Chapter 10
Only the bathroom light remained
on, a tiny beacon shining through the slightly opened door. Jeanie lay on her
back and Nick on his side. The radio softly serenaded them. They were acutely
aware of their breathing, shallow and rapid, partly from fear, but mostly from
lustful anticipation.
This was insane. Nick was almost
ten years her junior…closer to Jessie’s age than Jeanie’s age. Nick was one of
Kevin’s best friends. Nick was like family.
“Forget all that stuff, Tex,” he
murmured and bit gently down on her shoulder.
“What stuff?”
“I know what you’re thinking.
Look…” he propped himself up on one elbow. “We’re a long way from home, nobody
ever has to know about this. I won’t tell. We can stop right now, but I don’t
think you really want to. I think you want it as much as I do. I just think
you’ve got a lot of garbage you’re dragging into this. Don’t. Let go, baby…
just let go.”
Cheek to cheek, he began to nuzzle
her. Nick was wearing cologne or possibly after shave. She remembered a press
conference where he denied wearing anything except deodorant. Jeanie couldn’t
help but smile, wondering if he’d worn it for her benefit. “You smell good,”
she murmured.
Nick continued to cuddle her
cheek, kissing her tenderly here or there. Her fingertips traced his new tattoo
and she felt him shudder slightly under her gentle touch then groan as he
impatiently pressed his throbbing erection against her bare skin.
Nick’s youthful clumsiness was
slightly reminiscent of an awkward first date or passionate lovemaking in the
back seat of a parked car. Only this time, there was no curfew or risk of being
busted by an amused police officer shining his flashlight on two half-dressed
teenagers.
Jeanie had nothing to lose, not
really. Kevin didn’t want her. He wanted other women and consciously made the
choice to carry out his fantasies. He told her he’d made wrong choices.
However, instead of trying to work through it, he sealed his decisions by
buying an expensive new home and bedding every dancer and super model he could
get his hands on. Jeanie had nothing lose.
If she was going to do this, she
would make it a night Nick Carter would never forget. She would guide him and
teach him and pleasure him probably in ways he’d never experienced before. She
was a woman who learned from the best…Kevin Richardson. And now…she would pass
her expertise on to his young friend.
Cupping his face in her soft
hands, she slowly traced his full lips with her tongue and then plunged her
tongue deep into his hungry mouth. Tiny beads of salty perspiration clung just
above his upper lip. She could feel his rock-hard erection dancing and
twitching against her stomach. “He’s never gonna make it,” she thought to
herself. Then she remembered that at Nick’s age, he could not only make it, but
also make several comebacks.
She mischievously pinched and
massaged his sensitive nipples and methodically worked her way down, slipping
her hand around the base of his thick shaft, stroking and squeezing him. Gently
at first, then harder. A tiny dribble of precum oozed onto his stomach
eliciting a guttural moan as he fought to stave off sweet orgasm. Jeanie
flashed him a tiny smile and a little wink as she playfully licked his sticky
stomach.
“Oh God,” he muttered as she
teased the tip of his penis with her velvety tongue. “Oh God.” Nick was almost
whimpering as she bathed his length and then continued to tickle and tease
alternating with playful nips. She carefully cupped his testicles and began to
massage them and held his erection with her other hand, slowly and carefully
taking him into her warm mouth. He writhed, shivering and grabbing for a
pillow.
She eased off of him and put her
own finger into her mouth.
“Keep going, don’t stop…” he
begged, transfixed by her every provocative movement. He was bewitched by her
beauty and hypnotized by her seduction. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
“I don’t plan on stopping, baby…”
she replied in a throaty whisper. Taking her time, she forced her moistened
finger up into him, pausing to let his tight sphincter muscles relax and give
way, until he was ready to accept more of her slender fingers. He began to
grind into her hand, around and around. Arching his back, his hips jerked a
little and Nick frantically tangled his hands in her blonde hair, Her fingers
still deep inside him, Jeanie gently guided and pulled him up to her mouth and
growled, “Come to momma, Nick…”