After that night Nick and I spent the nights at each other’s apartment. Brandon was right about him, Nick was a gentleman and he hated it. Brandon would voice his complaints about Nick every once in a while, but I wasn’t listening to it. To be honest I was in Nick land and the people around me seem to fade into the background. Nick worked long hours at his office and I had night shifts at his club, so when we did see each other it would usually be when he had to socialize. He didn’t like that so he suggested we also spent the night together. When I had nightshifts I went over to his apartment and slipped into his bed, he’d wrap his arm around me and pull me close. A few hours later he’d get up for work, letting me stay in his apartment. I would lie if I say it didn’t freak me out the first time. It was odd at first but now weeks later I was accustomed to our schedule. If Nick wasn’t sleeping beside me I couldn’t have a good night sleep. I was so into him it wasn’t healthy. Evan told me once that he thought I was Nick’s obsession. I couldn’t accept the fact that Nick was feeling the same for me. A guy like that couldn’t be obsessed over a girl like me. He had better. I never voiced that out loud, if I did Nick would probably get furious with me. Things between us were good right now, I didn’t want to cause our first argument. If I could I wanted to say a bit longer in Nick land where it was always sunny and unicorns were flying around. That was the good life.
Rolling to my side a smile spread across my face when I heard Nick moving around the room. He was getting ready for work while I had come in a few hours ago after a night shift. He noticed me being awake in bed and stepped to me, running a hand through his messed up wet hair before he leaned in and pressed a kiss to my head.
“It never gets tired seeing you in my bed.” He spoke in a low voice, “Go back to sleep.”
“Hm.”
“I’ll be back in a few hours, we’ll have breakfast together.”
I smiled, “Lunch for you.”
He chuckled, “Yeah, see you later.”
“Later,” I whispered, rolling back to my side, smiling when I felt his lips brush against my temple.
I went back to sleep while Nick probably had a meeting to attend. I didn’t sleep long, I woke around ten and started getting ready. After a shower, I blow dried my hair and did my make-up. I kept it simple, opting for eyeliner, mascara and a wine colored lipstick. Stepping out of the bedroom I nearly ran into Nick, gasping out loud. I didn’t hear him come in nor did I hear his footsteps coming up to me. Pressing a hand against my chest, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves down. He placed his hands on my shoulders, gently rubbing my arms to help me calm down.
“I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“I didn’t hear you come in.”
He smiled, “I didn’t want to wake you.” He leaned in and kissed me full on the lips, making me whine in the kiss, “What?” He asked, pulling away looking confused, “Did I hurt you?”
Reaching out to him I wiped away the dark blotches around his mouth because of my lipstick, “No, of course, you didn’t. But now my lipstick is ruined and your lips are stained.”
“Don’t care.” And to prove that he grabbed me by the back of my head he kissed me again, long and wet, “I’m always going to kiss you so you either stop wearing lipsticks or we both deal with the aftermath.”
Laughing I pushed him against his chest and walked around him, heading to the living room, “Are we eating out-” I stopped myself mid-question and stared at the plates on the coffee table, “You bought lunch-”
“I prepared lunch.” Nick announced casually, walking past me to take a seat on the couch, “You were in the shower, then blow-dried your hair so you probably didn’t hear me.”
He was amazing, he was freaking amazing. This being one of the many reasons I loved being in Nick land. Before he could reach for his plate I grabbed onto his wrist, pushed him back against the couch and got on top of him. He didn’t see it coming and I took advantage of his surprise by pressing my body against his and kissing the life out of him. His hands gripped my hips, and he pulled me closer to him. His hips pressing firmly against mine. I could feel his erection press against my core and let out a soft whimper. Nick told me more than once he wanted to wait until we took a step further, but I honestly couldn’t wait any longer. The wait was making me impatient, driving me insane. I needed to have him, I needed to have him right now.
“You’re torturing me,” I announced once Nick pulled away from me.
I gripped his hair tightly in my hands, causing a grunt to leave his lips. His teasing look warning me, telling me to run for the hills. I didn’t though. If I needed to endure the torture he put me through he could handle a little pain. Nick tightened his grip on my hips, his lips brushing against my neck. He left a soft kiss, a kiss that was barely there, yet that soft, little kiss burned my skin. His hands wandered up, brushing over my stomach which made my breathing hitch in my throat. He slowly pushed my t-shirt up, his fingers brushing against my heated skin. His eyes wandered down to my pants, the top of my lace panties showing. He ran his fingers down my stomach, brushing them against the top of my panties and moving to my thighs. Without warning Nick moved us, my back hit the couch while he hovered above me, his eyes burning into mine.
“I’ll make it up to you.” He whispered and leaned in to kiss me. He didn’t give me time to respond and moved down my body, leaving a trail of kisses along the way, “You’ll be satisfied once I’m done with you.” He promised me.
He unbuttoned my jeans, the sound if the zipper being pulled down echoing through the room. I thought he’d torture me some more, he seemed to enjoy the reaction he got out of me. Pushing my pants down my thighs my breathing stopped completely when his lips pressed against me, his hot breath against my inner thighs driving me insane. When I was about to yell at him he pushed my panties aside and gave me what I wanted. Multiple orgasms until I could even move from the couch.
***
After the multiple orgasms and lunch, Nick drove me to the library where I was going to work at school. He wasn’t pleased with my decision, but I couldn’t focus with him around. With me not being around him, he could also go back to work so he didn’t complain about it much. My eyes were focused on his hands, he was driving me personally to the library, Miles being excused for the day. When I looked at his hands I couldn’t help but remember the pleasure he gave me. When I let my eyes wander to his face I couldn’t help but blush to see the arrogant smirk plastered on his face.
“You were staring.” He told me quietly.
“I was not.”
My eyes were still focused on his face, even if I couldn’t get rid of my blush. I just couldn’t look away from him.
“You’re still staring.” He brushed a hand over his clean-shaven face, “Did I miss a spot this morning?” He asked, though he probably knew the answer already.
My jaw was actually hurting because of the permanent grin on my face as I answered him, “You’re perfect.”
That one word had so much more meaning to it, and when Nick placed his hand on my knee and squeezed it, I knew that he also figured out what I was talking about.
“When you’re ready to go to the club you can call Miles, he’ll give you a ride.”
I took hold of his hand on my knee, “I can take the bus-”
“I know you’re an independent woman and all, but let Miles just drop you off at the club, okay?”
I was about to protest, ready to start our first argument when I realized why he didn’t want me to go alone to the club at night. It was the reason why we met in the first place. It made me wonder if I wasn’t attacked that night if we would be where we were right now. He’d probably still be dating models, actresses and annoying women who thought they were better than the rest of the world. If my bad luck that night made sure I met the guy who was destined for me I didn’t mind what happened to me that much anymore. At least I wanted to think like that, yet anxiety still seeped into me. Nick tightened his hold on my hand, pulling me away from my dark thoughts.
“Did you check your account recently? The money should have been transferred to your account weeks ago.”