chapter EIGHT
Both got very little sleep. Nick slept in the center of the bed clad only in his briefs. Laney was forced to sleep on the edge of the bed in order to not touch him. Of course, by morning Nick had wrapped himself around her. Her nightshirt was pulled up, baring her stomach. He was again spooning her and his hands were everywhere. She had to wake him up when his sleep-induced humping bordered on actual sexual interaction.
Lying in bed while he dressed, she had never been so happy to see him leave the room for the gym. Nick was a dangerous man. Laney shivered at the thought. He was unquestionably sexy, terribly handsome and illegally charming. Her mind went back to their time at the pool, him with his shirt off, tanned and golden--he was amazing. She had fought to not gawk at his remarkable body. The entire time they played volleyball, she watched other women gawk at him. Natalie in particular seemed quite taken with him, but Nick had played the part of a devoted husband. It pleased her that he showed so much affection toward her. He cheered her on with every play. To top off the situation, he had patted her bottom in front of a group of busty bikini-clad twenty-something women. They were the type that she would have figured to be Nick"s type, the kind of woman he normally dated and took to bed.
Laney"s problem was that she was attracted to Nick too much. If she wasn"t careful she could completely lose her head. That was an insane thought in itself. Nick and she were polar opposites. Not just their color but they hung in different crowds. He was a trust-fund baby, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Handed the CEO position of his family's business in his early thirties, he was already a success.
She was at twenty-seven a struggling assistant, working her ass off to pay for her student loans. The only way she could see herself advancing her career in five years was if Nick succeeded in obtaining Zelman"s account and gave her the promotion and money he"d promised.
Getting involved with Nick was out of the question. He had too much power over the effects. And Robert. The whole point of coming on this trip was to get away from Rob and think about their troubled relationship.
When she returned home, she would have to deal with him whether she liked it or not. Having Nick to deal with as well would only compound the mess. But … she couldn"t help the way her body responded to Nick.
She was putty in his hands when he looked at her, so much so, she could not risk looking at him at times. It took very little effort for him to make her melt. He had been very handsome last night in his suit and she would have willingly given herself to him if it weren"t for her damn jealousy. She hadn"t meant to be a nag, but strangely enough she felt injured that he would sleep with another woman. Her resentment about his actions had cleared her head and helped her avoid submitting to his charms for the time being.
His words ran through her head. I"m going to make you feel so good you"ll be begging me for more. Even the memory of his words made her moisten her panties. Nick was trouble. She knew the next time he would accomplish getting her under him naked, panting, and loving every second.
Yes, Nick spelled big trouble.
* * * *
Nick was in pain, yet he continued to push himself to the limit. This damn cycling class would be the death of him if Laney didn"t get to him first. She had found a way to get under his skin and stay there. He ached to be inside her, yet was greatly annoyed with her at the same time. There was no way Cooper was only going to escort her to their room last night and leave her alone. She had to be really gullible to believe that. Just the thought of Cooper touching her like that made his blood boil.
He pedaled harder on the bike, punishing it as he would Cooper"s face.
Laney. Laney was quickly driving him crazy. Fighting over her? He knew if he had to do it all over, his reaction would have been the same.
Laney was his, until he decided what he should do with her. His cock had been at the entry of her womanhood and she had rejected him. That had never happened to him before. Never.
She had chosen the most inopportune moment to remember his earlier activity.
Shit.
He couldn"t really blame her for his current sexual limbo. It was partly his fault. He"d known there was a small chance she would be upset over him taking another woman to bed. What he hadn"t expected was for her to be disgusted with him for it. The look on her face when she moved away from him was enough to make him curse his own foolishness. He"d never planned for her to see him with another woman, only to know there were females who desired him. It was a shame he couldn"t desire them in return. Laney had a choker on his cock and she damn well knew it.
The instructor whistled and everyone slowed down. Nick stretched and made his way to the shower stalls. Laney had priority over their stateroom bathroom, so he thought he would shower and change in the gym locker room. Apparently few shared his problem as the stalls were shining clean and empty. He showered and dressed with ease. As he was leaving the gym, he caught sight of Cooper. He tossed him a „get f*cked" look and left the fitness center. When he returned to the room, William and Vivian Zelman were there.
“Good morning, babe.” Laney came to him and kissed him quickly on the cheek.
“I was just telling Will and Vi that you were at the gym.” There was a slight question in her voice.
“Hey, sweetie. Yeah, I did the cycling class again. Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Zelman.”
Vivian smiled brightly. “We just wanted to bring this by.” She waved her hand toward the large gift basket on the bed. “We hope you two like it.”
“Of course we will. That was very thoughtful of you. Thank you.”
“Oh, it"s nothing.” William laughed. “I"ve just convinced Vi to play a game of tennis with me this morning. If you"re up to it, we would like you to join us.”
“It would be our pleasure.”
“Great. I"ll call Cooper and Heidi"s room to see if they would care to join us.”
When the Zelmans had gone, Laney turned to Nick.
“I"m afraid I"m not very good at tennis.”
“How bad are you?”
“Probably worse than I am at golf.”
He whistled. “That"s pretty bad.”
“I don"t think I have any tennis apparel.”
Nick flipped out his wallet and withdrew his credit card. “Here, there"s a sporting goods store near the gym. You should be able to find something there.”
She fanned herself with his card. “What"s my limit?”
