Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1) (7 page)

“Maya, come for me please,” he asked. I knew that he could tell I was about to come as I was getting wetter and wetter and he was going faster and faster.

“Nicholas,” I said, digging my nails into his back. I started moving in rhythm with him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Maya, stop moving your hips. You’re gonna make me come,” he said, his voice gritty and passionate.

“Nicholas, Nicholas, Nicholas!” I couldn’t control it any longer. The next thrust was my undoing. I came, hard with my back arched, and tears streaming down.

I wasn’t crying, but my body had never experienced pleasure. Nicholas kissed me and continued to move in and out of me. My orgasm was still going and each thrust he gave made me arch more

“Maya!” Nicholas called out.

“I’m. Going. To. Come. Fuck!” he gritted as he stilled himself deep inside me again, and grabbed me closer to him as I was finally calming down from my climax. We lay there, sweaty and breathing heavily while we stared at each other. He rolled over to his side and stared at me.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” he said while moving my hair out of my face. I smiled and leaned over to kiss him.

“You are not bad looking yourself,” I replied with laughter.

“Bad looking? I’ve been called worse,” he said with a chuckle.

“Let me go get you a bottle of water.” I could still hear the music playing from the living room where we were before we made our way to the bedroom. I was humming along to the song playing when it abruptly stopped. He came back to the room with two bottles of water and his iPod. He handed me a water as he placed his iPod on the dock and pressed play. He turned and looked at me.

“This song reminds me of you. I listen to it every night wishing you were lying here with me. This song was playing on the radio the day I first saw you. It’s been yours ever since.” I smiled, feeling flattered and warm.

“I’m here now,” I replied.

“Yes, you are.” He leaned over to kiss me and we made love over and over again.

Chapter 6

I woke up in a little panic, not sure where I was. I looked around in search of something familiar and then it dawned on me. I was at Nicholas’s and last night did happen. I turned my head and found him sleeping, resting peacefully and naked. I started thinking back to the night of intense passion that we shared and felt myself becoming aroused. I had better get up, I thought to myself. I got up softly as to not wake him up, and I pulled on his T-shirt from last night. I went into the living room and grabbed my clutch then quietly crept into the guest bathroom and closed the door.

I always kept a few things in case of an emergency or a major night of drinking when I went out with my girls. I had a travel size dental care and a ponytail holder. As I was brushing my teeth, I checked my phone. I had twelve missed calls and twenty-two messages from my girls combined. Jeez, I thought. I am grown. I put my phone back in my clutch, rinsed my mouth, and washed my face. I had wipes in my purse and made sure that I freshened up before I left the bathroom.

I looked in on Nicholas and he was still sound asleep. I decided to make him a little breakfast. I looked in his refrigerator and took note of what was there: Bagels, orange juice, turkey bacon, an assortment of fruit, and eggs. I took these items out and looked for a cutting board and knife. I started to prep the fruit while I toasted the bagels. “Ahem…” I heard his voice and looked up to see his glorious body and hypnotizing eyes looking at me. “Good morning,” he said with that fucking smile.

“Good morning,” I replied. “I thought I would make you a little breakfast.”

Nicholas walked toward me, smiling.

“Oh did you now?” he replied.

“Um, yes, I figured that you may want something to nibble on.” I immediately started to blush thinking about how he loves to nibble.

“Mmm, yes I do love nibbling on you,” he said as he slid up behind me gently biting my neck. I exhaled deeply and closed my eyes as he continued to bite and lick me. My breath became shallower and I began to pant. I whispered his name as he ran his fingers between my legs and into my walls.

“Maya, you are wet. What do you expect me to do, leave you wanting me? No, I think I need to take care of that wetness now.” I felt his cock pressed against my backside and he was hard.

I quickly turned around and whispered in his ear, “Not if I take care of you first.” I dropped to my knees and kissed his balls, slowly licking and gently sucking on them.

“Maya, what are you… damn baby that feels good,” he moaned as I licked him up the length of his beautiful cock and then inserted it into my mouth while gently caressing his balls. He hissed loudly as I motioned up and down on his cock, making circles around its head with my tongue.

“Jeez baby, you’re gonna make me c-c-come,” he stammered out. I went faster and faster as making him come was the only thing on my mind. I was turned on by giving him pleasure. I started playing with myself while I continued to suck him off.

“Maya, stop, baby please let me inside you.” But I couldn’t. He was almost there and I wasn’t going to stop.

