Chapter Five

Angel sat on the bathtub edge. She couldn't believe she was gonna let him do this. She had thought about it before, but it never mattered to her. She didn't really care if she ever tried it, and after seeing Nick's size, she pretty much labeled it impossible. But now here she was, hiding in the bathroom. She struggled with herself for only a second. She promised him. She loved him. She'd do anything for him. She had had a feeling he wanted to try it. He was always ready to try new things, their bed has seen some very odd positions. He loved that he could do these things to her, and she would readily accept almost anything and enjoy it just as much as him. This one was a little different though. Sometimes, when he would use his hands on her, he would "test" her with a finger here and there. She never pushed him away, but never commented on it either. 'That must have justified his worry on asking her,' she thought. She's probably felt worse things in her life, why was she so afraid? Sighing quietly, she looked at herself in the mirror. Smoothing down her hair and washing her face and person, she considered herself ready as she'll ever be. When she entered the room again, Nick wasn't there. He had built her a fire that warmed the room right up taking the chill away. She wrapped her robe tighter around her and made her way to the open doors. He stood with his back to her, hands on the railing, staring out at the Bay in thought. Angel walked up behind him and slid her arms around his waist, holding onto the belt. She stood on her tiptoes and put her chin on his shoulder. "Ya ready?" she whispered in his ear. He didn't reply, just turned his head and lightly rubbed the side of his face on her forehead. His hair tickled her face and she pulled away, taking his hand. "Come on Nicky.......let's go in." He silently followed her in, and turned to shut the doors. "No...leave them open. I like to see you in the moonlight." Nick smiled and let her lead him back to bed. He turned her around in his arms and held her tight. "Lay down Angel....Let me make you feel good." She almost snorted outloud. Feel good.....yeah right. He felt her body tense up in his arms, and a worried look formed on his face. "Baby.....I won't hurt you. I couldn't hurt you....Please trust me." he practically pleaded with her. He inched her onto their bed, undoing her robe at the same time. Removing his own, Nick laid down beside her. Angel gazed out the doors. The earth had rotated enough so that the full moon shone in brightly through the door. Their whole room was bathed in the bright blue~like light. Nick followed her gaze, slipping his arm around her waist and pulling her to him. His mouth nuzzled her forehead, he kissed her gently, his lips warm and soft. They lay like that, silent, the moon demanding their thoughtless trances. Nick was the first to break away. His dipped his head into the slender crook of her neck and lightly ran his tongue up to her ear. He stopped there to gently nibble on it with his teeth. Angel closed her eyes, relinquishing her fears to concentrate on his mouth. Nick worked his lips back to hers, kissing her. She returned the favor with more passion. He knew she loved just making out with him. He had a power with that mouth of his. She finally relented to his touch and turned her body to him, forgetting the moon. His took her in his arms, grateful. She tucked her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer. Nick knew that she needed a lot of attention tonight, a lot of contact, and even more intimacy than he normally gave. Before he engaged them in this animalistic act, he was making sure she knew how much love he had for her. Angel slid her hand around his back, down his sides, caressing his hip, all the while, Nick's lips kissed her with such gentleness and passion, she could've cried. He held her close, in no hurry and took his time. She opened her eyes and pulled back to get a quick breath in. He gazed into her eyes, not saying a word, but telling her everything she needed to hear. Their foreheads rested against each other, their hands roaming the others body. Angel kept her eyes affixed to his, even when he brushed the back of his fingers across her breast, teasing her nipple to attention. She sighed gently, their eyes never faltering. He reversed his hand and fingered her nipple with his thumb, grazing it over and back again until she closed her eyes and moaned softly. Nick knew this was what she needed, and he enjoyed making her feel special, looking into her eyes, seeing more love than he's ever experienced. He kept up his regiment. A deep warmth eased its way into every part of Angel's body. Her insides felt like a butterfly spreading its wings for the first time. His eyes, ever present on her face, into her own, watching for every reaction, every movement. He left her breast, and traveled down to the curve of her hip, tracing the hill, as if to remember it forever. Angel stroked his back lightly, running her fingers down to his thigh, and massaging his ass only to return to the vertical line down his back. Nick