He shrugged. “I really don"t care. Try not to take too long, okay?”
With her gone, he could relax a bit before joining the Zelmans. He stretched out across the bed. He doubted he and Laney would give them much of a fight. He was a seasoned player but if Laney was as bad as she claimed, their presence would be more entertainment than sport. Perhaps he should fake an injury to avoid the whipping they faced at the courts? He closed his eyes for only a second and before he knew it he was asleep.
He awoke when Laney sailed through the door.
“I"m back,” she sang merrily. “I got some fun things.”
He yawned lazily. “How much damage did you do?”
“Not a fraction of what you were expecting. I got two outfits and a cap. I"m going to change.” She disappeared into the bathroom with her bags.
Nick decided to keep on the shorts he wore but changed into a polo shirt. He was searching for his ball cap when the bathroom door opened.
She was wearing a tennis skirt and a matching tank top. He took one look at her in that short white skirt and immediately gained a hard-on. She obviously noticed, for she turned quickly away, finding sudden interest in something lying on the writing table, tapping her nails on the surface in a nervous fashion. “I"ll--I"ll wait for you in the hall.”
She turned and suddenly Nick was behind her, his hard cock pressed against her buttocks. He breathed hard against her ear. Placing his hands on either side of her along the tabletop, he held her captive against the table.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Laney.” He swayed his hips slowly against her, nestling his cock between her round mounds and released a shaky sigh.
“You can"t keep parading around me in these short bottoms. You"re killing me.” He ground his cock against her, forcing the front of her thighs to press against the table. “It"s not easy being a gentleman around you. So I quit.”
“Nick!”
He pushed her chest down on the table, her ass offered up to him like a human sacrifice. Pushing her skirt over her hips to reveal her white trunks, he kneaded her desire. Nick went down on his knees and pulled her trunks and panties down her trembling legs. The scent of her natural arousal intoxicated him. Smoothing his hands over her ass, he stared beneath at her wonderfully wet p-ssy. He traced two fingers along bottom with his palms, enjoying the soft firmness. He brushed his fingers along the crotch of her trunks and she yelped in shocked pleasure. She moaned as he massaged her p-ssy through her undergarments, the fabric becoming soaked with her swollen lips. Laney moaned. He slid his fingers inside her, loving the sound of her deep husky purr. Thrusting them in and out of her, he stroked her into a frenzy of nerves. Her walls were so tight, the pressure of them compressing against his fingers nearly made him come in his shorts.
“I"m going to lick your p-ssy, Laney, and I won"t stop until you come in my mouth.”
The sound of her whimper was all the motivation he needed. With a husky groan, Nick buried his face between her thighs, licking every drop of her intoxicating juices. The taste of her drove him wild and gripping her ass tightly, he shoved his hungry mouth into her cunt. He quickly became addicted to the taste of her. How he wished she were sitting on his face instead. She squirmed under his touch. Her hips swayed and Nick feared he would explode.
Pressed face down onto the tabletop, Laney"s erect nipples stabbed painfully against the wood. Pure desire rendered her motionless. She was a prisoner to his advances. The more his hot tongue lapped at her, the wetter she got. If she died this very moment, she swore it would be worth it. When his tongue flicked across her *, she nearly came off the table. He played with her nub with the tip of his tongue for torturous long minutes before taking it into his mouth. He sucked hard on the precious bud. She broke out in a heated sweat. Nick was quickly driving her to delirium but she was too paralyzed with passion to do anything about it.
She came on a wave of electricity. Her hips bucked against his open mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut as her body unraveled before Nick. Her climax had been so forceful that her limbs literally shook. Nick licked at her greedily. She had to keep her eyes shut for long minutes while she waited for the room to stop spinning.
When she finally felt sane enough to open her eyes, a bolt of white lightning shot through her. She groaned as another orgasm hit her, stealing her breath as it claimed her. There was a sudden knock at the door.
“Nick? Laney?” It was William Zelman. “Are you guys in there?”
Nick pulled away from Laney"s pulsating cunt. “Yeah!” he yelled toward the door before burying his face back between her thighs.
“Vivian and I were headed for the tennis court. Are you coming?”
Nick cursed as he pulled away from her again. “We"ll meet you there,” he yelled over his shoulder before turning back to Laney"s p-ssy.
“God, I want you right now,” he whispered.
She was struggling to catch her breath. “I--I don"t think I--I would make it.”
Nick stood up slowly. “Are you sure?” His hand caressed her sweat-sheened ass.
“Yes,” she gasped. “I"m sure.”
He nodded. “In that case I need to use the bathroom.”
“But--but I need to freshen up.”
He dragged a hand over his cock. “I understand but I really need to come. Unless you want to help me out, I need to use the bathroom first.”
She blushed. “I"ll wait until you"re finished.”
Nick took one last look at her splayed across the table and disappeared into the bathroom. He masturbated over the toilet, f*cking his hand vigorously, wishing it were Laney"s p-ssy instead. Whatever happened next, one thing he was sure of--she could not wear that tennis skirt. He couldn"t trust himself to be near her and not respond when she was dressed like that. The image of her in the bedroom, her skirt pushed over her hips, her panties around her ankles and that delicious p-ssy of hers lifted in the air, was divine perfection.