“Fuck!” he moaned loudly and grabbed my head. I could feel the warm sensation of his essence flowing down the back of my throat. I continued to suck him while he caught his breath. I stood and grabbed a paper towel to wipe my mouth. He had an expression of shock on his face. I turned to throw the paper towel away when he grabbed me, picked me up, wrapped my legs around him, and sat me on the counter.

He took the honey out of his cabinet and opened the cap.

“Open,” he stated. I opened my mouth on command and he drizzled honey in my mouth, down my chin, and on my neck.

“Swallow.” I did as he commanded. He ripped his shirt off me then drizzled honey on my breasts and nipples.

“Lay back,” he directed. I lay back on the cold granite countertop. My nipples hardened as soon as I lay down. He drizzled honey down my chest, my belly, and my pussy. He walked around the counter and positioned himself above my head.

Leaning in, he started kissing me. I have never enjoyed kisses as much as I enjoyed his. He licked the honey off my mouth, chin, slowly moving to my neck, sucking hard, and leaving slight bite marks along his trail. He walked back around and began to lick the honey off my breast, paying close attention to my nipples, tugging and biting them. It made my clit ache and my pussy beg for his entry. He worked his way down to my v-lounge and started lapping the honey off me, delivering long lashings from his tongue as I arched my back when he began to suck on my clit.

“Nicholas,” I moaned. “Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please take me. I want you inside me,” I begged.

“If I take you like you are suggesting I do, it won’t be like last night. It will be hard and fast. Are you sure that’s what you want, if not, allow me to continue so I can calm the rage inside me,” he said. I was nervous at the tone of his voice, but my body was craving raw, animalistic, unrestrained sex. I wanted him to kill his rage in me.

“Yes,” I answered. He had a dark gleam in his eyes as he spread my legs apart and thrust inside me, hard.

I cried out and he kissed me to comfort me. He continued thrusting hard and fast as I gasped with each motion.

“Maya, oh fuck, you are fucking wet.” His voice was deep and full of desire. With the pounding my pussy was taking, I felt my orgasm building and I knew I was going to erupt at any moment. He must have felt it too. He got off the counter top, picked me up, and backed us against the wall in his kitchen. We were kissing frantically, biting and pulling on each other’s lips. I held my head back and dug my nails into his back as he thrust harder and faster up against the wall enjoying this erotic and sticky pleasure.

“Mmm, I’m coming,” I moaned as he began going faster and faster. My orgasm ripped through my body and I felt the contractions of my sex muscles tighten around his massive cock. That did not deter him as he continued fucking me hard after I was spent. I rest my head on his shoulder and bit him hard as I felt him pulsating deep within me.

“Oh God! Amaya!” he grunted and then stilled inside me. For a moment, I wondered what the neighbors were thinking if they could hear us. Still pinned against the wall, he leaned in and started kissing me. My legs were a quivering mess. I didn’t think I had anything left in me after last night. We looked at each other for what felt like an eternity. Kissing and licking honey off each other as we calmed down. He carried me into the bathroom and started the shower, still holding me. When the water was warm, we got in the shower and sat on the floor, me lying in his arms and the water streaming down on us. He grabbed the soap and started washing me, making me feel more relaxed under his touch. I don’t know what this was, but it sure felt nice. I wasn’t concerned about my relationship worries or anything. I turned around and started washing him, admiring every inch of his body for the wonder that it was and paying close attention to the scratches I left on his back and the bite mark on his shoulder while kissing him on his tattoo.

“Let’s go grab something to eat since you are very dangerous in the kitchen,” he said.

“Um, I don’t have any clean clothes or panties for that matter.” Referring to my thong he tore last night.

‘You could drop me off at my place,” I suggested.

“Sure, we can stop by there.” His tone was full of direction instead of suggestion.

“Nicholas, I do have things to go take care of today.” I tried to get out of spending more time with him, but the look on his face easily said I am not giving up. “Fine, you can wait for me until I come out and we can go together.”

“This one time only.” His voice was stern and to the point. I couldn’t tell him that I didn’t have any errands to run; I only wanted time alone to figure out what happened between us. Since the gallery opening, he had consumed my thoughts and now he had my mind and body. I lose composure around him and now he has fucked me as if tomorrow is never coming.

“This feels good, but I’m hungry. You ready to get out?” he asked.

“Yes.” My voice was quiet, shy, concerned.

“Are you okay?” I shook my head to provide him a visual of my response.

