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Nicholas’s face turned like a pale white, and I wished that I hadn’t said it like that. He seemed to take it all very personally, like it was his fault that something had happened. He blamed himself now, even though it wasn’t his fault. I had been trying to make him jealous, I suppose. The guy had asked me to dance, and he seemed nice enough. I caught the look that Nicholas gave me, so then I had to. I liked the way he looked so mad. I needed all of his attention and I’d gotten it. I’d gotten more than I figured I would.
“Why didn’t you come home?” Ashton wanted to know. He wasn’t going to let it go, so I told him that it was something that I had to do myself.
“I am a grown woman, and I don’t need someone around to save me.” I paused for a moment, the night before in question and said, “Well, not usually.”
He scoffed and said that he was my older brother.
“Well, Ashton, I need some sleep, okay? This is not really a good time for you to pretend you are the protective big brother.”
Ashton was offended and I knew that he was likely thinking that I’d never let him be that. I didn’t want him to be the big brother role before, and I certainly didn’t want him to be that way now that I was a grown-ass woman. The time for that was done.
Nicholas asked me if I wanted him to stay or not, and I assured him that I did. Just because my brother was being a jerk, didn't mean anything about what was going on between us. I wanted Nicholas to stay, and he said that he would. I could see the look that my brother gave him, but Nicholas didn’t seem to be bothered by it all that much. He laid back down with me, and Ashton left with a loud sound of displeasure.
“Did you have to do that?”
Nicholas agreed that he did, and I could tell that he was enjoying it a bit too much. “Yes.”
“Why?”
He shrugged and pulled me in close so that I could feel his hard length pressed up against my ass. “Just to mess with him, I guess. It’s fun, isn’t it?”
I made a sound of desire when he pushed up against me like that. I was amazed at how good he felt, and I tried my best to say something more. I needed him. Couldn’t he see that?
He pulled me up against him, his strong forearm all the way across my chest. I gasped at the way he felt, smashing up against me and teasing me with his need. He was rubbing against my desire with his own, and it wasn’t long before I felt wetness between my legs. Just him pressing up against me was almost enough to send me over the edge. I wanted the pleasure that came with his touch, and I tried my best to hurry things along. I didn’t know how that was going to work out, but I was certainly willing to give it a go.
“Are you trying to mess with me too?” I asked him with a hitch to my voice. His hips were incessantly moving and each time they ground down on me, I was left to whimper and whine. I didn’t know how I felt about the sounds of desperation that he made for me.
Nicholas disagreed, even though his hand had moved down to the space between my legs. I really wanted that to happen, and I opened my legs to his touch. I couldn’t believe what he was doing, but it wasn’t the first time that he had touched me so intimately there. We’d almost done it several times, but I wasn’t worried about the gravity of the situation. Instead, I was worried about how I felt and the need that came over me in seconds with his touch. He really had my body on fire.
“How am I doing?” Nicholas whispered huskily in my ear. I could feel the tone and the soft words inquiring. I shivered.
It took me a minute to realize what he was talking about. My mind was on the place he touched me with his desires. I couldn’t help the sound of need that kept escaping from my lips. Every push of his hips sent me closer to the edge. “What are you trying to do?”
Nicholas chuckled and the sound made me tremble. “I want to make you feel good.”
I exploded from his touch, his other hand silencing my call of pleasure. He was everywhere that I needed him to be and then more. His mouth went to my neck, sucking and biting at just the right time. Nicholas was not like me; he was experienced and really knew how to please a woman. I sat there jerking and tingling from his expertise. I had never felt so good in all of my life.
The next thing I wanted was more, more of his need and his touch. I wanted to finally see what it would be like to be with him in all ways. I wanted to finally find out. I felt like I’d waited all this time for him. I was ready to finally see.
Nicholas had other plans though. Once I settled down, he let me go and told me to go to sleep. I whimpered as his touch was gone. I felt it leave me so alone.
“I can’t,” I protested.
“Well, settle down or I’m leaving. There is only so much I can take without ravishing you.”
I started to tell him that I wanted him, but the way he said it, he sounded tired, like he was battling something. Maybe it was best that I listened and went back to sleep. I didn’t like being told what to do, but just this once, I thought that maybe it would be okay.
The next time that I woke up, I did so alone. I couldn't say that I saw it coming. Nicholas was probably going to stay as far away from me as he could. I didn't know why he had freaked out so badly. I just wanted the two of us to have some fun. He acted like it was going to push it too much to have the kind of fun I wanted to have. Not that he didn't want me and then he touched me in just the right way, but I was confused. Why was he fighting something that we both wanted so much?
When I finally got up out of the bed, both he and Ashton were out of the house. I saw Ashley almost immediately, and she was in the kitchen asking me if I needed anything.
“Why are you being so nice?” I asked.
Ashley shrugged. “Probably because you were just roofied by some rando guy. I shouldn’t have said something about us going to the French quarters. I knew that it wasn't going to be anything good. I was just feeling weird because of Ashton getting engaged. I shouldn’t have dragged you into it.”
I told her that it was fine but that wasn't true at all. I couldn't believe how bad the night had turned out. It wasn’t her fault, but I wished that we had both listened to Nicholas and found somewhere else to go.
I sat down and she got me some coffee, which I certainly wasn't going to turn down. We had a lot to talk about. Specifically, I wanted to know what was going on with her and Ashton and why she was acting so strange. He wasn't dying, and that was a good thing. He was just getting married. So why did she still act so slap-faced like he was leaving this world or something? It didn't make any sense and when I asked her about it, she just shrugged. “It is just the end of the Ash twins.” Ashley said it so sadly.
