Authors: Emma Hillman
perfect and she wondered how he’d known it’d do the trick. Fingers tugged her shirt up
and she forgot to think for a while.
Lips met her skin again but this time, they found the curve of her left breast. Her
breath hitched, her hands moving up so they could slide into his hair.
He pulled back to ask, “Okay?”
A strangled “Yes.” left her mouth.
And so it began.
He took off every item of clothing she wore, taking his time and making sure to
kiss and nip her skin as he unveiled it. By the time her underwear was off, she was a
quivering mass of nerves. She could barely stand up, his hands finding her waist to hold
her as he helped her into the hot tub.
Warm water met her skin and as she sat down, bubbles erupted around her.
“Oh!”
Nick chuckled beside her. “Like it?”
“Oh yes,” she whispered as she leaned back, a jet hitting that sensitive spot in
her lower back. “This is heaven.”
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Nick felt his muscles clench at the pleasure lacing her words. He’d been hard for
what felt like hours now, and yet, he’d told her she had control. He had to stay focused:
on her, on her enjoyment. Taking a deep breath, he looped his arm around her
shoulders and tugged her against his side. “There, let’s relax now.”
Leah closed her eyes as she leaned her head against his shoulder. He felt so
nice. He was so nice. And yet, every square inch of her body was brilliantly alive. The
last thing she felt like doing was to relax, but she understood what he was trying to do.
“Thanks, Nick.”
“No, thank you.” He dropped a quick kiss on her hair and settled back, his legs
stretched in front of him. His cock might be bopping over the water but he was going to
ignore it. Damn right! Of course, that would have worked if she hadn’t chosen that
moment to touch him. “What are you doing?” he hissed through clenched teeth. Soft
fingers were running down his chest, which was a small caress at most; it was when her
nails came in to play that he grabbed her hand in his and squeezed. “Leah!”
“What?”
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Didn’t you like that? I thought…I just wanted to pay you back.”
“One, there’s no need to pay me back, especially not after last night; and two, I
thought we were here to relax?”
“Sure but I wanted to touch you. Can I?”
“Why?”
“You’ve got an amazing body and I’ve been wanting to do this for years now.”
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“Years?” He turned towards her and groaned when he realized he couldn’t see
her. “What do you mean? We haven’t known each other that long.”
“Oh.” Shoot! “I meant, when you were Apollo…”
He frowned in the dark. “You watched football?”
“Only because of you.”
“Really?” Somehow, that made his insides clench.
“Yes. You were amazing on the field, you know? I miss watching you.”
“I miss it too sometimes.” His voice had lowered as he brushed her hair away
from her face. He cursed the blinds, wanting to see her eyes and the look on her face
as she said those things. Was this really the truth or just another way of getting closer to him? He’d been pushing away groupies for years now, never interested in the way they
offered themselves to him on a platter. Only because he was famous and rich
and…Okay, so he’d used one or two. Or a dozen. All right, maybe two or three dozen
but what horny young man wouldn’t? Right?
“Nick?”
Her voice brought him back to the present. “Yeah?”
“Can I touch you?”
“Yes. No.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Yes or no?”
“I mean…I’m hard as a rock, baby. I don’t think I can take any more stimulation
before I pounce on you again. And I don’t want a repeat of last night. I wanted to take
this slow but-”
“You were the one who suggested getting naked to try out your hot tub.”
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Shit! “I know, that was damn stupid of me.”
“I still wanna touch you.” Leah moved onto her knees on the seat, her hand
finding his chest once again. “Please.”
“I’m not sure-”
She cut him off, “It’ll make me happy.”
That was the one argument he couldn’t go against and she knew it. And yet, as
Nick muttered an “Okay.”, he couldn’t lie to himself. He wanted her hands on him. He
wanted to feel her soft touch, hear her appreciative comments. He wanted her to
straddle him, so he could sink into her heat and let her ride him to oblivion. “Fuck!” he
swore as her fingers dunk under the water and wrapped around his erection.
It took him a good minute to remember why it was a bad idea. Only the memory
of her ghastly pale face the night before, when he’d finally realized what he’d done,
stopped him from enjoying her caresses. Oh all right, it wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying
them; he was. But he also knew he had to stop her. This wasn’t for him. He’d invited her
here because he wanted to treat her right. He grimaced as he clasped his hand around
hers and forced it off of him. “Stop, baby.”
“Why?” She sounded shocked. “You didn’t like it?”
“Oh no, I probably liked it too much for that matter. But this isn’t how it should go.
We’re here so you can relax, remember?”
“And?”
He grinned. “And so, it’s my turn.” His hands grabbed her waist, pulling her
towards him until she straddled his lap. “Sit on me, Leah.”
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“I don’t think so.” Her nails digging into the edge of the tub, she tried to pull
herself up and off his thighs.
“Come on, baby,” his voice whispered in her ear just as his right hand slid up her
back. “I want to touch you.” His head lowered until his lips brushed her neck. He nipped
her skin before adding, “I want to kiss you.”
“Oh.” Leah started, her movement bringing her into sharp contact with his
erection. “Are you sure?”
“Hell yeah.” Nick’s mouth travelled down her neck and over her shoulder, biting
her skin for a long second. His hands moved up her sides, bumping into her breasts.
Before she could stop him, he cupped them in his hands and breathed out. “So nice,
baby. You feel so nice.”
Leah wriggled on top of him but managed to stay put. Did he really mean that?
“Do I?”
Nick heard the uncertainty in her voice and forced himself to focus. “You feel
amazing. I want to eat you up. All of you. Will you let me?”
“I-” She licked her lips, suddenly feeling dizzy. She couldn’t see him, but hell
could she feel him. His hard chest and thighs, his cock prodding her. He was so…male.
