Nicholas then spread my legs open further and hovered above me. He kissed me again, deeply, and then he went to each of my breasts and started sucking on them again. I so was aroused by his actions that I started throbbing between my legs. I moaned with every kiss, lick, and bite and touch, each one of them giving me a different pleasure. Nicholas continued making his way down my body. When he got to my pussy, he took one look at me and smiled.

He then kissed the inside of my thighs, running his tongue along the intersection of where my hips and legs meet.

“My God, Maya, you are so fucking wet. It’s taking a lot of control not to fuck you hard right now.”

“Then why don’t you?” I replied as my need for him was coming to a peak.

“Because I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long, I want to make sure that I satisfy every inch of you.” With that comment, Nicholas removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue.

I panted in excitement and arched my back. He swirled his tongue around in tiny circles that drove me insane. Every nerve ending was being attended to. He moved his tongue in and out slowly. Each time he was out, he sucked on my clit. I cried out with each nibble and then he went back in. I was about to reach an orgasm when he stopped and slipped his fingers inside me.

“Don’t come yet, baby,” he said to me softly.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep this up,” I said back to him. Nicholas removed his fingers and stared at me while sucking my juices off his fingers.

“Maya, you taste sweet,” he said as he pulled off his jeans to reveal the bulge that had been pressing against me. He wasn’t completely naked, but you could tell how excited he had become by the slight wet mark on his boxer briefs. He proceeded to remove his boxers and his cock was standing at full attention. It was long and thick. I was staring at him as he began to rub it while sucking on his fingers. I felt my arousal grow deeper and I wanted him in me badly. I started to call his name. He hovered over me with his cock pressed against the lips to the entrance of my tunnel.

“Are you sure, baby?” he whispered.

“Yes.” My reply was breathy and my hands were softly running down his back.

“Maya, I’ve wanted you for so long. I can wait if you want me to.”

Why would he think all this work up and no payoff would be okay? I kissed him, letting him know that I wanted him too. He smiled back at me and as he kissed me, he delved deep inside me.

“Nicholas!” I whispered loudly as I arched my back in pleasure. He kissed me at the base of my neck and began to lick it. He moved in and out of me at a slow and steady pace. With each thrust, I inhaled deeply. I know I hadn’t had sex in a while, except for BOB, but I never imagined this. I could barely take all of him, but I wanted all of him. He buried his head in my neck as he pulled out.

“Maya,” he bit out with the next thrust. This time he stilled himself inside me, deep inside me. He grabbed my nipples in between his teeth, nipping and sucking on them all the while increasing his thrusts.

“Mmm… Nicholas,” I moaned as I felt my orgasm beginning to build.