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My hands wandered down his bare chest and went back to fussing with the fly on his jeans. “These need to go,” I said, laughing as my fingers fumbled with the button.
Nick chuckled and got the fly free and shucked them off with no problem. The bulge in his boxer briefs made my eyes go wide. I’d felt it through his jeans on a couple of occasions and had lots of wandering thoughts of what it might be like, but as I dipped my hand into the soft cotton and stroked the whole length of his thick cock I swore again under my breath.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he growled against my ear before running his tongue along the edge. He nibbled on my lobe before teasing me with the tip of his cock.
Nick paused to retrieve a condom from his bedside table and once he was suited up, he sat down on the bed, braced against the pile of pillows at the head of the bed. He tugged my hand and I crawled to him and straddled his narrow hips. He swore as I lowered onto him and I bit back a groan of pleasure and pain as I rocked onto his dick. He filled me completely and I moaned at the pressure of his thick cock stretching me. I rolled my hips as Nick’s fingertips went to my breast to tease and torture my hard nipples. The added layer of sensations rocked my body and dropped my head back, giving him full access.
His dick was amazing. Hard, yet velvety and oh so sweet. I was full. My pussy. My heart. My head. Full of this man and I didn’t want to let go.
With each rock, the pressure built inside me until I was clinging to him tightly again. Nick took over the motion, grabbing my hips until his fingers pressed into my skin and pulled me hard against him. My breasts pressed against the hard planes of his chest and each thrust made them bounce against his chest and teased the hard buds.
“Yeah, like that, baby,” Nick said, his cock getting thick and ready to release inside me. “Say my name.”
I moaned into his shoulder and rocked onto him a final time. He dug his fingers into my hips even harder as he came and I knew I’d likely have bruises the next day. Not that I’d care. They’d been more than worth it.
“Damn, Carly,” he panted. I laughed as he struggled to regain control.
“Better than you thought?” I asked, a glimmer of teasing in the question.
He pulled back so he could look into my eyes. “So much.”
24
Carly
* * *
“So, how was Mr. Williams?” Alesha teased over breakfast the following day.
My cheeks flushed at the question, realizing that she must have noted the late hour I arrived home. “I was out with—”
“Nick,” she interjected, smiling at me from her place across the kitchen table.
“What? How did you…?”
“We might not see each other all that often, Carly, but I’m your sister. I know when you’re lying.”
“Oh.” I looked down into my bowl of oats and stirred a swirl of cinnamon through the bland contents. “Sorry I lied to you.”
Alesha shrugged. “Don’t be. I get it. But, just so you know, I’m happy for you. Both of you. He’s a good guy. Hang onto him.”
Her sage advice surprised me. “I think I just might.”
Alesha smiled and spooned her oats into her mouth. Since finding out about the baby, she’d been eating three square meals a day and snacking a lot more. I couldn’t figure out why I hadn’t noticed she wasn’t eating normally before being told by a doctor. I should have been keeping closer tabs on her. I’d been so wrapped up in keeping her out of trouble that I hadn’t even seen the signs that she wasn’t taking care of herself properly.
“Thanks, Leash. Your support really does mean a lot to me.” I reached across the table and brushed the back of her hand. “I want you to know that I’m here to help you in any way that I can with everything going on.”
Alesha nodded down into her bowl, sniffling slightly.
“Hey, it’s okay,” I said softly. “I promise.”
Her eyes were rimmed with fresh tears as she brought them back to mine. “I just don’t know what to tell Dad. I know we have to…but…”
My heart squeezed. I wished I could tell her Dad would take it in stride and help her figure everything out. I knew he’d come around eventually. But I couldn’t predict how he’d react to the news in the first place. It was incredibly complicated since he was on a different continent. Alesha’s pregnancy—his impending grandparenthood—wasn’t exactly something to announce over the phone, but we didn’t have a choice. If we waited until Dad and Kelli were back stateside, Alesha’d be halfway through her pregnancy and I figured it would be an even worse way to let them in on the news. At least telling them now would give them some time to adjust before being back home again.