After coming twice, Nick finally felt safe enough to leave the bathroom. To his relief, upon his return Laney had changed into a small polo shirt and cotton shorts. The shorts weren"t any better than the ones she wore to the golf range but at least she wasn"t wearing that damn skirt. He could tell she felt awkward in his presence now as she busied herself rearranging her suitcase when he entered the room. Out of respect to her, he turned his back as he changed shirts but that was all the consideration she would get from him. He was sick of exercising discretion around Laney.
Before this trip was over he was going to f*ck her as much as possible, so she had better start getting use to seeing him naked.
* * * *
By the time they arrived at the tennis courts the Zelmans and the Wrights were playing a warm-up game, nothing worth taking score. Nick and Cooper shared a warning look. However, Heidi greeted them with a friendly wave, clearly unaware of their altercation last night.
William Zelman called out to them, “I just sent a waiter to bring out brunch.
Would you like to join us?”
Nick shook his head. “No, thanks. I had some delicious sushi this morning.”
“Really?” Cooper called out. “I didn"t know they were serving sushi in the dining hall.”
Nick shot him a bright smile. “Room service, Coop.”
Laney blushed and took a seat at the nearby table while Nick acquired rackets for them. Nick gave Laney a few pointers on the game while the Zelmans and Wrights quickly went through their brunch. As it turned out, she was worse than he"d expected.
William and Vivian Zelman offered to play the winning couple so Nick and Laney were up against Cooper and Heidi. Heidi was a fair player but up against Laney she was great. Laney missed practically every ball that went her way and as a result, the Wrights served toward her to gain easy points. Nick, on the other hand was an experienced competitor. His forehand was rarely matched. He ducked and dived for every ball, even covering for Laney"s zones. The only distraction he had was Laney"s enticing ass positioned ahead of him.
He had tried trading places but Laney was no obstacle for serves that managed to get past him. So back in their original places, Laney playing up court while he defended the back, they were still little competition for Cooper and Heidi. The last sets were mainly a one-on-one battle between himself and Cooper. Heidi and Laney rarely got a swing in since Cooper and Nick were passing brutal serves back and forth. In the end, the Wrights won the game. Laney and Nick took seats at the table while the Zelmans prepared to challenge the Wrights. Nick, irritated at the loss, had little interest in watching the next game. He busied himself plucking grapes off the serving tray left over from brunch.
Though he tried to look casual, his scowl was fierce. He was taking the loss to Cooper and Heidi harder than he liked.
“I"m sorry we lost the game.” They were the first words she had spoken to him since he"d devoured her this morning. “I tried to warn you.”
He didn"t say anything right away, just stared into space in deep concentration replaying the game in his mind, analyzing every move he"d made.
“You"re pouting like a child.”
He frowned. “I f*cking hate to lose.” With a frustrated sigh, he turned to her.
“You did well for a first-timer.”
“Really?” she asked in a hopeful tone.
He looked over her shoulder at the game. “No, I was being kind,” he said, speaking more to himself than to her.
“You"re being a jerk, Nick.”
He looked at her crestfallen face and sighed. “I"m sorry, sweetheart.”
He pulled her hands to his lips. “If it"s any consolation, you looked fantastic out there.”
“Is that an apology?”
“If an apology is what you want I would be happy to offer my sympathies back in the room.” He winked playfully.
She fidgeted restlessly in her seat.
Sensing her growing discomfort, he released her hands and glanced back at the court, watching Cooper swing another powerful backhand.
“It"s just a game,” he muttered.
“You seem pretty upset for it to only be a game.”
Giving the court one last look, he turned to her. “It has nothing to do with the game really. I just hate to lose.” His gaze settled on her. “I"m used to getting what I want, Laney.”
She looked down at her hands nervously. “I think we should do something for the Zelmans" anniversary. Do you know what day it is?”
He shook his head. “I never asked but I"ll find out. What do you propose we do?” He did not make much eye contact with her because he suspected it made her nervous.
“I think we should send a bottle of wine and chocolates to their room.
What do you think?”
“That"s fine.” He didn"t really care one way or the other, he"d much rather talk about her G-spot. “We don"t hit port until tomorrow. What do you propose we do this evening?”
She tilted her head to the side. “There are some shows in the hall.
They look pretty fun.”
“I know something more entertaining we can do.” He lifted his brow.
She lowered her eyelids. “About this morning ….”
“You enjoyed it.”
“Yes, I did, but ….”
“There is much more where that came from, Laney.” He watched her nibble on her lower lip and leaned forward to kiss her lightly on the mouth.
“I want you tonight.”
“I"m not sure what you want me to say to that.”
“Say you"ll open your legs.”
“Can we talk about this later?”
“I doubt I"ll be in the mood to talk later.” He watched her take a nervous sip of water and then pretend interest in the tennis game.
Nick watched Laney"s head turn back and forth with the ball. There was something about her that drew him to her. She held his attention where many before her never could. Whether he"d always been reserved in his feelings or had associated himself with the wrong women, he did not know.
There was something special about Laney. He enjoyed her nearness even when she ignored him. She demanded more forethought from him than any other woman. If she had any idea what power she held over him, he would be in big trouble.
“Why does everyone at the office call you Mr. Sinclair?”
Nick was happy to hear her voice. It put a halt to the perverted direction his thoughts had conjured. “Why do you ask?”
She shrugged. “I know very little about you and the game between the
Zelmans and the Wrights just started. I figure now is just as good a time as any.”
