Part 205
They were stretched out together on the bed, Becca's head on his shoulder and as he stroked her hair she sighed contentedly.
"This is so nice."
"Yeah, I know. Who'd-a thought?"
"Me. I know you're just a sappy romantic pushover. I mean, you know, underneath all that pop-god bravado…" She laughed as he pushed her to her back and hovered over her.
"Pushover? ME? Hah!" He sat back on his heels and thought for a moment. "Yeah, okay, I'm a sappy pushover. Ain't it great?" he smirked.
"Yeah," she sighed. "Kiss me."
"Now?" He pretended to think about it.
"Now."
He shrugged. "Okay." Smiling he rolled to the side and gathered her in his arms. Softly but firmly he moved his mouth over hers, all the while rubbing her belly.
"Mmm, that feels good," she murmured.
"Don't want Junior to feel left out."
Becca swatted him on the shoulder as they both laughed.
"Princess."
"Junior."
"A couple of weeks and the bet will be settled, you know."
"Yeah, I know." He moved back to watch her. "You okay, Bec?"
"I'm fine, Nick."
"No, I mean about the baby, the birth and all that."
"I dunno, I guess." She stopped to think for a moment. "I'm apprehensive, I suppose. I don't really know what to expect and I've never been big on pain…"
"'Discomfort', Bec, haven't you been reading the books?" He grinned as she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, right. If it's 'discomfort', then why do they talk about drugs, huh?"
"Beats the hell out of me. You'll let me know, right?" he deadpanned.
Becca snorted. "Sure, Nicky, and then YOU can have the next one."
"Yeah, that'd be a great news item. Not only was I the first Backstreet Boy to father a child, I'll be the first one to give birth, too."
They howled with laughter, then quieted, both becoming lost in their own thoughts.
"Your mom says 'hi'."
"Damn, Bec, way to kill a mood." He playfully shoved her away.
"It was good to see her again, Aaron, too. We enjoyed the concert tonight. You guys were really 'on'!"
"Yeah, and to think it was broadcast all over the place? Cool."
"One of the promoters has promised us a tape. I watched part of the live feed and it was really well done." She paused. "Well, except that one part …"
"Huh? What part?"
Becca began to giggle. "Since when did you forget Alex's name?"
Nick groaned and lay back, covering his face with his arm. "Damn, that was so embarrassing. Brian was supposed to be there, he's ALWAYS there."
"But it was so cute … and you giggled."
"Did not!"
"Did too," she laughed. "It was adorable." Becca smiled remembering the look on Nick's face when he'd turned to Alex during "Time" and called him 'Rok'. Brian was usually the one there, but for some reason, tonight it had been Alex. She and Aaron had laughed themselves silly over it.
"Man, that'll be all over the 'net by morning."
"Oh, speaking of email-"
"We were?"
"Be serious. Aaron has been emailing Kathy."
"Who?"
"Kathy. You remember, the little girl in Baton Rouge?"
"Right, the mayor's daughter. So my little brother has a girl?"
"Sounds like it. He says they write almost every day and chat on the weekends."
"Too cute. What does mom think about it?"
Becca laughed and shook her head. "Hard to say. So far it hasn't interfered with his career, so she's probably just ignoring it."
"Becca! That's bad!" he chuckled.
"But true," she grinned.
"Yeah, but true. Come on girl, dessert time."
"More food? Nick, I'm going to get fat."
"Oh no, no way will I even TRY to respond to that one. Up girl." He groaned loudly as he helped her up, earning him a sour look. "Sit right there, I'll be back."
Becca did as she was told and sat quietly as he pulled items out of the fridge.
"Close your eyes."
"Come on Nick, enough surprises for one night."
"Please? Just one more."
Becca sighed and closed her eyes. She felt the mattress dip with his weight and felt the air move as something was held beneath her nose. It smelled like-
"Strawberries?" She opened her eyes as Nick brushed the fruit against her lips.
"Umm hmm … one of your favorites."
"Oh yes," she said as he took the fruit back and bit off a small piece. "Especially with-"
"Whipped cream?" He grinned, holding up a dish of the cool confection.
"Mercy…" She watched in fascination as he dipped the strawberry into the whipped cream and then brought it to his mouth, licking it clean.
His eyes never left hers and she bit back a moan as his tongue swirled around the ripe strawberry. The whipped cream all gone, he popped it into his mouth and sighed as he chewed, the cool juice coating his mouth and throat. "Want one?"
"Please," she all but moaned.
Licking the juice from his fingers, he picked up another berry, dipped it into the whipped cream and brought it to Becca's lips. When she would have opened her mouth to take a bite, he pulled it back choosing instead to coat her lips with the whipped cream.
The game's afoot, she thought. Swiftly she leaned toward him and brushed her mouth against his, covering his lips with whipped cream, too. Instinctively his tongue darted out to lick it away and that's when she made her move. She captured his mouth with hers, the sweetness of their kiss tasting wonderful. He tasted like strawberries and Nick and she found it to be an amazing combination of flavors as her tongue stroked softly against his.
Breathlessly he pulled away, reaching for another piece of fruit. He brushed her hair behind her ear and wrapped his fingers in its softness, tipping her head backward to expose the smooth line of her neck. Slowly he ran the fruit down her throat, the cool juice dripping in tickling rivulets down between her breasts, before he followed the path with his lips and tongue.
"Nick-" Becca gasped.
"Shh." He continued licking her skin, touching the tip of his tongue to every sweet spot he could find and when he could find no more, he sat back to tease her lips with the strawberry, smiling when she moaned. "What's the matter, Bec?"
"Need more…"
"More? Oh, whipped cream. You're out of whipped cream." With a smirk he dipped the fruit once more and followed the same exact path as before, this time drawing exotic designs in white. As he licked her clean once more, he slipped one narrow strap off her shoulder, exposing most of one breast. Without stopping, his mouth moved to the newly exposed skin nibbling gently as she squirmed in his arms. As he kissed her chest he reached blindly toward her mouth, pressing the fruit against her lips. She took it eagerly and as the flavor burst in her mouth, Nick reached inside her bodice to cup one full breast in his hand.