Part 4 … Nick

What the hell am I doing? I’m kissing Howie’s fiancée and it’s amazing. Never in my life have I tasted anyone so sweet, felt anyone so completely perfect in my arms. I have to stop. I have to move away. I have to … have one more kiss. Her lips soften beneath mine and she tastes like warm honey. She is tiny, so small I’m afraid I’ll crush her with my weight but nothing can stop me from rolling toward her and pressing my body completely against hers. God, this is nirvana. Dear god, this is so wrong.

My hand is still holding her breast and while I mindlessly rub the nipple, I shake when she whimpers against my mouth. Her lips part and my brain goes on auto-pilot. I touch my tongue to her lips and she responds by touching me back. I push all thoughts of hell and eternal damnation from my mind as I wrap my arms around her to hold her closer. I can’t seem to get as close as I want without crawling inside her skin, but damn I’m going die trying.

“Nick,” she whispers, and my name has never sounded this amazing coming from a woman’s mouth. My hands are on her back, beneath the t-shirt I’d given her and she’s so soft, so warm and I need more. I kiss her face, her neck, her throat, all the while touching her beneath the soft cotton of a t-shirt that I’m damn sure never looked that good on me. I suck lightly on the base of her throat and she giggles, but as I suck harder her laughter becomes a moan. Holy shit. I have to roll away just a bit to reach her breast again, but I slide my hand upward and there it is. I always thought she was not very well built, but she fits in my hand perfectly. No more, no less, and I have to see her. “Lori, scoot up.” She lifts willingly for me and I push up her shirt, but it bunches up under her arms and makes things worse. It doesn’t take much for me to lift her off the bed, though, and in no time the damn shirt is halfway across the room. The lightning flashes outside and she jumps, and the brief illumination gives me my first good look at her.

“Nick, what’s wrong?” she asks and I realize that I’m staring. God knows how long I’ve been just sitting there looking at her.

“Nothing’s wrong, baby. Nothing at all.” I remember what she said about being damaged goods or something equally stupid and wonder how she could even think that way? Lori Hansen is the most perfect creature I’ve ever seen. “Lori, I…” I have to stop and catch my breath.

“Nick, please?” her hand is on my face, and her thumb is rubbing across my lower lip and that’s all I can take. A slight move is all I need to do and her thumb is in my mouth. I suck on it and circle my tongue around it and she gasps. Before I know it she is on her knees on front of me, kneeling in the pile of twisted comforter and pulling my old ratty t-shirt over my head. Her small, perfect hands touch me and it’s my turn to tremble. Her fingertips brush my nipples and they instantly harden, just like hers had. We are both naked from the waist up I pull her closer, craving the feel of her skin against mine. Her breasts touch my chest, we both moan and I halfway expect to see sparks where our bodies meet. Her fingers were tangled my hair as I dragged my lips down her neck licking a warm trail to her breasts and burying my face in the slight valley in between.

She was so still, frozen, as she waited for me to make another move and I think were both afraid that I might stop, pull away at the last moment. I did pull away, but only to give her one last chance to back out, to talk me out of what we were both pretty much helpless to avoid. Her eyes were wide and dark, and I could see the desire she felt as I pushed her carefully back onto the bed. I knew what I wanted, and had a pretty good idea what she wanted, but for the first time ever I wasn’t sure how to go about it. Her whispered plea pretty much took the decision out of my hands.

Her hands cupped my face and as she looked steadily into my eyes she whispered, “Taste me.”

When I could breathe again, I lifted myself over her, straddling her hips, and sat back to look at her. As the lightning flashed outside, I could see just enough to know exactly where to begin. I cupped her breasts in both hands and kneaded them gently, smiling to myself when Lori’s breathing began to go haywire. She lifted her back just a bit, to get closer, and I squeezed just a little harder, tugging at her nipples with my thumb and forefinger. She cried out and I couldn’t wait. Bending forward, I took one tight peak between my lips, teasing it with my tongue while my fingers paid equal attention to its partner. Her flesh swelled beneath my mouth as I sucked harder and her hips pressed up against mine and I ached to be inside her. Damn, I was so hard I thought I might burst with anticipation and as I feasted on her I felt her fingers between our bodies, stroking me through the flimsy cotton boxers I’d worn to bed.

“Lori, geezus ...” I groaned as her fingers wrapped almost all the way around me and squeezed. My cock twitched with hope and as much as it pained me, I rolled away.

“Nick, no!” she cried out in alarm, reaching for me.

“Lori, we can’t do this, “ I panted, wanting only to prove myself a liar and make love to her until she screamed my name.

“Please?” she begged, and I knew if I looked at her I’d see the tears on her face. I could hear it in her voice and didn’t dare open my eyes. “Nick, I need you. Just tonight, just once. Please!”

Dammit, why the fuck was I so weak? Because I wanted her, too, that’s why. I rolled out of bed and dropped my boxers to the floor. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t know what to say and was afraid I’d screw up the ‘moment’ and make things worse than they already were. I looked back and she hadn’t moved, so I took the initiative and moved to her feet. Kneeling between her knees I carefully pulled Aaron’s sweats over her hips and toward her ankles, but when they got caught on her socks we both giggled. I got them off and she lay before me, tiny and beautiful and as I moved over her body I silently asked forgiveness for what we were about to do. I lay against her and she was soft and warm and our bodies touched in all the right places, as if we were made for each other.

Lori’s arms wrapped around my back and she sighed as my mouth found hers once again. We kissed, our mouths hungry for each other and I felt her legs open wider for me as her hands moved to my ass to pull me closer. There was so much more I wanted to do, but this couldn’t wait. “Baby, are you sure?” I had to ask. “Once we do this there’s no going back.” Please don’t stop me now, I was begging silently. Please.

“I’m sure,” she whispered. “Make love to me, Nick.” I could feel the heat where our hips met and as I raised up to guide myself into her, her fingers met mine and we did it together. Her fingers wove through mine and it made the decision a joint one, we were in this together. She was hot and wet, and I slipped effortlessly into her as far as I could go.

“Holy fuck,” I groaned, and as she gripped me tightly I swelled even bigger. I lay as still as possible, partly to make sure I wasn’t hurting her, but mostly just because it felt so damn good. She tipped her hips upward and I couldn’t wait any more. “Lori, baby, I have to move,” I gasped. “I can’t wait.”

I pulled out and paused, waiting until she made some desperate little sound before driving back into her and practically lifting her off the bed with the force of my thrusts. We both cried out as I did it again and again and dammit, I couldn’t hold on any longer. “Lori, come on. Baby, I can’t hold on-“

She whimpered beneath me and I felt her fingers slide in between us to touch herself and just the thought of her doing that set me off. Just like she’d helped me, I joined my hand with hers and our fingers slipped through the slick heat until she cried out and shattered beneath me. The spasms of her body pushed me higher and higher until I came, buried more deeply inside her than I’d thought possible.

I don’t know how long I lay collapsed on top of her, but when I realized what I was doing, I felt her shaking beneath me. Shit. “Lori, stop. Baby please don’t cry.” God, what had I done?

I tried to talk to her, to apologize, to let her know how beautiful she was, to reassure her that she still had her whole life ahead of her … but she cried and cried. Finally, just before daybreak, she fell asleep in my arms. The ringing of the phone woke us up just after 9.