He glanced over her shoulder at the couples playing. “It started with my father. When he was CEO he preferred everyone call him Mr. Sinclair, thinking it asserted his position. When he brought me in seven years ago to learn the operations, I kind of inherited the formal title. At first, I used to ask people to call me by my first name but they would never comply, so the name just stuck.” His hand fell to her knee.
“But you can call me anything you want.”
“Are you and your father close?” She seemed to be desperately trying to redirect the conversation.
“You could say that.”
“I"ve never seen him at the office.”
“You wouldn"t want to. He had a reputation for being an a*shole.”
“That"s not a very nice thing to say about your father.”
“If you knew him, you could think of a dozen worse names.”
She shrugged. “What about the rest of your family?”
“My mother was a school teacher before she married my father. Now that he"s retired, she"s learning to deal with him being at home all day.”
“Would your father approve of you being married?”
He laughed. “Sheldon Sinclair would never believe it.”
“Why is that?”
“He thinks I am too cavalier with my personal life. Doesn"t think I"ll ever settle down.”
“Would he be right?”
“Yes,” he said rather firmly.
She tugged a piece of fruit from the brunch tray and popped it into her mouth. “Is your father anything like you?”
“If by that you mean devastatingly handsome as well as charming, then yes.”
She smiled. “A bit arrogant, don"t you think?”
“I was thinking more like irresistible.”
She licked her lips nervously. “Do you have any brothers or sisters?”
He didn"t answer, just stared at her. His gaze made a slow sweep of her body before resting on her breasts.
“Stop that!”
“Stop what?” His stare didn"t waver.
When she crossed her arms over her chest, he was forced to meet her glare. He wasn"t happy about it.
“Stop looking at me like you want to eat me alive.”
His brow arched. “I do. Is that an offer?”
“Siblings?” she reminded him.
Nick shook his head. “Tell me something about you. Why did you major in marketing at UT? Why did you move from Austin to San Francisco?”
Her shock was evident. “How do you know those things?”
“I had your records sent to me.”
She frowned. “You could have just asked me.”
“I"m asking you now.”
“But you already know.”
“Not true. There are a lot of things I don"t know about you.”
“Like what?”
“Tell me more about your boyfriend.”
“Rob? No, thanks. I"ll pass.”
“I told you about me. It"s not polite to take a pass.”
“I"ll have to settle for being rude. Rob is off-limits now.”
He leaned back in his seat. “So you plan to get back with him?”
“I didn"t say that.”
“You didn"t say he was your ex.”
“He is.”
“Will that be your answer when we get back to "Cisco?”
“Why should you care? You"ll forget my name by the time we"re back in "Cisco.”
“Like you plan to forget me?” he retorted.
She looked like she wanted to scream at him but Will and Vivian were headed back to the table.
“We had to forfeit.” William Zelman rubbed his back as he eased himself into a chair. “Vi was right. I"m getting old.”
“Are you all right?” Laney poured him a glass of water.
“Oh, he"s fine.” Vivian harrumphed. “He was losing. This was his way of keeping his undefeated record.”
“Vi, I"m hurt! You"re supposed to feel sorry for me.”
“Oh, I feel sorry for you.” She waved a waiter over. “I need a drink.”
Cooper and Heidi joined them. Nick marveled at how convincing they were, especially Cooper. If he hadn"t known the truth, he would have thought they were a happily married couple, that the near-fight outside the casino had been a figment of his imagination. Cooper pulled out a chair for Heidi before looking for an empty seat for himself. Although he knew it would irritate her, Nick offered Laney"s chair to Cooper and pulled her down on his lap. To make amends, he ordered her a frozen piña colada.
After her second drink, she eased back against his chest, and he felt quite comfortable settling his hand on her thigh. She didn"t even fidget knowing he was semi-hard. He, William, and Cooper discussed business while Vivian instructed Heidi on how to deep-fry a turkey.
Eventually Nick asked if Laney wanted to return to the room. She was noticeably enjoying the weather and her drinks, but in her near drunken stupor she was useless conversation-wise. Although she agreed she could use a nap, he had the feeling she was hesitant to leave. Why she shot Heidi a nervous look, he had no idea.
* * * *
Laney had grudgingly left Nick"s side. It felt so good to be close to him. When he flashed her one of those wicked smiles--a smile that had very little to do with humor and everything to do with sex, she went breathless. It made her mouth dry and her p-ssy wet. Something told her he knew exactly what he was doing to her.
What really bothered her was Heidi. Ever since their conversation in the spa, Laney found herself surprisingly consumed by unjustifiable jealousy. Knowing that Heidi was plotting her attack made Laney unbearably nervous. She found it pained her to let Nick out of her sight. It simply didn"t make any sense since she"d already given Heidi her blessing.
But it soothed her nonetheless to keep a close eye on them. Upon her return to the room, Laney practically fell into bed. She blamed it on the alcohol, never having been a big drinker. She slipped into a deep black sleep within seconds.
To her relief, Nick was lying next to her when she awoke awhile later.
He had once again wrapped himself around her but, as he wasn"t humping her this time, she reveled in his nearness. The heat of his body sent chills down her spine. How was she ever going to keep the chemistry between them at bay? Her resolve was melting by the minute. She tried not to dwell on the pleasures she knew he could bring her in bed, but that was proving to be impossible. He was everything and everywhere. She had to constantly remind herself that she had been hired to do a job, a job that seemed less important by the moment.
