Part Four
© 2003 by Lynne
Lynne had to look away from the crystal blue of Nick’s gaze; she couldn’t let herself be drawn in. Nick was her best friend’s boyfriend. She’d never been attracted to his type, that blonde, blue-eyed, surfer dude look did nothing for her. And, truth be told, she thought he was slightly lacking in the grey matter. Still, Bec adored him and he seemed harmless so she had no trouble hanging with him.
But, she just didn’t think of him that way.
“Oh, Nick. I think maybe we should just lie,” she sighed. “Just make up something in case they want details.”
“Really? Lie?” The relief in his voice made her laugh.
“Yes, lie. I do know how, Nick!” She turned to the fridge, got two more bottles of beer and poked his tummy. “Come on, let’s get comfy and work on a story.”
They sat at either end of the large, overstuffed couch; Lynne had her back to the arm and her legs crossed yoga fashion facing Nick while he had his long legs stretched out in front of him.
“Okay, Nick, you must have done this before, what are some of your lines?” She actually giggled. “What would you do if you were going to seduce me?”
Nick smirked at her and cocked his head to one side.
“First, I’d say that I was glad to be here with you tonight.”
“Okay. I’d say I was glad you were here. I’d say I’d been looking forward to this for a long time.” She batted her eyelashes at him in mock flirtation.
“Then I’d move a little bit closer, like this.” He moved close enough to easily touch her knee, which he did, letting it rest there. “I’d leave my hand here,” he looked down at his hand as it rested there, and then back up into her eyes, “and tell you how pretty you look tonight.”
Lynne blushed and then laughed at herself.
“I’d blush and giggle and say thank-you prettily.”
He leaned a little closer, keeping eye contact and massaged her knee with a delicate touch. This startled her. This was a more sensual Nick that she had expected. Much more.
“Then, I’d probably run my hand just a little way up your leg, like this.” He had noticed her face flush at his touch and lowered his voice to a sexy drawl.
“Um…uh...” Words failed her, so she reached out to touch his cheek.
“I’d touch you, like this and wait for you to kiss me,” she whispered.
Their lips met chastely, gently and their kiss lasted for a long time. Finally, Lynne pulled away just enough to speak, her lips moving against his, her breath silky against his skin.
“Then, I’d do this.”
The point of her tongue traced his lips. She had never noticed how plush his lips were before and was almost disappointed when he opened his mouth to her. They explored each other, tasting, tangling, enjoying.
When they finally broke apart, their skin was hot and their breath came in small pants. Lynne stretched her legs out so they were on either side of Nick’s semi-reclining form and he settled between them, amazed at how relaxed she had become.
“Then what?” she purred, looking at him through her thick lashes.
“Oh…I’d make a bold move, like this.” Nick slid his large hand up to cup her breast and leaned over to nibble at her ear before licking a path down her neck to the yoke of her thin blouse.
“What would you do, if I did that?”
“This. I’d do this.” She breathed as she pulled his head up to hers, wrapped her fingers in his silky hair and crushed his waiting lips with hers.
When she felt his long fingers fumbling with the buttons on her shirt she reluctantly moved away from him just long enough pull it over her head before doing the same to his.
He stared at her, his eyes taking in the slight sheen of sweat in the valley between her full breasts. He was a little surprised at how this ‘let’s pretend’ game had progressed but didn’t really think now was the time to discuss it. It would be much more fun to just continue and see how far it went.
Instead, he lowered his head and took her breast in his mouth as he slipped his hand down her sleek skin and into her shorts. Her gasp of delight made him bolder and he tugged at the waistband till she lifted her hips and helped him slide them down her legs and drop them on the floor. She wrapped one of her legs around one of his and pulled him tight against her.
“Now, what?” Her voice was thick with desire and he looked into her eyes. When he was sure he had her attention, he spoke.
“Now, this.” He licked a trail from her collarbone all the way to her bejeweled belly button smiling to himself when she raised her hips, silently begging for more.
He nuzzled her damp curls, inhaling her unique scent and enjoying her moans of desire. His broad tongue swiped at her sensitive folds of skin and she whimpered. He teased her with light touches and then buried himself in her core only to pull out and tease again. When he felt her muscles starting to contract he increased the pressure of his tongue and nibbled a bit at the swollen bud of her clitoris.
“Oh God, Nick, oh…” Her head was thrown back and her back arched. “What would I do, now?” she gasped.
Stopping his assault on her long enough to meet her eyes, he lifted his head, smirked and answered before lowering his head to make his words come true. “You’d come.”
Lynne lay spent, her body quivering in small spasms as the aftershocks of multiple orgasms ran through her. She finally became aware of heavy breathing and raised her head to look down at the tousled blonde head resting on her thigh.
“Nick?”
When he raised his head to her she saw his face was still flushed and his blue eyes cloudy with unfulfilled lust.
“Mmmm?”
“Do you know what I’d do now?”
“What?” A smile tugged at his red, swollen lips.
“First, I’d push you onto your back.”
“Then what?” He grinned up at her.
“Then I’d get rid of these shorts.” He raised his bottom as she pulled at them and threw them on top of hers.
“Oh…” He bit his bottom lip and his eyes darkened as she straddled his hips and leaned down to purr in his ear.
“Then, I’d blow...your...mind.”