Chapter 5 - Noelle
I rush into Nick’s arms and the sense that I’ve come home washes over me the same way it did in the Shamrock Bar.
We fuse our mouths together, and our tongues dance while we explore each other’s bodies with our hands.
My heartbeat drums in my chest, and my body tingles with electricity everywhere he touches.
I arch against him as desire overtakes me, and I can’t get close enough to him.
When Nick moans, “I missed you so much,” it brings me back to my senses and I break off the kiss. Fuck, it’s important I talk to him.
I step back, just out of arm’s reach, and my chest heaves while I fight for control. Every nerve ending in my body screams at me to forget my plan and pounce on him, but I’m able to push my desire aside momentarily.
“Nick, I need to tell you something.”
His eyes narrow, and he takes a step forward while I take another step back. I can tell he’s as affected as I am. He’s flushed and I try to keep my eyes on his face, but I can’t help but check out the bulge in his trousers. Fuuuck…being able to tell he’s hard makes my brain fuzzy.
When he takes yet another step I put my hand up, intending to press against his chest to hold him back while I try to tell him I’m leaving, but he seizes my wrist and pulls me towards him.
I gasp out, “Nick, let me—,” but he cuts me off with a growl and claims my mouth with his. My head swirls as my body floods with pleasure and my pussy throbs.
He stops kissing me long enough to utter, “We’ll talk later,” and smothers any protest with his lips.
When his hands slide under my sundress and caress my ass cheeks, left bare due to my thong panties, I groan and try to remember what it was I wanted to say.
His kisses have an intensity this time that surprises me as much as it delights me.
He’s never been this quite demanding, and a small part of me wonders what changed.
He tugs my sundress up my body and I realize he’s about to pull it all the way off of me. I open my mouth to protest, but he stops me with a simple command.
“Noelle, lift your arms straight up in the air.”
I don’t know why, but I immediately obey.
When he removes my sundress over my head, my stomach muscles quiver as the warm breeze glides over my skin and I drop my arms. My breasts are heavy and full, and my nipples pucker almost painfully.
I want him to suck the stiff peaks, but I can’t seem to say anything right now.
It’s like I’ve lost the ability to speak and I’m along for the ride—willing to do whatever he wants.
He slips a hand between my legs, pushing the fabric of my panties to the side so he can finger me.
I close my eyes, tip my head back, and moan when he caresses my clit in gentle circles.
My hands seem to have a mind of their own and I shove his shirt up, exposing his stomach and abs so that I can skim my fingers along his soft skin.
When I make a move to open his trousers, he grabs my hands. “Stop.”
I crack my eyes and peer at him through a haze of lust. Doesn’t he want us to both be naked?
“Do you see where we are?”
I blink at him, confused. Why is he asking this?
He continues on, as if he didn’t expect an answer. “We’re in the middle of a field and I’m going to fuck you right here because I want to.”
Ooooh. As soon as he mentions the field, I glance around and realize that we’re still close to all the sleepwalking people.
Occasionally one of them opens their eyes when they find an egg.
What if they can see me? I really should put a stop to this before he fucks me out in the open.
But as soon as I have that thought, a thrill shoots down my body, straight to my clit. Shit, why is this so hot?
I press close to him, rubbing my nipples against the fabric of his shirt as I try to grind against his hardness. When he presses down on my shoulders and I sink to my knees, the last of my resistance melts away. I glance up at him as he opens his trousers, freeing his thick cock.
Opening my mouth, I expect him to slide his cock between my lips, but he laughs instead.
“I choose what we do, not you,” he states gruffly, and I close my mouth. If he had been like this that first night in the Winter Wonderland, I’m not sure I would have ever wanted to wake up. His words are driving me into a frenzy, and I desperately need his cock.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he commands, and my brain buzzes as I remember that’s what I was daydreaming about him saying during my date with Chad.
I lean forward and the grass is squishy under my palms. I keep my eyes lowered, not wanting to get a crick in my neck from peering up at his face.
When he chuckles under his breath, I can’t help but glance up. “Now turn around and face all those people. I want them to see what a slut you are as I breed you.”
Oh, holy fuck. My mind freezes when he says he’s going to breed me, and I can’t move.
I’ve heard about people with a breeding kink, but I’ve never slept with anyone who ever said anything like this to me before, so I didn’t know how erotic it was.
Pings of pleasure radiate from my core when I get a daydream of him fucking me and coming deep inside my pussy.
In it, his cum drips from me when he pulls out, and pussy clenches in anticipation.
I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want his cum inside of me right now.
“Noelle, do it NOW.”
His sharp tone breaks me out of my stupor.
I move as fast as I can while on my hands and knees, but it’s more of an awkward side shuffle.
It gets the job done and within a few moments I’m staring at all the people hunting for eggs.
Despite people finding an egg and vanishing, it doesn’t seem like the number of people is getting smaller, so I wonder if more are appearing to replace the ones who find their prize.
I don’t focus on the thought too long because he gets on his knees behind me, and rubs the tip of his cock along my wet slit without pressing in.
Just knowing these people could open their eyes and see me makes everything we’re doing more dirty.
For St. Patrick’s Day the bar was full of leprechauns, and some of them were watching us, but the entire room was a den of debauchery.
There was so much fucking and celebrating going on, it made what we were doing seem normal.
None of these sleepwalkers are doing anything sexual, so being on my hands and knees in the grass seems so much naughtier than St. Patrick’s Day.
If one of the guys was awake, would Nick tell the person to come over here so I could suck him off?
The best thing about Sean’s cock in my mouth was how every thrust from Nick behind me forced Sean’s shaft deeper into my throat.
I didn’t know how hot it was to be shared, and now it’s all I can think about.
A sharp slap on my ass brings me back to the present, and my gasp at the sting turns into a giggle.
Shit, I actually liked that. I shimmy my hips, trying to entice him to do it again.
Instead of spanking me, he grabs the thin strap of my thong and yanks it down to my knees.
My panties covered nothing, but I feel oddly more exposed with them at my knees.
I’m tense and ready for that first amazing thrust of his cock, so I wasn’t expecting him to ask me a question.
“Noelle, do you know what free use is?”
The conversational tone of his voice throws me, and I take a long pause before answering hesitantly, “No…”
He almost sounds happy when he continues. “It’s what I’ve been doing to you every time we meet. I’m going to do whatever I want to you, whenever I want, but as a fun twist we’re adding in that before I come, you’re going to beg me to breed you.”
Him doing whatever he wants to me is a kink with a name? It’s one of the best parts of every dream with him, and then add in breeding… I was already having problems thinking clearly and now it’s worse. I peep out a small, “Oh,” which I’m not even sure he hears because he keeps talking.
“If I’m satisfied you really want it, I’ll come inside you. If not, I’ll blow my load on your ass.”
Oh, fuck. I wonder for a brief second if I’ll beg, but when I imagine him filling me up with so much cum it runs out of me, I know I’ll do anything he wants.
My pussy throbs, and I’m about ready to plead for him to fuck me.
He spanks my ass and the pain makes me gasp again.
“Do you understand the rules?”
I call out, “Yes,” loud enough to make sure he can hear me and a power surges through me. I know exactly how to get him to fuck me. Putting my elbows on the grass, I angle my upper body down, spreading myself open for him.