Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day

CHAPTER 61:  NICK

“Is he asleep?” Nick closed his computer. Tonight had gone well. Sarah and Annie had gotten along and Kyle was great. However, it’d caused a whole lot of thinking on his part.

“Yeah.” Sarah sat on the couch next to him, curling against his side.

His cock began to stiffen, but he put his arm around her, content to just hold her for a while.

“Sweetie and Tank are in there with him.” Her hand skimmed up and down his thigh.

“Are they?” Apparently, she wasn’t in the mood to just be held and that worked for him too.

“Yep.” Her hand trailed over his cock, whisper soft and fleeting.

“Will Tank stay there all night?” He captured her hand, pressing her fingers against his hardening dick.

“Don’t know. I closed the door most of the way and both dogs are in bed with him.” She pulled her hand out from under his and stood. “I think as long as Sweetie stays in there, Tank will too.”

“Did you want to watch TV or something?” He kept a straight face at her look of surprise but it wasn’t easy.

“Or something.”

“What did you have in mind?”

She leaned down, giving him an eyeful of her cleavage as her lips brushed against his ear. “I want to suck your cock until you come in my mouth.”

He was hard before but now he’d have a problem walking. “If your nephew wasn’t in the other room, I’d have you on your knees right now.”

“If Kyle wasn’t in the other room, I’d have your dick in my mouth.” She turned and walked into the bedroom, her hips swaying with promise.

He hurried after her, closing and locking the door behind him. “Take off your clothes. I want you naked while I fuck your mouth.”

She pulled off her shirt, dropping it to the floor. She shimmied out of her pants. “You sure you don’t want me to keep this on?” She touched her breast through the white lace bra.

He could see her nipples, the little pink nubs poking through the lace. The blow job was going to wait. He had to taste her. He moved forward, grabbing her around the waist and holding her in place while he took a nipple in his mouth, sucking her through the cloth and rubbing the wet lace across the sensitive nub.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close. His other hand trailed down to her pussy.

She grabbed his wrist, stopping him. “I started my period today.”

“So.” He moved to her other breast, teasing the nipple with his teeth and then stopped. “Sorry.” He took a step back. “If you don’t want to…I get it. Are you cramping?”

“No. I mean, I was but I took some Tylenol. I’m fine.”

“Good.” He grabbed her and tossed her on the bed.

She laughed and started to sit up as he pounced on her, settling between her legs.

“Now, where were we? Oh, that’s right.” He lowered his mouth to her breasts again and her hands went to his hair, but instead of pulling him to her, she tugged keeping him away from his luscious prize. “You can suck my dick later. Actually, I’ll insist, but right now, I need to worship these.” He unhooked her bra and yanked it off, freeing her soft mounds.

“You still want to…you know?”

He raised his head. “What? Fuck?”

She nodded.

“Of course. Shit. Sorry. I’m really trying not to be so…pushy. Don’t you want to? I mean, it’s okay if you’re not in the mood. We can just sleep.” He rolled off her. He couldn’t believe he was going to say this. “You don’t even have to give me a blow job. I can go without sex for a week.” He didn’t want to. It’d been hard enough without her around but sleeping by her every night and being with her most of the day and not fucking her would make him a blithering mess of a man but he’d survive somehow.

“Not in the mood? Of course, I’m in the mood.” She sat up. “But you don’t mind the mess?”

“Sarah, I’ll fuck you any way you’ll let me—hard, fast, slow, messy, clean, kinky, or straight.” He sat up, his hand caressing her cheek. “I don’t care about your period, but don’t do this because you think I have to have sex. I love making love to you but we can wait if you’re not in the mood when you’re ragging.”

“Really?”

Fuck, it was going to be a hell of a week. “Yes.” He kissed her. It was gentle without heat, only caring.

“Thank God.”

Damn, she didn’t need to be so happy about abstaining.

“I’m always so horny when I’m on my period. Crazy horny.” She hopped out of bed. “These are old sheets, but let me grab a towel.” She hurried into the bathroom.

Crazy horny? Did that mean extra horny? She was the horniest woman he’d ever met. He was right. It was going to be a long week—a gloriously long week of fucking. She came back carrying an old navy towel. He shoved the covers out of the way and helped her stretch it out on the bed.

She crawled up by him. “Now, let’s get these off.” Her hands went to his pants.

He lifted letting her tug his pants down. She straddled his legs, and leaned forward, kissing his chest and working her way down his body.

Her tits swayed as she moved and then she blew across the tip of his dick. His body tightened as she grasped him, stroking his length. “Needs some wetness.”

He needed that mouth on him. His balls tightened as her tongue came out, licking all around the top and then up and down his shaft. “Put me in your mouth.” His hands tangled in her hair.

She breathed on his dick and kissed it but kept her lips together. He tried not to, but he couldn’t stop from pushing her head down.

“What do you want, Nick?”

“Suck me. Open that gorgeous mouth of yours and let me fuck your face.”

“You get points for being specific.” She grinned.

He groaned as she took him in her mouth, sucking and flicking his dick with her tongue. His hips thrust upward as she bobbed down, her breasts swaying and her nipples hard with her excitement.

