Nick rolled his eyes, "I already told you, I don't want to. Get AJ to dance with you."
Mandy glared at him, "God, what is your problem tonight?"
"I don't want to be here, I've said that about a thousand times. We've been out every night this week. I'm tired of being social. I just want to go home and play with the dogs."
"Fine, then go." she replied, eyes flashing angrily.
"Thank you." Nick said as he turned and walked off, heading for the door as quickly as possible. He jumped into the Durango and drove off, no particular destination in mind, he just wanted to get away from her. She liked to be out, being seen, all the time, and he didn't like it. Sometimes all he wanted was to be at home, or just... in someone else's company.
He drove aimlessly for nearly an hour, and he heard his cell phone ring. He reached for it, mumbling, "If that's even Mandy..." He flipped the phone on and growled, "Hello?"
"Oh! I'm sorry... bad time to call?" the voice on the other end of the line stammered.
"Michelle?" Nick asked, shocked.
"Yeah... I'm sorry, I can call another time..."
"No, this is the perfect time." he smiled. "What are you doing tonight?"
"Tonight? Um, hanging out with myself... unless you have a better idea." Michelle replied, nervously twisting her hair around her finger.
"Yeah, I do. You and I are going out. Get ready and I'll come by and pick you up. Thirty minutes good?" Nick's mood had changed considerably already, the thought of spending time with her had made him happier. He hadn't gotten to do anything with her in so long, Mandy had made sure of that.
"Sounds great to me. Remember where I live?" Michelle giggled. It seemed like it had been forever since he'd been over, even though his visits used to be a fairly regular occurance.
"Of course I remember. I'll see you in thirty." He hung up, smirking. This was going to be a good night after all.
Michelle hung up the phone and ran to her closet, trying to find something that would get Nick's attention, and hopefully keep it for as long as possible.
******
"What's a sexy thing like you doing all by yourself?"
Mandy whirled around to see Jayson, a mutual friend of her and Nick, standing there smiling. Someone to give her attention, and she would gladly take it.
"He left me! He just got all pissed off for NO reason, and just left!" she pouted.
Jayson slipped his arm around her waist. "What's that about? If you were my girl, I wouldn't let you out of my sight for a second."
Mandy flashed her sexiest smile at him. "Will you dance with me Jayson?"
"I'd be crazy to turn down an invitation like that." He said, and lead her to the center of the dance floor, holding her close to him.
Mandy grinned smugly. 'Don't want Nick anyway.' she thought as she began grinding her body against Jayson's.
*****
Twenty minutes after his call, Michelle stood in front of her mirror, checking her outfit again. Staring back at her was a woman in a short, black leather miniskirt and a white tank top. Completing the look was black knee-high leather boots and a leather jacket. Her hair was curled and piled in a messy bun on top of her head with wispy tendrils framing her face. She looked good and she knew it. She just hoped that Nick would notice and that they could rekindle their friendship from before.
The doorbell rang, she looked at the clock, and smiled to herself. He was five minutes late, just like old times. She ran downstairs, and stopped short of the door. She composed herself, smoothed her skirt, and reached for the doorknob. She took a deep breath, and opened the door. Standing there, casually leaning on the doorjamb was Nick.
He grinned lazily at her, and she smiled back at him. "Hi Nick, do you want to come in before we head out?" She asked.
"Nah, I don't need too. Are you ready to go? I thought we might hit one of my friends' party, not the one that I just came from though. But if there's something else you would rather do, tell me. Is there?" Nick asked.
"No, the party sounds good. Actually, anywhere sounds good if it's not home by myself. And being with you is a definite added bonus," she said. The last part was said so low that Nick had to lean in to hear her. He caught a whiff of her perfume, and he inhaled the sweet smell of her. It brought back memories of her 16th birthday, when he bought her favorite perfume as her present. He couldn't believe that he remembered that, but he couldn't place the scent.
"Is that perfume the same as the one that I bought you for your 16th birthday?"
Michelle's head whipped up to meet his gaze, and she stared dumbfoundedly at him. "You mean, that you actually remember that? I forgot all about that, and I KNOW how bad your memory is," she said.
