Nick laughed at Taylor’s attempt to be bold. He knew that she was a softy and couldn’t take control like she could talk. "Yeah, sure, whatever Tay. Look, I’m not getting out of bed. Go out and have fun without me. Good night." He hung up the phone and laid back down underneath the warmth of his comforters.
Nick had dozed off for about an hour, but was awaked by the sound of a soft knock at his front door. He tried ignoring it, but the person knocked again. Groaning, Nick got out of his bed and went to the door. He swung the door open and his jaw dropped. Long blonde hair. Bright blue eyes. Pink, pouty lips. Ample chest. Curvaceous hips. Long legs. "Taylor. What are you doing here?" Without answering him, the 5 foot 10 bombshell walked through the door and walked straight into the foyer. Nick observed her outfit, a black mini skirt and a black pea coat that was tied tightly around her waist. Her hair was thrown back into a messy French twist. She wore black leather boots.
"I told you Nick. And you obviously are not ready. I’m surprised you even answered the door." "I didn’t want you to keep knocking." "No worries. You gave me a key, remember?" Nick’s eyes roamed her body, taking in every voluptuous curve. He got hard just looking at her. "See anything you like or are you just browsing?" Nick realized he was staring and snapped out of his daze. "What are you doing here?" "Well, I knew I couldn’t take you dancing with me, so I decided to carry out my other threat on you." Nick looked at her blankly. "You’ve forgotten already? Well then, I’ll just have to refresh your memory." Taylor slowly walked up to Nick and put a hand underneath his chin before pulling his face down to meet hers. She stared him in the eyes before capturing his mouth in a burning, passionate kiss. Nick kept his eyes closed, even after Taylor pulled away from him. She took his hands and started to lead him upstairs when Nick abruptly stopped her. He turned her around and pulled her in close for another fiery kiss. He put his hands upon her hips and pulled her so close they were practically one. Still kissing her, Nick led her to the plush, black leather couch. He carefully laid her down, getting on top of her, never once breaking his embrace with her. Taylor wrapped her arms around Nick’s neck and took in the feel of his petal soft lips against hers. She slowly pulled away, kissing his bottom lip.
"I never knew you could kiss like that Nick." "Neither did I." Nick kissed her again, this time moving his hands up her skirt, caressing her outer thighs. Taylor grabbed the ends of Nick’s shirt and slowly raised it up his torso, feeling the skin on his back as she did. The shirt came off and was tossed to the ground. She continued to rub her hands up and down his back, giving him goose-bumps. Nick skillfully untied her jacket and slipped it off of her body, revealing a black satin bra. He trailed a line of kisses down from her lips, over her chin, down her neck, across her chest and continuing down the top of her skirt. He continued to kiss every inch of skin as he slowly pulled down her skirt, inch by inch. When it was passed her hips, she slipped the rest of it off and kicked it away. Nick ran his hands over her stomach and the top of her matching black satin panties. He slid a finger underneath the waist band of her panties on each hip, very slowly bringing them down, but stopping after a few inches. He crawled back up to her face and kissed her deeply, letting his tongue intertwine with his.
Taylor bucked her hips up to Nick’s hips, aching to feel more of him. A low, aching moan escaped her lips as Nick slightly ground his hips against hers. He continued to do this, listening carefully to the sounds coming from deep inside of her. Just when she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore, Nick got up off of Taylor and looked down at her form. She looked up at him with a pleading look in her eyes. "Why’d you stop?" "To teach you." "I want you." "Next time, don’t threaten to molest me and we’ll see what happens."