sighed lightly, his warm, sweet breath sweeping a few strands of her hair away from her face. She felt his hand reach into the middle of them, he gently slid his body more onto her side, forcing her almost on her back, but still turned towards him. His palm massaged her lower tummy, maybe asking for permission. His long fingers traced the inside of her leg, his thumb sweeping over her lower lips. He studied her eyes for aversion or tenseness.....seeing nothing but pleasure, he continued on. With one hand, he gently parted her legs more, and ran his index finger over her folds, but not venturing in. She gazed back at him, he kissed her mouth sweetly, slowly. Angel inched her body closer to his warm hand, looking for more. He took the hint, and spread her open with a few fingers, she was warm and very wet. He kissed her deeply, and pushed the tip of his finger into her gently. Angel groaned into his mouth. He pulled back, looking for more hints. Sliding his finger into her more, he watched her face grimace in slight pain. He was about to pull out, but saw the look change. She opened her eyes, staring back at him and pressed his fingers into her harder. "More, Nicky." she whispered. He smiled for a second, and slipped his fingers back into her warm folds. He rubbed her swelling button with his thumb and slid his middle finger back into her depth, massaging her walls. Angel moaned, in pleasure this time. She was still a little sore, but as he worked his magic, it seemed to disappear. Nick bent his head to hers, capturing her lips and gently sucking on them. Angel was in heaven. She forgot how Nick can turn on the sensual side of him in a blink of an eye. Often though, they didn't have the time to enjoy this kind of luxury. But when it happens, he always makes it something to remember. She threw all thoughts away, as Nick slid his fingers out of her velvety walls, only to concentrate on her core. He rubbed her gently and slowly, waiting for responses. He got one as Angel pushed her hips into his fingers, trying to get him to move faster. Two fingers traced circles around her swollen flesh, sliding easily through her juices. She breathed heavily through her mouth, Nick taking notes, picked up his pace.Angel rested her forehead against his chin. The faster his fingers went, the harder she pressed against his face. Her fingers gripped his side, holding onto a love handle, he took that as a good sign. Angel felt the warmth beginning to spread throughout her body. The kind of warmth that spread slowly, to every inch of her. She knew that when she let go, it would be the kind that felt too wonderful to utter a sound, make a noise. Nick felt her stiffen a little, she held her breath and let it out every few moments, this was his biggest hint. He slid his fingers up and down in the same spot, all he had to do was wait now. He parted his lips and rested them against her forehead, tasting her, licking her softly, and kissing her face. Angel was about to let it happen. The waves began, slowly, deep within her. She inhaled, filling her lungs with enough air to get her through the waves. It spread through her slowly, reaching every fiber, every muscle, every nerve.Nick felt her insides contracting, her muscles tightening. He watched her face as it hit her. As she reached her peak, her eyes shut tight, her grip on his hip clamped down, her nails digging in. She inhaled, forcing air in, and rode the last wave. Her body shuddered against him, and warm liquid flowed onto his fingers. Her face scrunched up in intense pleasure, as he swirled her juices around her folds. He watched her face soften, and knew it was over, he continued sliding his fingers around, careful not to rub too hard now. Her eyes opened and met his. He seemed so large, so powerful, so grown up now. She knew she was in good hands. He kissed her gently, pulled away and smiled. She smiled back, "Thank you Nicky. That was wonderful." He sighed loudly in her face, "I know it was good if you didn't even make a sound." he half stated, half chuckled. "I love those kind. They take a lot outta me though." She looked into his eyes and pulled away, tucking her head under his chin. He stared back at her, then held her close, wondering how to go from here to there. He ran his hand down her back, caressing her thigh and going back to where he came from. His hand slipped between her legs again, she was so wet from her orgasm. He rubbed her clit with his thumb again, hoping for the best. Angel felt his erection on her knee. The time had come. He had been so sweet, so thoughtful. She had to comply now. His thumb rubbed her closely, as he slipped his middle finger passed her wet hole, and found another. Angel immediately inhaled sharply and tensed up. He stopped all movement. "Sorry Nick..." she whispered. He felt her release her muscles again. Stopping, trying to decide what to say, he decided nothing and went with his instincts....... He slipped his finger into her tight hole, slowly. She exhaled, her breath hot on his chest. He continued rubbing her clit, harder now, but used some of her juices