About thirty minutes later, Nick is fast asleep on the couch. Carefully climbing off him, I go to my room and log onto AOL. Clicking on my favourites list, I choose a website and begin to read one of my favourite Backstreet Boys fan fictions. Getting into the seventh chapter, I hear my door open and Nick creeps in silently.
"What are you doing?" he asks, sitting on my bed.
"Reading a fan fic," I reply, not taking my eyes from the computer.
"Those are stupid! You have the real thing, so why do you read those."
"Duh, because it's an *NSYNC fan fic, dumbass."
"Liar! You know you're reading one about me," he says.
"Of course, it's called 'Nick's Wildest Fantasy' or something. It's rated…" I scroll up. "XXX."
Nick jumps off the bed. "Lemme see that." He peers into the screen as I scroll down to the middle of the page. After reading the first paragraph on the screen, he raises his eyebrows and a smile plays on his lips.
"We are DEFINITELY doing that tonight!" he says, his voice filled with excitement as he points at the screen. I laugh at his enthusiasm and as I turn away from the computer. "So, have you ever written one of those?"
I nod, and blush in response.
"Really? I want to read it!"
"No way! It's embarrassing!" I object.
"Was it...like that one?" I blush again and cover my face. "It was?! You have to let me see it!"
"We'll talk about this later. For now, I want another back massage."
He stands behind me and massages my shoulders, while I read the rest of the story.
“So… Gonna miss me?” Brian asks, lazily tracing circles on my stomach.
I smile at him. “You know I will.”
“Not as much as I’ll miss you.” He rolls me underneath him and kisses my neck, slowly making his way down my body.
“You’re insatiable!” I giggle, squirming under his touch.
He smiles at me wickedly and moves even further down.
About seven hours later Nick and I pull up to his house. I stare up at it completely amazed. My mouth gapes open as I turn my head to gaze over the surrounding scenery. The landscape is incredible, and the beach is visible in the background. The sun is setting as Nick takes my hand and leads me to the backyard. We sit on a porch swing and gently rock back and forth watching the sky change colours. When the first stars appear Nick decides it is time to go in so I could start my…consequence. It doesn’t take long at all for us to get to his room and get our clothes off.
I crawl over to him and whisper in his ear while teasingly licking it, “Nick, I know I’m supposed to do whatever you want, but can I have just ten minutes of my own thing. I promise, honey, I won’t take long at all.”
He moans and nods in response. Reaching down into my discarded leather jacket, I reach for a pair of handcuffs.
“Just like you wanted,” I smile, seductively as he grins widely.
Chaining him to the bedposts I reach down to kiss his lips. He hungrily kisses me back as I move my lips down his body.
Suddenly an awful feeling sweeps through my body, and a deep sense of hurt and betrayal sets in my stomach. I can’t do this when I am supposed to be with Jay, but then again I AM with Nick. No, this is how I cheated on those other guys, and I gave that up. I had sworn to myself I had given it up. And Brian, he had been so proud of me for changing my ways. I can’t hurt either guy, but I’m not sure what to do. A flash of lightening strikes outside, and in this instant I get an amazing idea. This will be my revenge for his little prank. I start to lick him and kiss him, getting him as aroused and excited as possible. He’s groaning hard, and his face is lined with sweat. Smiling in satisfaction, I stand up and get dressed.
“What are you doing?” he asks his voice strained.
“I’m leaving. I thought that was pretty obvious.”
“Leaving? You can’t leave!”
“I’m getting my revenge from the night when you pulled that stupid joke on me. You do not fuck with Alicia Jordan.”
“Surprisingly enough, that’s ALL I seem to want to do right now! Please, you HAVE to finish what you started. Or at least undo my hands!”
I cross my arms over my chest and shake my head evilly.
“Oh come on, baby! I’m REALLY sorry! I’ll never do anything like that again, I swear! Just PLEASE get back over here. This hurts like hell, Ali. It’s NOT funny anymore. You have to finish what you started!”
He’s becoming frantic now, and I’m enjoying every minute. He pulls against the restraints until his wrists became red and he can’t take it anymore. His eyes start to water from the pain and he yells at me again.
“Please, I am BEGGING you! You’ve had your fun, Ali!”
I start to rethink my decision. I can’t stand seeing him like that, though it is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.
“Fine!” I give in, and he lets out a huge sigh.