* * * *
They had awoken just in time to enjoy an early dinner before checking out the shows. Laney dressed in a sleeveless ice-blue dress that tied around the neck with a plunging neckline that stopped just above her navel. She wore her hair down in loose waves. Nick was more conservative in a pair of dark slacks and burgundy shirt.
They met up with the Zelmans and Wrights at the entrance of the entertainment hall. The men had a look of dread on their faces while the women giggled excitedly over their selections. In the end they agreed on a musical.
At Cooper"s suggestion they ventured into a jazz club afterward. In the far corner they found a large booth able to accommodate their group, the table dimly lit by candles. Nick snuggled Laney into his side, taking full advantage of the poor lighting. They sipped wine while listening to the relaxing melodies of a saxophone solo. The Zelmans and Wrights quickly took to the dance floor. Nick was relieved. He indulged himself to kiss Laney openly and to his surprise she didn"t pull away from him. Instead she welcomed his affection as if they had done this dozens of times before.
They kissed and stroked until Nick was ready to take her right there, but they were interrupted by the approach of the Zelmans.
Nick excused himself from the table to take his mind off his throbbing shaft. He crossed the room to get drinks for the table and that"s when Heidi intercepted him. She had materialized out of nowhere, giving him a start.
“Hello, Nick,” she purred in a husky voice. “I finally have your attention.”
She stepped closer, intentionally brushing her thigh against his groin.
“I don"t intend to give it up so easily.” She smiled up at him, flirtatiously leaning forward to allow him to look down her gown.
Nick looked down at the pretty brunette, her full lips and heavy tits filling his vision. He regarded her warily. Was this one of Cooper"s tricks to distract him from the Zelmans? He looked around to make sure they weren"t being observed. “I assure you, Heidi, you have my complete attention.”
“Good.” She gave him a slow appraisal. “I want you to f*ck me.”
Nick nearly choked on the drink he had been sipping, certain he hadn"t heard her correctly. However her steady stare did not waver and she continued to stand intimately close. Any other time, he thought, her frankness would have been welcomed, but in comparison to Laney"s ladylike shyness, it turned him off. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, a first for him after being made such an offer.
“Did you hear me, Nick?”
He laughed. “Is this a joke?”
She answered him by cupping his crotch. He coughed uncomfortably and quickly looked around to make sure her action hadn"t been seen.
“Loud and clear.” He pushed her hand away. “Your frankness is appreciated.”
This time, she laughed. “Is that all you have to say?”
“No, I can think of a dozen things to say, but I"ll settle on being careful.”
“There"s no need.” She pointed in the direction of their booth.
“Laney and I have already discussed it. In fact,” she added in a girlish voice, “I think with a little more convincing she might be interested in a foursome.”
That bit of news was a shock to his system. With sudden clarity, he realized this was no game. There was something in Heidi"s eyes that told him she was very serious, and he suddenly wanted to get as far away from her as possible. Leaning down, he spoke in hushed tones. “So long as we"re on this ship, I"m a devoted husband and Laney is my faithful wife. This is strictly business, Heidi. I"m not interested in anything else until I"m back home. Understand?”
She looked surprised by his stern diversion of her offer, but there was a mischievous look in her eyes. “Until you get back home?”
He gave her a noncommittal grin.
She returned his smile with one of her own. “I can"t wait.”
* * * *
Five minutes later, Nick returned to the table, relieved to have bypassed Heidi for the moment. Right now, he wanted only to be with Laney. For reasons he couldn"t really explain, he felt guilty for having even been near Heidi. They hadn"t done anything wrong, but he felt oddly unworthy of Laney"s affection because of it. He grinned at her, something he knew pleased her and the look she gave him made him forget himself for a second. Her eyes, bright amber pools, glowed from the candlelight. Was it his imagination or did she look both happy and sad to see him?
Wordlessly he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. She stepped into his arms rigidly.
“What"s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“You"re lying to me.”
She rested her head on his shoulder to avoid making eye contact.
He took advantage, pulling her closer, her supple body a welcome comfort. He could tell something was bothering her. Had she seen him with Heidi? Did it upset her?
He smoothed his hands over her back feeling the tension there.
“I talked to Heidi.”
“I saw.”
“She"s a pretty girl.”
“Would you like me to give you some time alone with her in the room?”
“Laney.” He waited until her timid eyes met his. “Kiss me.”
She hesitated before offering her lips up to him. He didn"t make it long, finding it was easy to lose himself under Laney"s influence. Instead, he teased her, his tongue playing with her lips. With her eyes closed she looked angelic. It was bliss to embrace her.
“You feel so good, Laney. I want you so badly.” He groaned. “I want to sink my cock inside you until you cover me with your cum.” He palmed her ass, revering her curves. “I want to eat your p-ssy until you"re too weak to move.”
“Nick ….”
“Then I"d climb on top of you, pull your legs over my shoulders and f*ck you. I"d f*ck you until you came again. Until I came. And then I"d keep f*cking you because I can"t get enough of you.” He nipped at her lips.
“When we get back to the room I want you to spread your legs and let me see your cunt. You have a beautiful p-ssy, Laney, perfect for licking. Will you let me lick your p-ssy? Will you let me f*ck you with my mouth? Will you let me taste your sweet p-ssy?” He cupped her face, forcing her to look at him. “Answer me.”