"Hey, I remember the good stuff. It may not all be that important, but I remember it. You get a card from me every year, don't you?"
She turned around to lock the door behind her, and then they started to move towards the Durango. All the while, he had his hand on the small of her back. He helped her up into the passenger seat, and then came around to the driver's side. He hopped into the truck, and started up the engine. He backed out of the drive, and they were on their way.
"To answer your question, yes it's the same perfume as back then. I still love it. I count on getting new bottles of it every birthday, thanks to you. I'm sure my parents just love you for that one," she teased him.
"Well, I'll help them out on that one. I promise I'll pick up the slack, and I'll by that for you every birthday. Just like old times. How have you been?"
They chatted amiably for the entire trip across town to the party. As Nick was looking for a place to park, he noticed a few familiar looking cars. He could have sworn that he saw Jayson's car, but he quickly passed it off.
He found a place to park, and they headed in to the party. It was full swing by the time that they had arrived, and it didn't look like it was going to slow down anytime soon.
They walked in the house, and they were immediately greeted by tons of faces. Nick was genuinely happy for once, and he knew that it was because of the company he was keeping this time around. Not once did his mind drift to his former bitchy date, and he was completely entranced by the beauty on his arm. She looked so hot smiling up at him, and it was all he could do to not kiss that cute, little upturned nose of hers. She seemed to read the message in his eyes, and her eyes widened. She quickly averted her eyes back to their company, and he noticed her taking a deep breath.
Nick scanned the room, and his eyes fell on a couple dirty dancing on the dance floor, being the center of attention. There was a circle formed around them, and as the girl was turned to face him unconsciously, he realized it was her. Mandy. With Jayson. And they looked VERY into what they were doing. Which relieved him of the small amount of guilt he'd been feeling about what he was wanting to do with Michelle.
"Hey, Michelle, ya know what... I think I'd rather be somewhere else. That okay with you?" Nick asked, unable to take his eyes off Mandy and Jayson, practically fucking in front of a room full of people. And he realized, it didn't bother him. He wasn't even jealous.
"Yeah, that's cool." she said, catching sight of what Nick was looking at. "You want to go back to my place? No crowd..."
"Sounds great." he smiled at her, slipped his arm back through hers and walked back out the door. Nick opened the door to the truck and helped Michelle in, grinning as he watched the curve of her ass in the tight little skirt as she slid onto the seat. As they drove back to her house, Nick decided to test the water, see what her situation was. "You have a boyfriend now, Michelle?"
"Nah. I was sort of seeing someone a couple months ago, and he broke my heart, so I decided to give the meaningful relationship thing a rest, and just have fun..."
"What kind of jerk would hurt you?" Nick asked, scowling.
"I guess he just didn't appreciate my infinite charm or something." she giggled.
Nick smiled, he remembered why he loved spending time with her, she was fun, smart, sarcastic in witty way, and god, she was beautiful. "Well, he was an idiot then."
"You know, I've really missed you Nick." Michelle said quietly, wondering why it was that they never saw each other any more.
"Yeah, I'm realizing that, too. We should do something about that." He reached over and grabbed her hand, holding it in his.
"I agree." she smiled into the darkness and gently squeezed his hand.
He pulled into her driveway, quickly jumping out of the truck to open the door for her and help her out. He watched her as she searched through her purse for her keys, loving the slight look of aggrevation flickering across her face as she was unsuccessful. She cursed under her breath and finally located them, fumbling for the lock under the darkness of the overhang.
She pushed the door open, flipping on the lights, revealing the familiar set up of the room to Nick. All sorts of memories came flooding back to him, nights they'd spent watching movies and eating pizza, talking for hours about everything. How was it that he'd gotten away from her? Oh, yeah. Mandy. 'Forget about her! Have a good time man, don't worry about the witch', he thought.
"Make yourself comfortable, Nick. If we're not going out, I'm just gonna change into something else, that cool?"
"Yeah. You look hot in that, though." he gave her that sexy half-grin that had made her heart skip a beat for as long as she could remember.
