Chasing Carly (Holiday Cove 3)

She stepped out onto the porch and went past me to go down the stairs. “I left my purse in the car and I need my wallet.”

“Sure thing. Uhm, here, let me unlock it.” I dug for my keys and a chirp sounded as the doors unlocked. “There ya go.”

A minute later, she returned to the porch, purse in hand. “You guys can go back to making out now…” she said sarcastically on her way back into the house.

Nick laughed, an amused smirk on his face.

I held up a finger. “Leash, wait, what did you need your wallet for?”

“I was ordering a pizza online. Dad wired some money to my account.”

“Aha.” She had returned the stolen gift card to me after coming home from the hospital but I’d withdrawn some cash from it to give to her. “Well I’ll be inside in a little bit so make sure you order my half with pineapple.”

“Nick?” She glanced over at him. “What’s your topping?”

Nick glanced at me and then back to Alesha, as though silently looking for confirmation that he could stay. That his presence wouldn’t be an intrusion on sister time. I gave him a nod. “I’m a black olive fan and extra onion if they have it.” I made a gagging expression and he smirked. “Okay, never mind. Hold the onion.”

Alesha nodded and went back inside to complete the order.

“Smart man,” I said, running my hand up the back of his neck. “You’re a hundred percent more likely to get lucky if you don’t smell like onions.”

He laughed and kissed me softly. “I don’t wanna crash your party. Say the word and I’ll get outta your hair. Let you girls live it up unsupervised.”

I bopped the tip of his nose with my finger. “It’ll be fun. Alesha likes hanging out with you too. And you know Lady won’t object. You’re just the kind of sucker who’ll slip her some extra cheese.”

Nick laughed and followed me inside the house.

“I think she’s asleep,” I whispered to Nick from across the couch. Alesha snored and rolled to her side on the other couch, snuggling the tiny puppy to her chest like she was a favorite teddy bear instead of a live dog. Lady didn’t seem to mind.

Nick massaged the balls of my feet. “You wanna take this upstairs?” He waggled his brows at me.

With another glance at Alesha, I weighed my options. During the movie, Nick and I had barely been able to keep our hands to ourselves as we’d spooned together on the couch with a blanket pulled over us up to the waist. His cock had been pressed between my ass cheeks for the better part of an hour, and I couldn’t have told someone the plot of the movie we’d watched even if my life depended on it.

Eventually, I’d made him sit across from me and we’d taken turns massaging one another’s feet instead. Still amazing but less tempting to get into trouble.

But with Alesha asleep…

Nick’s eyes were dark. The expression on his face was clear. It was one I knew very, very well.

“Okay,” I agreed, hopping off the couch. I led the way, tiptoeing past Alesha after tugging her blanket up over her shoulder and making sure her feet were covered at the same time. Nick followed after me and we crept up the stairs, avoiding the squeaky step.

Once we were behind the closed door of my bedroom, Nick didn’t waste any time. His lips crushed against mine and he flipped me around to pin me against the door. I moaned into his mouth and snaked my hand down the front of his jeans to grip his thick cock.

“Damn, woman,” he hissed, breaking out of the kiss as I stroked the velvet soft skin on the tip. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“Whatever you want, baby” I replied, giving him a seductive smile.

“In that case…” He tugged the hem of my shirt up and over my head. “You won’t be needing this. Or…these…” his hands went to the button on my jeans and within seconds those were gone too.”

“What about these?” I asked, licking my lips as I tugged at the waist of my thong.

Nick grinned and shook his head. “Off.”

I shimmied out of them and ran my hands back up my body, letting Nick watch as I touched and explored my body. His eyes went wide as I moved my hand over my hot skin. “Fuck, that’s hot, baby.”

I grinned and decided to really give him a show. He followed my finger with his eyes as I dragged it down my stomach, past my navel, and ran it down my pussy lips. I rubbed my clit and moaned softly as I gave myself pleasure. It was at least a thousand times hotter than it would’ve been without Nick’s eyes greedily devouring my every move and gesture.