She nodded her head.
“Say it, Laney.” She shook her head, but he wasn"t letting her go.
“Say it.”
Her eyes swam with uncertainty. “Y-Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, I will let you taste me.”
“Taste your p-ssy,” he corrected.
“I"ll let you taste my p-ssy.”
“You"ll let me f*ck you with my mouth.”
“I"ll let you f*ck me with your mouth,” she repeated.
He groaned. “Do you want me, Laney?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me inside you?”
“Very much.”
“Are you ready for this?”
“I think so.”
“You better make damn certain you are before this goes any further.”
“What if I change my mind?”
“When we get inside the room, I"m not taking „no" for an answer. You had better know what you"re doing before you follow me inside.” He squeezed her hand. “Tell me you"re ready.”
She nibbled on her lower lip nervously then nodded her head. “I"m ready.”
Without warning, Nick swept her into his arms and carried her out of the club, not caring what the Zelmans thought of their hasty departure. So desperate was he to get her alone, he hiked the maze of corridors toward their room with no recollection of doing so. He entered their room without having to put her down. Once inside, he immediately reached for the hooks holding her dress.
“Wait.” She headed for the bathroom. “I"ll be right back.”
“No--no--no.” He blocked her way. “Don"t even think about it.”
“I"ll be quick.”
“Laney, I can"t wait an hour.”
She patted his chest to calm him down. “I"ll only be a minute.”
He didn"t move, not believing her.
“Only a minute, Nick,” she said softly. “I promise.”
Finally, he grunted and crossed the room to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I"m waiting right here.” He pointed down at the floor. “And if you"re gone more than five minutes I swear to God I"m coming in there after you.”
She grabbed something from her bag and rushed into the bathroom.
* * * *
Nick was literally outgrowing his pants. His cock was so hard he felt it might burst any second. Four minutes had gone by and he was counting the seconds until he would kick in the door and claim her. Finally, the door eased open and Laney appeared. He felt breathless. The image before him was better than his dreams. She was wearing a delicate pale pink teddy that hooked around her neck. The plunging neckline gave a wondrous view of her cleavage. The hem was short, not even passing her ass. A matching pale pink thong peeked beneath the hem. His hormones worked overtime.
She approached him slowly, letting him stare at her ample curves and glowing golden skin.
“You"re beautiful,” he said in a hoarse whisper.
Her eyes sparkled. She"d wiped her face clean of makeup and he realized he preferred her this way. He wanted the real Laney. She had a classic look with perfect skin. Her beauty disarmed him. She was no longer shying away from him. She was all woman--bold, exotic and his for the taking.
“Laney, you"re perfect.” His hunger was so great he scarcely trusted himself to touch her just yet. She placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. The subtle taste of wine lingered on her lips and he licked them slowly, catching every last bit of flavor. His arms encircled her waist, crushing her against him. She was all soft and feminine and he was hard everywhere. His desire grew. He lifted her, pulling her to straddle his lap.
She moaned, her womanhood hovering just inches from his cock. He kneaded her ass, letting the tips of his fingers slip down to stroke the crotch of her moist panties. Nick could feel himself growing out of control.
Breathing hard, he stood abruptly and tossed her on the bed.
“Open your legs.” His voice was no more than a snarl. “I want to see your cunt.”
Her eyes were clouded with lust. She spread her thighs and with a moment"s hesitation she pushed aside the slender material of her thong to let him see her p-ssy.
“You"re wet.”
“I can"t help it,” she whispered.
He groaned in response and went down on his knees. For intense minutes they held each other"s gaze, as if both knowing this was the point of no return. The silence was deafening. Her breathing became halting, her anticipation obvious.
“Please.” Her voice was husky with wanting.
Still holding her stare, he kissed her inner thigh. “Tell me to lick your p-ssy, Laney.”
“Lick my p-ssy, Nick.”
He groaned, making a trail of hot kisses on her smooth skin. “Say it again.”
“Lick my p-ssy.”
“Again,” he urged.
“Lick my p-ssy, Nick,” she said, her voice strained. “Please.”
As if in a trance, his mouth latched onto her womanhood. His tongue thrust forward, licking her hungrily, her moans of desire driving him to delirium. Her head fell back on her shoulders. Her eyes rolled back into her head while his tongue wiggled inside her. He feasted on her flesh, enjoying the tangy taste and the throaty sounds emitting from her. Her hips swayed and lifted toward his mouth.
When he knew she was near the edge, he stood to slip off his tuxedo jacket. Through glassy eyes, she watched him unzip his pants. He took pleasure in watching her eyes widen with every inch of revealed flesh.
When he stepped out of his briefs she sighed. His muscles were tense with desire. Pre-cum dripped off the tip of his penis. He was focused on one purpose--to conquer her.
Nick came to the bed. Reaching for her ankles, he pulled them high on his shoulders and settled the tip of his engorged cock against her slick opening. He leaned down to kiss her. With her legs over his shoulders, her body arched, offering him her p-ssy on a platter, his tongue dived between her lips, proclaiming victory over her body. Bracing himself, he thrust his throbbing cock into her dripping wet p-ssy with one strong plunge.