"Thanks" she blushed and turned to go to her bedroom.
Nick watched as she walked down the hall, the curves of her body, the way her hips swayed as she moved. She'd changed alot in the months they hadn't been hanging out, he didn't remember her being this sexy. He felt a shiver run through his body, he wanted her.
Michelle padded back into the room, barefoot, wearing baby blue drawstring pajama pants and a tiny white baby t-shirt, hair still back in the bun. "Okay, I feel more like me now."
Nick looked up and had to make a conscious effort to make sure his jaw didn't fall open, she looked even better now, casual, and begging to be touched.
He sat on the couch, and she moved to the back of him. He had discarded his jacket when he walked in the house, and Michelle's tiny hands found themselves gripping his shoulders. She remembered how much he enjoyed her shoulder rubs, and she felt his muscles give under her ministrations. As she focused on one side, his head lolled to the opposite side in surrender. She heard a slight moan escape his mouth, and she took that as a compliment. Whenever he got stressed or upset about anything, he tensed up and it took quite a bit to relax him. She saw his reaction to seeing his "girlfriend" on the dance floor with another man, and she knew that it had upset him a bit more than he was willing to accept. He wouldn't admit it to himself or anyone else, but she knew him better than he thought.
"Are you feeling any better? I thought you might enjoy this, like you used to," she asked.
"Oh yeah, this is definitely what the doctor ordered. Your hands are like magic, you've really got the touch."
She smiled secretly to herself, and she dug in harder on his muscles. He leaned forward to let her reach his lower back easier. He looked uncomfortable, but he wasn't about to let her stop what she was doing.
"Nick? Do you want to lay down? If you do, you'll be a lot more comfortable and I'll be able to reach you a lot better," she questioned.
He didn't verbally answer her, but instead he pulled his shirt over his head and stretched out on the couch like a cat.
She watched the play of his back muscles as he pulled the shirt off and as he moved. Her mouth was wide open, and she just had to stare. She was out of it for a bit, and Nick's voice brought her out of her daze.
"Michelle? You okay back there? I'm ready for the rest," he said.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry, I zoned out there for a bit. I, umm, was remembering back to when I used to give you back rubs all the time." Yeah, that's it. Don't tell him that you think his back is so sexy, you could do really naughty things to him. Geez, Michelle, what are you thinking? This is Nick we are thinking about, she told herself.
"Oh yeah. Those were some really good memories. You always gave the best back rubs. Now get to it!" Nick teased her, as he lay his head back down on his arm.
Michelle hiked her leg up and straddled his lower back. Nick groaned as she sat down on his ass, and he silently thanked God that he was laying facedown. She went to work on all of his back muscles, and he sighed contently.
Everytime she would move lower, she would have to scoot back. She ended up laying on his upper thighs, leaning over his ass. As she worked his muscles harder, she had to get more leverage, so she would press down against him. He could feel her breasts pressed against his ass, and he couldn't believe his reaction to her. The innocent way that she was working on him was such a turn-on, he had a feeling that she had no idea what she was doing to him.
She slapped his bare back playfully to signal that she was finished. Nick moaned and whined, practically begging her not to finish. She sat up, but didn't get up off of him. She yawned, and he could feel her stretching behind him.
He took his opportunity to take her by surprise, and he flipped over. He intended the action to knock her off of him, but somehow she managed to stay on the couch. Their position ended up as her on his lower lap, straddling him, with her hands clutching his chest for support. She had pitched forward, and her hair was now framing his face. Because he had startled her, she was breathing hard and he could feel her breath fanning his face.
She looked down at him, staring straight into his eyes and seeing something there she knew she'd never seen before. She felt his hands sliding over her hips, and then around her waist, meeting in the middle of her back, and gently pressing down on her, bringing her face closer to his.
Nick lifted his head just enough to softly press his lips against hers. Michelle was stunned, and her first reaction was to pull away from him, but quickly realized she didn't mind this sudden move at all. In fact, she was rather enjoying it, and found herself kissing him back.