“Just, thinking about the things I need to do, that’s all,” I said, leading him off the inquisitive path. I kept thinking of how my last relationship started like this but ended in pure tragedy. He kissed me, pulling me away from my thoughts, stood and held out his hand to help me up.

“Here you go, Maya.” He tossed me a
T-shirt
to wear with my leggings as we dried off.

“Thank you,” I replied as I grabbed my dental care. A low chuckle and smile appeared.

“What?” I asked curiously.

“You always carry dental hygiene with you?”

“Only when I go out with the girls. You never know with them what kind of trouble we will get into.”

“I believe it. Those girls are wild, except Samantha.”

“Don’t let her fool you,” I said. I looked up and he caught my attention as he was getting dressed. My God, his body was sinfully amazing. His mouth was moving, but I couldn’t hear a sound over the noise his body was making. His perfectly chiseled abs that flexed as he continued to dry his hair with his towel. I watched him pull up his jeans and button them and I couldn’t stop staring at his V. Flashbacks of last night and this morning flooded my mind and I began to get aroused.

“Did you hear me?” I was embarrassed. I was caught staring at him hard; I didn’t hear him speak to me.

“Uh, no sorry, I must’ve spaced out.” I giggled a little thinking about the embarrassment I was feeling. He walked over to me and caressed my face.

“I asked if Blue Collar was okay with you,” he repeated while putting on his
T-shirt
that seemed to mold to every crease of his abs.

“Sure, that’s fine. I love their food.” I swallowed hard trying to get a hold of my feelings. Having him that close, and with my thoughts wondering, proved to be a challenge.

“Okay then. You ready?” he asked, grabbing his keys and putting his low ankle socks and Chucks on. I shook my head yes in response still mesmerized by his body, his smile, his presence. As I stood to my feet, he grabbed and kissed me, making my heart beat faster. I placed my arms around his neck as he placed his hands around my waist. Our kisses started to turn more passionate and we pulled away, staring at each other intently.

“We better go,” he said, panting, “or else we will not make it out of here.” I laughed as we headed out the door.

When we walked outside, I noticed that we were close to my place.

“So this is where you stay, huh?” My question trying to serve as an icebreaker. We had been in complete silence since entering the car.

“Sort of. I got that place because I am here a lot and sometimes it’s a late evening on the job sites or in design and I would be too tired to drive to my actual place.”

“And where is that?”

“It’s in Fort Lauderdale. Not too far, but I like convenience.”

“I love the fact that mostly everything I do is within a fifteen-minute drive time for me.” There was an obvious awkwardness between us. I could feel his eyes gazing at me and when I would look up, he would act as if he had been paying attention to the road the whole time. When we arrived at my place, I decided to invite him in.

“Do you think it’ll be safe?” He smirked and raised his eyebrows with that devilish smile on his mouth.

“Yes, we will be safe. I’m too hungry to think about anything else right now and I’m sure you will need the fuel.”

We entered the building and I introduced Nicholas to our door attendant, figuring he would be coming by often. I asked for a visitor tag that he could have for when he comes over, should he come over, if we have that type of relationship. Man, I had a lot to say and work out, I thought to myself. We got on the elevator and headed up to the third floor. It was a quiet ride with occasional glances and acknowledging smiles. I looked at the numbers lighting up indicating which floor we were on and I could see him looking at me. I tried to ignore him, but I couldn’t. His stare beckoning my attention.

“Nicholas.” My tone was soft while trying to scare up the nerve to talk about last night.

“Yes?” His eyes were wide with curiosity and a slight grin on his face. He had slight stubble appearing on his jawline and he licked his lips as if he was thirsty.

“Um, my house may be a little disarrayed from us getting dressed last night. Just want to warn you.” Shit, I can’t talk to this guy without wanting to fucking jump his bones. I needed to gain focus here.

“I have a younger sister. I know how women can be.” His reply was innocent and caused me to smile, feel a little at ease.

I opened the door to my place and was totally embarrassed by the actual mess we left— clothes and shoes strewed everywhere, a variety of undergarments, wineglasses along with two empty bottles of wine. “Shit.” His words came out with the same feeling of shock I was expressing.

“I’m sorry about this, Nicholas. Really, I am a clean person.”

“I kind of figured that based on the dentist office in your purse.” He laughed. I picked up a few of the girls items and moved them so Nicholas could have a place to sit.

“You girls went through a whole department store,” Nicholas said, laughing as he picked up a dress laying across the couch.