Laney cried out as he filled her. He wanted to take her slow, make their first time together a sensuous experience for her, but his body was screaming for immediate satisfaction. She was so tight and warm, he had to clench his teeth to force himself to stay in control. Pushing himself up on his forearms, he looked down at her. Her eyes were shining and her lips were slightly open. She licked her lips nervously.
For reasons he couldn"t understand, that small gesture made his cock jump. He began to move slowly inside her. She felt so good. Her p-ssy felt like it had been made just for him and the idea that that sonofabitch Cooper hoped to f*ck Laney infuriated him. Would she have f*cked him so willingly? Would she have let him eat her out? He closed his eyes tight, wishing to push these thoughts away, but his jealousy was making him incensed. Without even realizing it, he was pounding his cock into her with punishing force, her moans becoming a sound of pain and pleasure.
His eyes sprang open and he looked down at her. Her eyes were closed and her full lips were bruised from their earlier kisses. The sight of her drove the thought of Cooper away but intensified his desire to claim her. Her cunt tightened around him, squeezing him to unbearable satisfaction. He continued to move in and out of her, every thrust harder than the last, demanding her p-ssy to submit to him. Pressing her thighs into her chest, he imprisoned her beneath him, slamming into her slick p-ssy again and again. Sparks of amazing sensations swept through him and he could tell she had never been f*cked like this before. Nick was quickly losing control. Laney was so tight his sanity was hanging by a thread. Her p-ssy gripped him like a vise, pulling him deeper and deeper inside. He pushed her legs wide apart and rammed into her, nearly splitting her in two as he forced her legs wider and higher, going so deep that she gasped.
“Yes, Nick, yes! Make me come!”
“Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock.”
No sooner had the words left his lips than Laney exploded around him. Her cunt walls quivered and contracted as her juices gushed forth.
Her p-ssy locked around him and squeezed until his cock shot hot sperm into her quaking cunt. He groaned loudly as he climaxed, his hips jutting forward uncontrollably as he emptied his balls into her.
Their joined essence poured out of her, between her buttocks and onto the sheets. Nick continued to move inside her until every drop of cum was released. When he was completely emptied, he leaned back, pulled her legs from his shoulders and sat on the edge of the bed, struggling to regain his breath. He inhaled deeply, breathing in the smell of their sex, the air thick with it. He looked down at Laney, stretched out on her back, her eyes staring dreamily at the ceiling, her legs wide apart, her p-ssy lips swollen and abused. The sight of her aroused him. He pumped his cock while he watched her. Her warm brown skin shimmered with sweat. Her full breasts rose and fell as she gasped for air. She was beautiful. And he was hard again.
He crawled between her legs and settled on top of her, crushing her breasts with his weight. He raked his fingers through her hair to cup her face. She was flushed and her lips were a rosy pink. He kissed her deeply, letting his tongue slowly explore every curve of her mouth, her body still trembling beneath him. He eased himself inside her. She held his gaze as he hovered over her, resting his weight on his forearms. They held an intense gaze as he moved within her. He rocked his hips back and forth, stroking her slowly toward elation. The first time was more for himself.
He"d let his excitement carry him away. This time he wanted to savor every inch of her, he wanted to watch her squirm beneath him, watch her head toss from side to side, as an approaching orgasm crept closer. He wanted it to be slower for her, but as he rocked his hips against her, his enthusiasm peaked. He couldn"t slow himself down. His body was working against him.
Even as her moans turned into screams he couldn"t calm himself. He kept going. He couldn"t stop f*cking her. She was too sweet. He just wanted to take and take until there was nothing left. Her screams were driving him over the edge. They were both slick with sweat but his hunger was endless. He knew she was tired. Hell, he was exhausted, but he couldn"t stop. He could feel himself climaxing again but swore he would hold it as long as he could, giving her time to come first.
Clenching his teeth, he continued to f*ck her until, after long passionate minutes, she climaxed again and Nick quickly followed her. Not yet sated, he immediately took her again. His hunger for her was immense.
The more he plunged into her the more he desired her. He feared he would soon explode from the pleasure of it all. Damn if she didn"t fit him just right.
It was another hour before fatigue overcame him. His climax was violent, shaking him to the core. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of her.
They fell asleep with his cock buried inside her.
* * * *
An hour or so later, Laney awoke. The room was cast in dark shadows, only the hum of the air-conditioning and Nick"s breathing could be heard. She stared up at the ceiling, not really seeing it. She laid still, her body physically drained but her mind annoyingly alert. Her head was filled with questions, questions she didn"t want to answer. She had no desire to analyze what this turn of events meant, nor what was to come.
There was a strange sense of foreboding and yet a feeling of Heightened excitement and she couldn"t decide which one she should be most disturbed about.
Reminding herself she wasn"t ready to think, she quickly pushed these thoughts aside. Her mind switched to more important matters. Had she taken her birth control today? She considered the question at length, replaying today"s events back in her head. She clearly remembered taking her pills, but her mind became fuzzy as to if that was today or yesterday.
Mentally, she calculated how many pills she had already taken this month, but she found this to be impossible. She was becoming more frustrated at not being able to remember and was surprised that she hadn"t insisted he wear a condom in the first place.
She had never been so careless with Rob and certainly never let him come inside her. Unable to lie down any longer, she decided to take a shower. This took more effort than she had expected. Nick had again wrapped himself around her and he was so warm, the heat from his body seducing her to remain snuggled against him. Apart from the comfort he was providing, she was beginning to feel a dull ache in her limbs and she knew she would feel much worse a few hours from now. Easing herself out of bed, she made her way to the bathroom and ran the shower water as quietly as she could, not wanting to wake Nick.