When she didn't make him stop, Nick figured that was a good sign that she was okay with this and began to kiss her with greater passion, sliding his tongue into her mouth and gliding it gently over hers, as his hands began to make their way up under her shirt. Michelle sat up, breaking the kiss, and Nick feared he'd done something wrong. She got off the couch, and held her hand out to him. He got up, took her hand and followed her, immediately aware that they were heading to her bedroom.
Michelle wasn't really sure what she was thinking, this was Nick for god's sake! Although, this wasn't completely the Nick she used to spend time with- that was cute goofy little boy Nick. And somehow he'd turned into muscular, sexy as hell Nick. She wrapped her arms around his waist and stood up on her tiptoes, her chest sliding against his as she moved up, and kissed him again, deeply, her tongue dancing playfully with his.
Nick lifted her up, her feet off the floor and carried her the few steps to her bed, and lay her down carefully. He couldn't believe that it had taken him this long to see the beautiful girl looking back at him as more than just a friend. He crawled up her body, stopping level with her waist and slipped his hands up under her shirt again, this time bringing the clingy white material with him.
His warm hands against her skin was making Michelle dizzy, she wanted to have him, more so than she could ever remember desiring someone before. She quickly sat up, allowing him to pull the shirt up over her head. Before laying back down, she reached behind her and deftly unhooked her bra sliding it off and tossing it aside.
Nick watched her lay down again, barely able to wait to get his hands on her. He positioned himself over her, straddling her legs, and leaned down to kiss her again. He felt her hands skimming over his back again, softer, more sensually than when she was massaging him.
His hands cradled her face, and he planted tiny kisses on her cheeks. Before he went any further he had to make sure that they both wanted this as much as he thought they did.
"Are you sure about this? 'Cause I know I do, but if you don't wanna, we don't have to," he softly asked her.
She bit her lip, and locked her eyes with his. Instead of answering him, she just nodded. He took the initiative and passionately kissed her. She arched her neck, and he deepened the kiss. Slipping his tongue in her mouth, he greedily tasted her. She tasted so sweet, so innocent, and he couldn't quite believe that he was here with her like this.
His hands gently massaged her breasts as his mouth moved lower to suck on her collarbone. Her breasts fit perfectly in his hands, and he rolled her nipples between his fingers. She must have liked that because her back arched off the bed below him, and she let out a loud moan. Her arms were spread out on the bed beside her, and her hands clutched at the sheets as she lost control. "If she reacts like this to me touching her breasts, I wonder what she's gonna do when I touch her lower?" Nick thought to himself.
He decided to find out the answer, and he scooted back on the bed between her legs. Michelle sensed what he was doing, and she suddenly sat up. Nick's head shot up, and he quizzically stared at her. She shook her head, and she drew her legs up to her chest.
"What's wrong? What did I do?" Nick asked her.
"No, nothing's wrong. I just knew what you were doing, and I wanted to do something first. I never actually got a say in what I did before, but I thought maybe I could try something. Is that okay, if it isn't, then we can do what you want to do," she said, shyly looking anywhere other than him.
"Baby, whatever you want to do, is alright with me. Do with me what you will."
Michelle took over and moved around on the bed. She turned him around, and he was now at the head of the bed. She pushed him back, and he fell back on the pillows. He brought his hands up behind his head, to set his head up higher so that he could watch what she was going to do.
She parted his legs slightly, and deftly unbuttoned his black jeans. Before she went any further, she just stared at him, drinking in the sight of him, laying there in her bed. His jeans fit him to perfection, he looked so damn good in them. She checked him out from the back earlier in the night, and she wanted so bad to squeeze his ass so bad. The jeans outlined everything perfect, including the front. She noticed a slight rise under the fly, and she quickly averted her eyes to his. He had that sexy smirk on his face again, and he just raised his eyebrows at her.
Her hands went back to her earlier task, and she now unzipped his jeans. Her eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. Nick had decided that night to "go commando." Michelle licked her lips in anticipation, and she gently pulled at the tight jeans to pull them off. Nick raised himself off of the bed to help her out, and she got them from out of underneath him. She finally got the jeans off with a few strong tugs. Nick was now completely naked, except for the huge smile he wore on his face.