“Fuck. That feels good.” He pushed her down more as she sucked, her one hand stroking him as her other cupped his balls. He was close, his body tensing. He tugged on her hair. “Enough.” He groaned as she sucked harder. She was going to make him come in her mouth. He didn’t want that. Tonight, he wanted to be buried deep in her body. He grabbed her face and pulled away. She let him slide from her lips.

He rolled over, pinning her beneath him as he yanked off her panties. “Tampon?”

“Yes.” She reached between her legs, but he stopped her hand.

Her eyes widened as he pulled gently on the cord that hung from her pussy.

“Nick…” Her voice was unsure.

“There’s nothing we shouldn’t know about each other. Nothing bad about anything between us. Nothing dirty or taboo.” He tugged and slowly pulled the tampon out of her.

He tossed it in the trash by the side of the bed and reached for a condom from the nightstand, but there was nothing there. “Where’d they go?”

“In the drawer.” Her hands were busy stroking his side and hip. “I didn’t want Kyle to come in and see them.”

He bent, opened the drawer and grabbed a condom, rolling it down his length. He shifted so he was over her again and took her hand, wrapping it around his cock as he lowered himself to her. “Put me inside you.”

He braced himself on his elbows, letting her guide him to her opening. She rocked her hips, rubbing his dick against her clit and moaning.

“I love the sounds you make. It makes me so fucking hot for you.” He kissed her hard, his tongue tangling with hers but more of him needed to be inside her—deep inside her. “I need you.”

She gasped, her body clenching around him, holding him tight.

“You feel so good.” He rocked into her in long, slow strokes. In and out. Over and over. “Every time, you feel better...and better.” His pace increased. One day, he was going to spend hours fucking her, but not tonight. Tonight he needed to feel her clenching around him, needed to know that she was his. That this life was his—him and her together.

“Oh, Nick. Faster.” She rocked against him, clasping onto him as he withdrew. She wrapped her legs around him using her heels to help him fuck her harder.

She was close. He could feel her body tensing and her breath was coming in short pants. He reached between them and flicked her clit as he captured her mouth, stifling her scream. Her muscles squeezed his cock. He wouldn’t last long. He pulled out and held her hips, keeping her still, as he shoved back into to her. She was even tighter than before, spasming in release. His back straightened and his body thrust over and over, lost to his climax. He dropped onto her, unable to move.

Her hands ran up and down his spine. After several moments he rolled off her pulling her to his side.

“Nick?”

“Hmm.” He was beyond words.

“I...Tonight was fun.”

“Yeah.” He kissed the top of her head. “Kyle’s a great kid.”

“Yeah. He is. Thank you for taking him to baseball practice.”

“You’re welcome. How did your appointment go?”

“Fine.” She rolled away from him and got out of bed.

“Where are you going?”

“To get a tampon. I don’t want to bleed all over the bed.” Her cheeks flushed as she hurried into the bathroom.

He started to roll up the towel, but decided against it. They’d have sex at least one more time before morning. He stretched out. He’d been pissed and disappointed that she hadn’t wanted to go to baseball practice with them. It was a family-like thing to do and he’d wanted her with him. He needed to show her that he’d be a great partner, not only in bed, but in her life.

She’d made some lame excuse about having an appointment. It was possible. Her business wasn’t a normal nine-to-five organization but she’d been having a lot of appointments lately. She never talked to him about them or anything else. He’d brought up his work and offered to help her with hers on several occasions, but she’d always refused or sidetracked him with sex. It ate at him that her ex was her business partner which meant she may be seeing him at these appointments. He forced the stab of jealousy aside. He trusted her. He had to. He only wished she’d trust him.

She came back into the room and crawled in bed. “I’ve been thinking about what you said…in the Interview and last night.”

“Yeah.” He pulled her closer afraid she was going to try and escape, run away from him.

“Have you ever…”

He waited but she remained silent. “Had a kid?”

She nodded, her cheek rubbing against his chest.

“No.”

“Abortions?”

“No. I’ve never gotten any woman pregnant.” Not that he was aware of anyway.

“Did you mean it when you said that you’d want to be a part of your child’s life?”

“Yes.” God, yes.

“What about what you said in the Interview?”

“Shit, Sarah.” He’d thought he’d explained this but obviously he hadn’t. “I was an ass. I already admitted that. I probably meant what I said at the time. I know I would’ve supported them, and I hope, if that had ever happened I would’ve wanted to be part of the kid’s life but…I don’t know if I would’ve then.”

“But now, a few months later, you’re different?” By her tone, she didn’t believe him.

“Yeah. If you get pregnant, there is nothing, not even you, that will keep me away from our kid.” His hand moved to her stomach and for one second he imagined her belly round with his child.

“What if I wanted an abortion?” She leaned up, watching him.

His eyes snapped to her face. “No. I mean, we’d need to talk about it, but I’d do everything I could to talk you into carrying our child.” He glanced away from her. “If you didn’t want to be a part of our lives, I guess I couldn’t force you.” Although, he’d try.

She touched his cheek. “I’d never not be a part of my child’s life.”

He didn’t like how she’d said my child and not our child.

“I think you’ll make a good dad one day.” She leaned forward and kissed him.

This was dangerous ground for her and that meant for him too. “You really think so?”

“Yeah.” Her hand rubbed circles on his chest.

“Thanks. You’ll be an excellent mother.” Hopefully, his kid’s mother.