When the temperature was just right, she stepped under the hot spray and closed her eyes. Laney felt wondrously sore everywhere, the ache between her thighs reminding her of just how spectacular the night had been with Nick. She showered slowly, enjoying the gentle massage of the hot water. Suddenly a rush of cold air hit her. She looked up to see that Nick had opened the glass door of the shower unit. His blond hair was ruffled and there was a dust of golden whiskers along his jaw. He looked so handsome.
“I woke up and you weren"t there.” His voice was deep from slumber.
She smiled timidly. “I wanted to take a shower. Do you want to join me?”
He said nothing, just stepped inside the stall with her. She gasped when he lifted her up against the wall and pulled her legs around his waist.
He entered her in one smooth motion. His hungry mouth was on her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and welcomed his invasion. With her back pressed up against the bath tiles, suspended in the air against his body and his cock moving inside her, she was in paradise. They stayed this way for long minutes until she screamed her climax and Nick exploded inside her cunt. They clung to each other as the shower water cascaded over them.
Laney was so tired she barely had the energy to finish bathing. Nick toweled them both and led her, hand in hand, back to the bed. He deposited himself in the center of the bed and she settled herself closer to the edge, not wanting to appear clingy. Nick rolled onto his back and yawned. He turned to her and gave her a lazy smile. “Are you really going to sleep all the way over there?”
She looked at him, not certain what was the best response, but she need not have worried. Nick took the choice away from her. Extending his arm above her head, he said, “Come here.”
She came to him willingly, eager to share his warmth again, tucking herself into his side and resting her head on his chest. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her closer to drop a light kiss on her forehead.
“Comfortable?” he asked.
“Very.” And it was the truth. Being held by Nick felt unusually familiar, like snuggling with a childhood blanket. He was warm and hard all over, but his touch was soft and caring. For her, this was intimacy at its greatest. Lying in the arms of her lover in the middle of the night was sheer bliss. She felt connected and cared for. And then the thought occurred to her, was Rob with Nina right now? Holding and kissing her just as Nick had done? Did he care for her? Did he love her?
“What"s wrong?”
“What?” Nick"s question was so unexpected she nearly jumped.
“You tensed,” he said, rubbing his hand along her arm. “What"s on your mind?”
“Nothing.”
“Has anyone ever told you you"re a bad liar?”
“I"m not lying,” she protested.
He made a sound that was a cross between a snort and a grunt.
“Fine.” She sighed. “I was wondering why you didn"t answer my question earlier.”
“What question?”
“About your family,” she reminded him. “I asked if you had siblings.”
“Sweetheart that is not what you were thinking about.”
“Yes, it was,” she snapped a little too quickly.
This time he did snort.
“Fine, if you don"t want to tell me about your family then ….”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I have siblings.”
“Oh,” she said, surprised he"d actually answered her question.
“Two brothers.” He yawned again. “Sterling and Caleb. I"m the middle son.”
“Do they live in San Francisco?”
“No, my eldest brother, Sterling, lives in Boston. The youngest, Caleb, lives in Atlanta. And you?”
“I thought you read my file?” she teased.
He gave a short laugh. “I figured I"d take your advice and ask.”
“I have two brothers. I"m the baby.”
“All in Texas?”
“Yes, my mother wouldn"t have it otherwise.”
“Why did you leave Texas, Laney?”
She was silent for a moment, deciding whether she should answer this question. With great hesitation, she said, “I left Texas for the dumbest reason imaginable.”
“Because of him?”
She said nothing.
Placing his finger under her chin, he forced her to look up at him.
“For him?” he repeated.
She nodded.
Nick kissed the tip of her nose. “Is that why you tensed earlier? Were you thinking of him?”
She felt strangely guilty. It was, of course, her right to think of Rob whenever she chose but she hated the fact she had thought of him while she was in bed with Nick.
“Nick?”
“Yes.”
“What is it with you and Cooper?”
“Are you serious?” There was a hint of obvious annoyance in his voice.
“Yes,” she insisted. “Why do you two behave like that whenever you"re around each other?”
He dragged his hand through his hair and shrugged. “Not sure.”
She looked up at his shadowed profile. “That"s it? That"s all you have to say?
You and Cooper practically loathe each other.”
“I wish I could give you a more satisfying answer, but I simply don"t have one.”
“Was it a girl?”
“A girl?” he repeated.
“Jealous lovers often make good enemies. It"s the oldest story in the book.”
“No girl,” he answered. “We"ve just always been like this.”
“But surely ….”
“Sweetheart, Cooper is the last thing I want to discuss while I"m in bed with you.”
“Oh,” she said, embarrassed for not having realized this. “Well what do you want to talk about?”
He pulled her onto his chest so that her legs straddled his waist.
“Who said we had to talk?” He kissed her. “I can think of a dozen things we can do instead.”
He kissed her again, this time more slowly, his hands stroking her ass and thighs. “And, Laney?”
“Yes.” Her voice sounded dreamy in her own ears.
“Promise me something,” he whispered between kisses.
“Yes?”
Capturing her face between his hands and fixing her with a serious stare, he said, “Don"t ever think of another man when you"re with me.”