“I was worried it might be too much too soon, but I figured it was worth the risk for convenience sake.” He smiles as I kiss him again. “So, you’re not angry with me?”
I shake my head. “I was never angry with you. Just a little bit shocked and maybe frustrated at the situation.”
He nods. “I guess that's understandable. For what it’s worth, I am sorry. I’m as bummed about this as you are. I really wanted this to be nice relaxing getaway for us, but it's turning into a nightmare.”
“Speaking of nightmare, can I add one more person into the mix?” I grin.
“Should I be jealous?” he asks, narrowing his eyes playfully.
“Kayla, you dag.” I laugh.
Nick chuckles. “You want to invite Kayla? Isn’t that asking for trouble?”
“No, I just think that if you and I are on the verge of getting caught or something, she could be very handy in providing a distraction.”
Nick smiles. “Well, if there's one thing she does well, it's distract. Yeah, sure. Why the hell not?” he says. He toys with the top button on my shirt. “So…are you going to be here for a little while yet?”
“I guess.” I grin. “Did you have something in mind?” I add, raising my eyebrows.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he murmurs, kissing my neck. “I can probably think of a thing or two that we could get up to.”
He takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. Once inside, I close the door and let him lead me to his bed. “How about I show you what I have in mind?” he murmurs. He unbuttons my shirt, then slides it from my shoulders, winding his hands around my bare waist. I grin, arching my back as he touches me.
Meanwhile, all I think about is what Kayla said. I know she's right. I’m going to have to sleep with them eventually. Maybe I should just get it out of the way. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? I hear the shredding of that paper again, and I flinch.
“Where did you go just then?” he asks.
“Sorry,” I mumble, flustered. “I was just thinking.”
He frowns at me, then touches my cheek. “No pressure, Anna. We don't have to—”
I cut him off by kissing him, then I take a deep breath and lean forward. Unbuttoning his jeans, I lock my eyes on his. “We have to do it eventually, right? I just have one request.”
“Anything,” he murmurs as I slide my hands around his cock.
“Please be gentle with me, okay?” I whisper.
He pushes me back on the bed, stroking his hands through my hair. I gasp as he reaches underneath my skirt and pushes aside my panties. He slides a finger along my entrance, making me squirm. He’s winding me up, but he didn’t need to because I'm so wet already. He chuckles and then lifts my shirt over my head and threads my arms free. I grin as he places his mouth over my nipple, sucking, while his finger continues to explore me.
I can't handle it anymore. Everything he does feels incredible. He reaches over to his nightstand and retrieves a condom. When he goes to roll it on, I stop him and take it from him. I kiss him, pressing my lips against his, as I gently ease the rubber over his shaft. He groans as I slide my fingers up and down his length.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, concern lacing his voice. “We can wait as long as you need to.”
I shake my head. Everything hinges on this moment. The anticipation is killing me, and I’m so turned on, but most of all, I just need to get this over with. My heart races as he inches my legs apart.
“Oh,” I gasp, my eyes widening as he gently pushes himself inside me.
“Are you okay?” he asks, tenderly kissing my lips. I nod, my heart racing.
He nods, resting his arms on either side of my head as he finds his rhythm. He rocks against me, back and forth, barely penetrating me, but pushing enough of his cock inside me to make me jump. My heart pounds as I wrap my legs around his hips. How the hell am I going to handle the whole thing?
“Let’s try it this way,” he murmurs, sensing my hesitation.
He flips me over with next to no warning, so he’s underneath me, and I’m on top. I stare down at him, my eyes wide. I would’ve thought me being on top would be worse. He lets out a sigh, his hands creeping up over my naked stomach as I perch myself on his tip. My heart races and I clench my thighs. It’s like I’m frozen in mid-air, too scared to let myself slide down on his cock in case he impales me.