She ran her fingertips up the insides of his thighs, and he shivered involuntarily. Her fingers reached their final destination, and she took him in her hands. Nick let out a whimper, and she leaned down to take him in her mouth. As she started the gentle motions, Nick writhed on the bed above her. As she quickened her strokes, and intensified her sucking motions, she brought him closer to his climax. She went down one final time, and he came fiercely in her mouth.
She quickly moved to clean up the rest that had seeped out, as Nick lay exhausted on the bed. She shifted, and sat on the side of him. She pushed his hair back off his forehead, and ran her fingers through the now shortenedhair. She had always preferred his longer locks, but he looked adorable like this. His eyes were shut, and his chest was moving up and down rapidly, as he tried to catch his breath.
He opened his eyes and stared back at her. He grabbed her hand, and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her, and sat up. He captured her lips in a steamy kiss. He pushed her down beside him, and he looked her over once again. His hands slipped down her body, carressing her breast, sliding over her stomach, then between her slightly parted legs, pushing them further apart. He nestled between them, and lightly trailed a finger over her pussy, feeling the wetness seeping from between the lips. Knowing that he was the one that had done that to her got him all wound up again.
He gently spread her swollen lips apart with his fingers, and slowly drug his tongue across her slit, gliding through her juices, tasting her sweetness. He found her clit, and began stroking it with his tongue, flickering over it alternating between feathery touches and harder pressure. He could hear Michelle's breathing become erratic, her gasps for air were adorable to him. He slithered his tongue back down her pussy, pushing it inside her, and began tonguefucking her at a leisurely pace, wanting to bring her to a delicious climax without rushing her. As she started thrusting against his face, he realized his plan was going to be shot to hell because he wasn't going to be able to wait that long. He drew his tongue back to her clit, tracing circles around it, bathing it with attention, and carefully slipped two fingers into her warmth, causing her to cry out in delighted surprise. He moved his fingers in and out of her at the same pace as his tongue teased her most sensitive flesh.
"Oh ... god..." Michelle moaned loudly. She'd wondered more then once what it would be like to have that beautiful mouth of his on her, but this was better than she ever could have imagined. She raised her hips again, trying to get him closer to her, she could feel her orgasm coming and she wanted it now.
Nick's fingers slid out of her as he pulled his mouth away from her, and began rubbing his thumb rhythmically across her clit in the same time with her grinding against him. "Cum for me, babygirl..." he whispered, low and soft.
Michelle wasn't sure what it was, his motiones or his voice calling her babygirl and commanding her to cum for him, but she did, her body crunching up as all her muscles tensed simultaneously, and she shrieked his name.
Nick went down to lap up what she offered him, relishing the taste of her. He kissed up her body, from her belly button up to her neck and began lightly sucking as she titled her head to give him better access.
"Nicky..." Michelle whispered, still lost in her high.
He smiled, she was one of the few people he'd allowed to call him Nicky. "What baby?"
"Be inside me... please." she said softly, running her hands across his back.
"As you wish..." he said quietly, knowing that the next move he made was going to change their relationship forever, and as far as he could tell, he liked it. He guided himself into her, sucking in a breath as her silky wet walls surrounded him. It felt so right to him, to be there with her- holding her, inside her.
Michelle took a shaky breath, almost thinking it was all just a dream, that she felt this way, that she was with Nick. But it felt real, his body on hers, his breath blowing of her neck, him filling her in a way she'd never experienced before. She felt him begin to move slowly, gently, thrusting in and out of her, his chest moving against hers.
Nick bent his head to kiss her on the lips, then trailed his kisses across her cheek to nibble on her earlobe, then down to her neck to nip gently and suck on the tender skin. "I shoulda done this a long time ago..." Nick thought, not realizing he also said the words out loud.
Michelle breathily agreed, "Oh god yes we should have." Her legs had wound themselves around his waist, locking her ankles together behind him.
