11. Nick
11
NICK
A stream of sunlight slices through the window hitting my face, waking me up from one of the most restful nights of sleep I’ve had in a while.
And I didn’t even sleep that much.
I look over at the clock on the nightstand and see it’s after ten. I’ve never slept this late.
I reach out to the sleeping mass beside me and run my fingers along her warm skin. I should not have slept with her. I should have kept my distance.
But I don’t regret it. Even though I know I should.
I want nothing more than to drag her body into mine right now and wake her up with my dick thrusting into her.
My thoughts from yesterday morning linger in my mind. The way I wanted to pin her to the bed and have my way with her.
Well, I did do that last night during round two. Round three was even more intense as I forced her to ride my dick so I could see her tits bounce in my face.
I groan as my dick gets hard. I should not be thinking about her like this. It’s bad enough I said it could only be one time then decided one night. Because now I’m thinking it should be twenty-four hours, one full day of her. That gives me approximately twelve more hours that I can spend fucking her on every surface in my house.
My cock grows harder as I think about fucking her in my studio and against the windows looking out over the snow. Or maybe in the hot tub out back.
Fuck it.
I slip under the sheets and find my way down her body until my mouth is at her hips. I manage to roll her onto her back without waking her.
Good. I want her to wake up with my mouth eating her pussy.
She smells like sex. The scent of the two of us combined is all over her core, and I take a deep inhale, loving the way we smell together.
I press a soft kiss against the top of her mound, and she barely moves. This girl is sleeping like the dead. I must have fucked her to death.
I spread her lips and slowly drag my tongue through her center, flicking her clit before I press my tongue to her entrance, teasing the sensitive skin there.
She starts to twitch, and I know that she will wake up soon. I can’t wait to see the look of surprise on her face when she realizes my mouth is between her thighs, feasting on her.
I lick my way back up her center, this time focusing on her clit, sucking it hard into my mouth.
Hands are suddenly in my hair as her thighs start to quiver.
“Nicky,” she groans.
I thought I would hate my childhood nickname on her lips, but the way she moans my name makes me want her even more. I suck on her clit harder and then slide my thumb between her lips, slowly pushing its way into her core.
“Oh my god, Nick,” she moans again. “What are you doing?”
I grin against her center. “Having breakfast.”
“Well keep eating,” she mutters under her breath. “Please don’t stop.”
I can’t help but chuckle against her pussy before I dive back in, licking from clit to cunt as I remove my thumb and replace it with three fingers. She yelps from my quick intrusion, but I don’t hold back. I keep fucking her with my fingers as my tongue devours her.
Within seconds her entire body is shaking as she comes.
I suck her clit into my mouth one last time as it pulses from her release, teasing her into wanting more.
Then I am crawling up her body and hovering over her. I can’t help but kiss her, and she melts into me, her legs wrapping around my waist, her hips thrusting upward to meet mine. I don’t even think twice before sliding into her and fucking another orgasm out of her before I find my own release.
“Good morning,” I murmur against her lips after we’re both satisfied.
“Good morning.” She smiles at me sweetly.
I don’t move or pull out. I just hover over her staring at this beautiful creature wishing she could be mine.
“I thought you said—”
“Fuck what I said,” I cut her off. I don’t want to think about what I said or what I should or shouldn’t be doing. I just want to be in this moment right here.
“Okay,” she says quietly. Her eyes don’t leave mine, and I know she wants to question me for changing my thoughts on this, but I don’t have an answer. I just know that I want to spend as much time inside of her as I possibly can.
I bend down and press my lips to hers again because I cannot get enough of her. Her lips meet mine eagerly, and I savor her taste. I force her mouth open and suck her tongue into my mouth. She lets out soft mewls that are making my dick thicken inside of her.
I have no idea what she is doing to me. I know I am capable of going a few rounds, but I feel like we haven’t stopped in over twelve hours minus the few hours of sleep we got in the early hours of the morning.
I manage to find the strength to pull away from her. I slide off her body my dick missing her warmth as I get out of bed.
Her eyes devour me as I stand fully naked on the side of the bed. “So, what do you want to do today?”
“No more games. Actually, no ideas from you. You lead to bad decisions.” I regret the words the second they leave my mouth.
She frowns and throws the covers from the bed, anger taking over her features, and she crawls out of bed. “I didn’t realize I was such a bad decision.”
The mood in the room completely shifts from what it was minutes ago.
Two long strides have me catching up to her as I grab her arm, spinning her to face me. “Hey, I didn’t mean it that way.”