to lubricate his finger. Angel moaned lightly, giving him the idea she was okay with it. He moved his finger in a little deeper, feeling around a bit. "Nick....harder......" He rubbed her faster, harder, now swollen, he didn't think she could come again that fast, but he went with it. Forgetting his other thoughts, he concentrated there again, his finger still in her tight hole. He rubbed hard, her breathing coming in short grunts now. She came hard, a totally different kind than before, but just as good. Nick was shocked beyond belief. She bucked her hips into his hand and shuddered hard again. Recovering, she looked into his face, worn out. "Thanks............again." He was starting to doubt her. His erection was getting quite painful, and he wanted to help himself now. Angel saw the look on his face. There was no going back so she might as well get him going. Looking into his eyes, she touched his face gently, and slowly got up and kneeled beside him. Running her fingers down his chest, she beckoned for him to join her by sitting up. Nick propped himself up on his elbow, still laying down. "Angel....we don't hafta d........." She cut him off quickly, "Nick.... No more words." she said sharply. "Now sit up here with me." She ordered. He slid his body upward and kneeled by her side. She glanced at his manhood, pointed strongly in her direction. Raising her eyes to his, she leaned forward and kissed him long. Pulling away, she ran a hand through his tousled hair and whispered into his ear, "Fuck me Nick. Do it the way you want........." She said it as sensually as she could. It had an effect, as Nick swallowed hard, his eyes growing a bit wide in anticipation. Angel wanted to make his first experience a good one, and decided her negative thoughts about the whole issue wouldn't make it easy for him to enjoy it. Nick took one last look into her eyes and slid off the bed. Angel watched him go to the nightstand and pull out a small plastic bottle. He returned with it. She couldn't see what it was, his hand completely enveloping it. He sat behind her, kneeling. She felt his heat on her back, and waited for a touch. It came right then, his large hands traced the sides of her back, feeling her warm, smooth skin. He slowly moved his fingers upwards, reaching her shoulders. One hand stayed there, the other ran through her hair. Angel closed her eyes, tilting her head into his palm. He gently grazed the back of his hand along the side of her face. She nuzzled it affectionately. She felt his breath on her neck, his nearness. He whispered softly into her ear, "Do you trust me?" Angel opened her eyes, she saw their shadows on the wall in front of her, their stationary forms moving only in the firelight. "Yes. I trust you." She finally whispered back. Nick slid his hands down over her back, and lifted her hips out of their kneeling position. Angel leaned forward, her elbows on the bed, her head bent down, and resting on a small pillow she clutched in her hands. The ultimate vulnerable position. One of the reasons she wasn't exactly fond of this, was because she could not see his face. Cannot experience his joy, pleasure, or pain. She always thought of this as being just a dick receptacle. No feeling, no emotion. Nick's hands left her hips and she waited....alone. Nick squeezed out a good amount of the silky lotion onto his fingers. With one hand rested on Angel's lower back, he gently slid a covered finger around her vagina and surrounding area. He felt her wetness from before, and mixed it in with the new stuff. Angel sighed a bit when he grazed her clit, but it disappeared quickly. Nick forced his lotion covered finger into her tight hole. Angel inhaled deeply and let it out. She felt like she was getting an exam. Nick pulled it out, leaving her body from his touch again. Pouring another good pile into his hand, he grasped his cock and coated it with the liquid, concentrating on the tip, making sure it was well covered. Satisfied, he looked at Angel. Bent over, waiting for him. He couldn't see her face, the 'how~will~I~know' questions ran through his mind. Instinct taking over again, Nick took hold of his cock, and rested his other hand on her bent hip. Angling his body to align with hers, he pressed the tip onto her tight hole. Angel tensed up, but quickly released, knowing that will make it worse. "Relax, baby." Nick whispered. She clutched her pillow tightly, bracing. He slid it in, very slowly letting her stretch enough to accommodate his girth. An inch at a time, he felt her tighten and let go. Nick watched his slick cock slowly disappear, he spread her apart with both hands to help alleviate stress. Angel opened her mouth, no sound coming out. She bit down on her pillow and endured. Nick wiggled most of himself inside her, he couldn't believe how tight it was. Almost too tight. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her to him, closer. All the way in now, he stayed like that, not moving. He didn't want to hurt her, she hadn't made a sound, and he wasn't sure if she was cool with this. He began pulling out, slowly. Angel couldn't help it, she cried out softly in pain. "Pull out fast Nick, then go slow." He did as she wished, his thick cock squeezed its way out, and he thrusted his hips towards her slowly, pushing back into her resisting hole. She didn't know if she could follow through. He was huge. But before she could make a decision, Nick pulled back out quickly, and once again, thrusted back in, a bit harder this time. Angel groaned loudly. "Baby? Do you want me to stop?" She could hear the hope in his voice..... "Keep goin Nicky....I'm ok." He liked the feel. It was different. Really tight. REALLY tight. He liked knowing no one else had been here before, and no one else ever will. He bent forward with her, and reached around her waist. As he slid himself back in, he tugged on her nipple, rubbing and pulling. Angel moaned her pleasure with that. Nick smiled to himself. Now he's got it. As he pulled out and stuffed himself back in, his fingers traveled down her tummy and found her folds again. He slipped a finger inside her, pumping roughly. "Ohhhhhhhhh......Nick.......yeah..........." He kept his hand there until his back began to hurt. As he leaned back into his position, he brought Angel with him. They kneeled together, his cock deeply imbedded in her. Nick rubbed both her nipples with his soft hands, gently tugging. He moved her hair away with his chin and kissed her neck sweetly. Now this, she liked. Angel was the one that bent back down though, leaving Nick to his thrusting needs. "Fuck me Nick." she reminded him. He took that as permission to go ahead. Angel left her face smashed in her pillow, trying not to utter a cry. Nick pushed in quicker, pulled out, shoved back in again. His eyes closed tight, his hands grasping her waist. He quickened his thrusts, the sound of the lotion suctioning was something they could both live without. Angel made a face at the noise. 'Not very romantic.' She thought as he rammed back into her. She could feel herself ripping. Every thrust he made, he threatened to literally break her. She hung in there, he seemed to like it, and she'll be damned if she ruined it for him by crying like a baby. Every few, she'd have to let out a groan though. Damn he's big. All the moisture there made for another amusing sound. Nick balls slapped her ass with every shove in. She hated that sound, too. For some reason, it made her feel dirty everytime it happened. 'But, that's rough sex.' She thought grunting at another thrust. Nick was lost in his own world. Her walls gripped his cock so tight, he could barely maneuver. The friction was so intense, he wanted to ram into her so bad, but knew he couldn't. Small beads of sweat appeared on his brow, growing with every move he made within her. His heart raced wildly in his chest, wanting more. Angel dug her nails so hard in the pillow, her fingers hurt. He was so into it, she couldn't stop him now if she wanted to. She focused on their shadows on the wall. She watched Nick's form, his ass moving back as he pulled out, his legs tightening with every thrust. His head leaned back, his hands moving roughly on her hips. She couldn't see his face, but this was pretty good, too. Watching the shadow of his large ass was something she didn't see everyday. Her thoughts were interrupted by Nick's more forceful thrusts, making her bite down, and groan. Nick's cock rammed into her, his tip being squeezed of it's content. He came with a loud grunt, and sprayed his juice into her. Pulling out, Angel groaned softly, his liquid load following him. Nick grabbed her waist and pulled her down to the bed with him. He enveloped her in his arms, holding tightly. He didn't say a word, just breathed heavily into her hair, and smiled briefly when he met her eyes. Sleep overtook him quickly. Angel raised a hand to his face, stroking his cheek, his eyelids. She smoothed his hair away from his face and watched him for a few moments. He was in a deep sleep now, his breathing regular, his chest rising and falling slowly. Angel slid herself outta his grasp and off the bed. She quietly went to her dresser and pulled out her necessities and headed to the bathroom. She shut the door quietly and a reached for a tissue. Wiping softly, she pulled it away, confirming her thoughts. A few droplets of blood tinted the pink kleenex. 'Ripped.' She cleaned herself up as best she could, slipped on a fresh pair of panties, and added a liner. She laughed to herself realizing that this is the first time she's had underwear on in 4 days. She grabbed her cup and got some water, downing a few aspirin to take the pain away. Finished, she turned off the light and returned to their bedroom. She found a T~shirt in her dresser and put it on. Angel glanced at Nick, sleeping soundly, his lips curled in a slight smile, hands resting on his chest. 'What a doll.' Angel shut the French doors quietly and tiptoed back to the bed. She sat down on the edge, wincing at the pain. Laying back, she snuggled up to Nick's side. He instinctively wrapped an arm around her. She watched the fire for sometime, listening to his breathing, lulling her to sleep.