Nick continued sliding in and out of her at a measured pace, as his hands found their way underneath her ass to lift her hips up towards him to allow him to go deeper with his thrusting. He moved his head to the side of Michelle's to whisper in her ear, to tell her how he felt with her- better than he could remember feeling in a long time.
Michelle listened as Nick talked softly to her, she could feel the warmth suffusing her skin and her heart pounding from the sweetness and sincerity of his words. She snaked her tongue across his neck, and felt his body shudder as she sucked lightly just beside his adams apple. She remembered him saying once before that he loved it when a girl kissed or sucked gently on his neck. Apparently it was still true. She figured it must be his voice that made her so hot, hearing him whimpering by her ear made her crazy. She caught Nick's rhythm and matched the movement of her hips to his thrusts. "Nicky, cum for me... I want to feel you." she whispered as she tightened her muscles around his cock.
Nick groaned, feeling her squeezing him and her voice sexy and soft talking to him turned him on even more then he already was, if that was possible. He began to speed up, thrusting harder and faster, grinding against her as he went in deep and pulled back out. Her nails skidded lightly over his back, tickling him, and he felt his release rushing on him. "Michelle... I'm ... gonna cum..." he gasped between panting breaths.
"Give it to me, Nicky..." she moaned as her body rocked beneath his. She could feel her own climax approaching rapidly. She threw her head back as she felt him exploding inside of her. He continued moving, grazing his dick over her clit and his chest rubbing against her nipples until she came, screaming his name.
He lay on top of her, trying to remember how to breathe, partially from his orgasm, and partly because hearing her scream for him like that had taken his breath away. He held her, feeling intensely satisfied and knew it wasn't solely due to the amazing sex he'd just had. He knew he didn't want to let go of her, or the way he felt with her.
Michelle wrapped her arms around Nick, holding him close to her, fearing she'd never have him like this again, and she wanted to remember exactly what it felt like to have him there, holding him, the weight of his body on hers. She was afraid to speak, but knew it had to be said. "Nick, is this going to make things weird for us now?"
He kissed her, and looked deeply into her eyes before answering her. "No. I think it should have always been like this- us together." he said softly.
Michelle sighed, feeling relieved that it wasn't just her who was thinking what had happened had been the right thing for them to do. But still he had... her. "Nick, you need to get back home before she finds out."
"I dont want to leave you... but yeah, I need to go.. and start planning..." he said, kissing her forehead and getting up to find his clothes.
"Planning what?" Michelle asked.
"My escape." Nick said as he tucked his shirt back into his jeans. "So I can come back and see you tomorrow night." He crawled back onto the bed to kiss her deeply. "That cool with you?"
Michelle smiled. "I'll be waiting for you."
"Just what I wanted to hear. I'll give you a call before I come over. Bye babygirl." he said before he slipped out the door.
Michelle let out a long sigh and wrapped herself up in the sheets, inhaling his scent that still lingered on them.
****
Nick woke up the next morning, still alone, and not really minding it, except for the fact he'd have rather been holding Michelle. 'But better alone than with Mandy' he thought smiling. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen to fix himself breakfast, the dogs yapping and playing around his feet. He couldn't get the images of Michelle from last night out of his head, and he didn't want to. And he couldn't wait to be with her again. He knew alot of things had changed, and he was anxious to see where they were going to go... he had a feeling that with Michelle, everything was going to go very well. His company at home he wasn't so sure about.
As Nick was pouring himself a bowl of Cookie Crisp, he heard the door open and Mandy's voice yelling, "Yeah, it was GREAT!! I know I'm good. See you later, baby."
She stumbled into the kitchen, hair all messy, make up smeared, and grinning stupidly. She gasped when she saw Nick standing there. "Oh god! You're home."
He looked up at her, knowing very well what... or who she'd done. "Uh, yeah. Where else would I be?"
She was shocked, she totally had expected to beat him home, even though she had know idea what he would have been doing out anywhere else. "Oh, um... so what'd you do last night?"
Nick shrugged, "Nothin'." and picked up his bowl of cereal and went to sit at the table. He sat at there smirking, laughing to himself as Mandy walked off, tripping over something in the hall on her way to the shower.