“Whatever. Like you said it was one night. So, it was a mistake. Big deal.”
I wrap my arms around her as she tries to fight out of my grasp. “Yeah, it’s a big deal. You are a big deal. And you weren’t a mistake. I told myself I would never touch you. Was touching you a bad idea? Yeah, it was because now I don’t want to stop touching you. I don’t want to ever let you go, Penny.”
She stops fighting me and relaxes in my arms. “So, you don’t regret it?”
I shake my head. “No. But that doesn’t mean we can just keep on like this. There will be consequences to our actions.”
She chews on her lip. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“He will find out.”
“Not from me! And obviously not from you! He doesn’t even know you’re here!”
I pull her closer to me as pain and regret seep into my marrow. I hate that I haven’t told my best friend I’m back in Colorado. “I just…we need to figure out a plan.”
What am I even saying? An hour ago, I was telling myself I could have this woman for twelve more hours, now I feel like I’m trying to figure out a plan to have her in my life permanently.
Her hands trail up my chest before gripping my jaw, forcing me to look at her. “How about this? We just take the day for ourselves. We shouldn’t make any rash decisions right now. I mean by the end of the day you could be appalled by me again.”
“I was never appalled by you, Pen.”
She huffs. “You know what I mean. Everything could go back to normal by the end of the day.”
“And if it doesn’t?”
“Well then, I guess we have shit to figure out. But let’s not think about that now.”
I nod because she’s right. And when has she been the one to talk common sense into me? She’s usually the one on the precipice of an emotional cliff, and now it’s me.
“So, what do you want to do today? I promise I’ll let you make all the decisions.”
I smile down at her and press a kiss to her brow. “I need to plow again and see if the county road is cleared so we know whether or not we can get you home.
“I hope it’s not.”
I laugh. “It probably won’t be cleared until late tonight or early morning. It’s always one of the last roads they get to.”
“Good.”
I pull her closer to me. “Other than that. The only thing I want to do is drag you into my shower and show you exactly how you make me feel.”
She smiles at me, and I can’t help but feel butterflies. I never have had this feeling before. I’m a guy. I don’t get butterflies. But for some reason this girl is doing things to me I never thought possible.
I flip a page in my book while soft snores come out of Pen’s mouth as we are cuddled up on the couch. I’ve fucked her two more times this morning, once in the shower and then again on the couch after she attempted to make pancakes. I was able to salvage breakfast after she made a mess again and decided to punish her for said mess which resulted in three orgasms from her and then her crashing in my arms.
I feel a sense of peace I haven’t felt in a while. I can’t even remember the last time I felt this way. Even all my time in New York, I never felt like this. Who would have thought I would find this peace back in Ouray, the one place I wanted to get away from so badly?
I run my hand through Pen’s soft brown locks and think about what a future with her could be like. We’re both stuck here for a while, and it would probably be easier for both of us if we had each other as company. And I really would not mind seeing more of her.
I really didn’t mean it when I said she leads to bad decisions. She is the best decision I ever could have made. But I know the consequences aren’t going to be good. And that my relationship with her brother could suffer. He is not going to be happy. I mean he is going to be livid when he finds out. I had promised him since high school I would never touch his baby sister. Pretty much when we realized she had a crush on me, I had to make him that promise. I thought it was stupid since we were sixteen and she was ten. But I never thought back then that something would come from it twelve years later.
At least we can keep this a secret for a while. I have no intention of telling Wes anytime soon that I am back in Ouray. Maybe six months from now, I can break it to him. Of course, Dad may not be around in six months which means I won’t be either.
I wonder what that would mean for me and Pen.
Me and Pen?
You’ve had a taste of her for less than a day, man. Don’t get ahead of yourself.
But I can’t help thinking about the two of us. What the future has in store for us.
Sure, her parents are going to know, and then they will have to lie to Wes about us too. I don’t really want to put them in that position. But I also am not going to call up my best friend and say ‘Hi, I’ve been back in Colorado for two years and haven’t told you. By the way, I’m fucking your sister.’
Yeah, not doing that.
I shake the thoughts from my head, knowing I am getting too far ahead of myself. I need time. Time to figure out what I am doing with Penelope. Time to decide how much longer I want to be here since Dad doesn’t even need me anymore.
I sigh and look out the window. I really need to get outside and take care of the snow, but I don’t want to let Pen out of my arms. I want to hold on to this moment for as long as I possibly can.