Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 30: NICK
Nick waited in his driveway for Sarah. What the fuck had he gotten himself into? He’d known she had some issues with her past but not willing to leave the dog…That was crazy. She pulled her car into his driveway and got out. The blood immediately rushed to his groin. It didn’t matter how nuts she was. He wanted her.
She walked toward him, her sweats clinging to her hips and those long legs. He couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around him.
He held the door for her. She smiled shyly at him as she stepped inside his home. This time he wasn’t carrying her. This time she was completely sober and he had her for six weeks.
He closed the door and locked it. She stood with her back to him, her hands fidgeting at her sides. He loved that she was nervous. It was only fair because his heart still beat an erratic rhythm when he was around her.
She turned—her green eyes bright with excitement. “We don’t have long…”
That was all it took to snap him into action. He grabbed her face and kissed her with all the pent up desire from when he’d woke that morning. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.
“I need you now.” His hands skimmed along the waistband of her pants, waiting for her consent.
“Yes.” She nipped his ear and he growled as he shoved her pants and underwear down.
She kicked them and her shoes off and he lifted her as he turned, bracing her between the door and his body. She reached between them, her long fingers grasping his dick through his pants.
“Fuck, Sarah.” Thank the lord she liked it hard and fast.
“Fuck me, Nick.” She unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them, her hand sliding inside and wrapping around his cock.
“I want to taste you.” He needed to slow it down—savor the moment.
She stuck her tongue in his ear and he almost roared. Savoring was over. He pulled his wallet out, fumbling with it as he dug for one of the condoms he’d put in there before leaving his house. She stroked him and kissed his neck, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. He grabbed the foil packet, dropped his wallet and tore the package open with his teeth.
He pushed her hand away as he rolled it down his length. “Now.”
“Now,” she said, grabbing his dick and positioning him at her opening.
He didn’t even check to see if she were wet and ready for him. He couldn’t wait. He shoved into her in one long push. She gasped and he hissed through his teeth.
“You…feel…so good.” He didn’t move. He just stayed there wrapped inside her heat.
“Nick,” she whispered.
He shoved her shirt up, pushing her bra with it and bent, running his tongue over her nipple. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him close.
“Please, Nick.”
“What do you want?” He flicked her nipple with his tongue as his other hand wrapped in her hair, pulling back her head. “Look at me and tell me what you want.”
She opened her heavy lidded eyes. “Fuck me. Please.”
“Is that all?” He rocked his hips as his other hand pinched her nipple.
“Yes…oh…no.”
“Say it. Say my name. Tell me what you want me to do to you.” He needed her to admit she wanted him to do these things, not just someone with a dick.
“Kiss my breasts.”
“Who?”
“You.” She gave him a confused look.
“Say my name.” He yanked on her hair.
“Nick, suck my tits as you fuck me. Please.”
He didn’t even hesitate. His head dropped and he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking and teasing with his teeth and tongue as he thrust into her, reveling in her whimpers of need as he withdrew and her moans of pleasure as he pushed forward filling her. Her legs tightened around his waist, her feet pushing against his ass.
“Harder, Nick. Please.”
“Later, babe.” He was enjoying the sensation of being inside her too much to rush it. That’d come later but right now, he moved in and out, over and over, slow and steady.
She was scratching at his back, her feet pushing on him and her pussy clamping down, trying to keep him inside of her.
“Please, Nick. I don’t want to wait. I’m so close.”
He kissed his way up her neck. “Not yet.”
“Now, Nick. Now.” She turned her head and stuck her tongue in his ear again, sending him sailing past pleasure into rut.
“Fuck, Sarah.” His fist tightened in her hair and he fucked her faster and harder.
Their bodies slammed against the door, her nails dug into his shoulders and her pussy tightened around his cock like a vise as she shook with her orgasm. He buried his face in her neck as he shoved into her one more time before his body shook with his release.