“I don’t know.”
“Please,” he murmured against the skin of her throat. “I’ll make it good for you.
Trust me, Leah.”
It always came down to this, didn’t it? It wasn’t the first time he’d asked her to
trust him and yet, this time she really wanted to believe him. She wanted to forget the
whole night’s debacle. She desperately needed him to replace that scene in her mind, in
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her body, with something good. Something that she could recall and not cringe over.
Something that would make her feel better about herself, and not like a pale copy of the
love of his life. “Okay.”
It was only one little word but he felt it to his core. He didn’t give her time to go
back on it. Wrapping his right hand in her hair, he took her mouth into a hard kiss and
went to work.
He was going to apologize, and she would enjoy every single second of it. He
would make sure of it.
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“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you,” Nick whispered against the skin
of her stomach. He’d pushed her down until she was sitting on the ledge, her legs
dangling in the warm water as he settled himself between them.
She tensed at his words however. “What? Don’t say things like that, Nick.”
“Why not?” His fingers traced a line just above her thatch of hair, her hips rocking
up at the soft caress.
“You don’t have to,” Leah managed to respond. She was already his anyway. He
didn’t have to lie to her and tell her nice things.
“But it’s true,” he countered. “I remember watching you lean over the counter and
your tits were pressed together. It was such a nice view, I got hard.”
“You did?” She blinked in the darkness. He was telling the truth?
“Hell yeah. I hadn’t felt anything like it since-“ He stopped himself just in time. “A
long time but you got through to me, baby. And now I get to have you.”
“You had me last night.”
“Not really,” he replied, his fingers dipping into her folds. He had to make her
forget about that fiasco, he reminded himself. He lowered his head and found her clit
with his tongue almost immediately.
Unable to think any longer, Leah lied down on her back on the cold tiles and
widened her stance. “Oh!” He’d slipped a finger inside her and as he started a thrusting
motion, his mouth still playing with her sex, she forced the urge to grab his hair and hold
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on. Instead she stretched her arms above her and arched her back, eager for some
more caresses. Yes, just like that.
* * * *
She’d ridden him to heaven and back. And it still wasn’t enough, Nick thought as
he watched her walk in front of him. She was wearing his shirt and nothing else, bar the
grin on her face. Her thighs peeked out from the white cotton, the curve of her ass lifting
it at every step. They hadn’t even cleared the landing yet and he was already hard.
Unable to stop himself, he grabbed her hips and jerked her to a stop.
“Nick!” She looked behind her shoulder and frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong.” He tilted her forward until she was bent over at the waist, her
hands grasping the banister in front of her. “Oh yeah, baby. You look so appetizing like
this.”
She gasped, “Again?”
He smirked at her incredulous tone. “Fuck yeah. I want you again.”
“But-“ She snapped her mouth shut. Who was she to complain? He’d been
amazing earlier, making her come so many times with his tongue and fingers that when
he’d entered her, she’d only been able to wrap her arms around him and hang on for
the ride. She might have been riding him, but he’d been the one who’d done all the
work. Her breasts had bounced, her butt had slapped against his thighs and he’d loved
every minute of it. She knew that because he’d told her. He was a talker; that was
becoming quite clear.
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“What a nice ass,” Nick said behind her, grabbing her with both hands.
Oh no! They were no longer in the dark and she’d been on her way to his bed so
she could hide under the covers. Except Nick had other plans and now they were going
to have sex in the middle of the staircase, in broad daylight! “Are you sure you want to
do this here?”
“Babe, I’m already hard as a rock.” To prove it, he leaned forward until his
erection nestled between her cheeks. “Feel this?”
“Yeah.” Her reply came out as a strangled gasp.
He chuckled, his arms wrapping around her from behind. His palms automatically
found her heavy breasts, cupping them over the shirt. “Are you wet for me, Leah?”
She probably still was, she thought as his fingers crept down her front to check
for themselves. She parted her legs, her head falling back onto his shoulder at the first
touch of his hand. “Nick…”
His thumb played with her clit for a very hot minute, her hips starting to rock on
their own volition. “Bend over, baby. I can’t wait any longer.”
Two seconds later and she was back in her erstwhile position. Her knuckles were
white as she grasped the handrail, her hair falling into her face. Fingers parted her sex
and after one last caress, he pushed himself inside her. He felt even wider in this
position, her walls unused to such activity still feeling a bit bruised. But she didn’t
complain, too caught up in the way he was fucking her. Because this wasn’t gentle. This
was hot and passionate and unrestrained.
She rocked back against him, her breasts swaying wildly as she bounced back
and forth. “Oh god, Nick!” The head of his cock had bumped something good inside
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her. Eager for more of that, she arched her back and tilted her pelvis. Yes! She exulted
inwardly. Perfect, this was perfect. This was… “Ahh!” She shattered around his
pounding length, tightening so much around him that he faltered and stopped. And
started coming.
They found themselves leaning against the banister, clinging to each other so as
not to fall. It only took one look before they started laughing, happiness finally restored
between them.
* * * *
Twenty-four hours later and they were lying on his bed, her head just perfectly
positioned in the crook of his shoulder. Even though it was the middle of the night,
neither felt the need to sleep, their gazes fixed on the TV in front of them.
“You wore me out,” Nick growled and moved his arm so that she was snuggled a
little closer to him. The covers lowered as he moved and she jerked them back up over
her shoulders, covering their nakedness. No, rather make that her nakedness. “Why do
you always do that?”
“Uhm?” She turned around for good this time and propped her head on his upper
arm.
“Hide yourself under the covers. In case you hadn’t noticed, I know your body by
heart now.”
Her eyes darkened and she bit her lower lip, trying to think of what to answer
him. “It’s just…I’m not that confident.”