CHAPTER FORTY TWO Once he closed the door, he leaned me against it and began kissing me again. My lips immediately parted to let him in. My head was spinning. His tongue was so hot. So soft. My God. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Nick was kissing me. It was like just hours ago, or minutes, we were fighting. At that moment, I wanted all of him. So long. So fucking long. I felt myself get hard. Just the need for him could get me hard. I fought for breath and leaned my head against the door for support as his lips traveled down my neck. His lips found, what was to be his favorite part on my neck, where my neck meets my shoulder, slightly in back. He was sucking and nipping his way to my collarbone. So many sensations and emotions were overwhelming me, I couldn’t think straight. I wanted to take this slow, memorize it. But I couldn’t. All I could think about was how much I needed him. How hard I was for him. How, if I didn’t have him soon, I’d go insane. “Nick,” I moaned and pulled away slightly. He looked up at me, completely lust filled eyes staring back at me. I felt my cock press against my pants even harder. “Brian? Is something wrong?” “No,” I replied, still staring at him. All I knew was that I wanted Nick, and I had him. And even that thought was doing crazy things to me. He smiled. I’d even go as far as to say, it looked slightly devilish. He dipped his head and continued his work on my neck. “Nick…” I moaned when his tongue darted out. “Brian,” he whispered back. His voice was dangerously low, which sent shivers rippling down my spine. I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t calm myself, and I couldn’t push it further. I was going crazy. And it was slightly funny, or embarrassing… cause Nick was only using his lips on my neck. My legs were going to give out. I knew it. I placed my hand on his chest. But that didn’t help much. His fucking hard pecks that made my cock strain even harder against my pants. Holy fuck, I needed him then and there. I couldn’t handle it. But I knew I couldn’t push it. It was Nick. Even though this was new to me, it was more new to him, and he had to go at his own pace. Let’s just hope I could hold off that long. Next thing I knew I was on the bed and Nick was crawling up me very provocatively. The look in his eyes made me even harder. “Nick,” I called out warily. “Shh,” he whispered. I closed my eyes, his voice actual sent shivers down my spine. I felt him rest on top of me, and his hot breath began tickling my neck. “Brian,” he said as he licked the shell of my ear. I couldn’t answer. I was so hard I could barely breathe and my head was still spinning. Fuck Nick, stop teasing! “Bri baby, answer me. What do you want?” He captured my earlobe between his lips and began sucking slowly. He caught me completely off guard, plus I was doing my ‘can’t speak and have an erection at the same time’ thing, so I was stuttering. I couldn’t even form a complete sentence. “Brian…” he coaxed. I closed my eyes and tried to speak again, but his thigh began to rub against me. Oh God. I wanted to cry out, but my voice was still caught in my throat. “Bri…do you want me to stop?” His throaty whispered tickled my ear. Fuck no. I managed to shake my head against the pillow. “Then tell me.” “Fuck Nick…please” I moaned. I didn’t even recognize my own voice. It was so deep, filled with lust. “Tell me,” Nick encouraged, rubbing faster. “Nick….I…” my voice ended in a loud moan. I couldn’t breathe. I needed him. To touch me. Some how. “God, please…Nick,” “Please Nick what?” He moaned in my ear. “Touch me,” I croaked out. I caught Nick’s lips turning into a smile as his thigh increased its pace. “Is that what you want?” “Fuck yes. God…for so long,” I gasped out when his hands traveled down my chest. He was making me crazy and I couldn’t control myself. I loved this. I love that I couldn’t control myself. That I could just, let him do whatever he wanted. No rules. Nothing to follow. Just Nick. Just me. “My pleasure,” he murmured, before lifting my shirt over my head. His lips immediately found my nipple and began sucking at it feverishly. My breath caught in my throat when he bit down. My God. I couldn’t believe his affect on me. He moved to give the same attention to my other nipple. I laced my fingers in his hair trying to bring him closer to me. As close as possible. I needed it. I needed him. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me. “NICK, FUCK! My God!” I cried out. “What the fuck was that?” I gasped, as my eyes flew open. “What, this?” He did it again. Trailing his tongue down my scar. I couldn’t believe how sensitive it still was. No one ever paid attention to it. It was so different. It actually made me shake. “Fuck…yes.” I moaned. He kissed it before letting his finger trace over it. “I was so scared,” he mumbled, watching his own finger trace the scar. I almost didn’t hear him, his voice was so low, and it took a while for it to register what he was saying. So scared. Scar. My surgery. I lifted my head and tried to focus on his face. His eyes. And I tried to ignore the shivers of pleasure that kept making their way down my back. I had to listen. “I thought I’d lost you,” “But you didn’t,” I rasped. My voice was raw, “I was scared too, Nick. But I had you. And the guys. And I was okay.” He processed what I said and then looked into my eyes. He smiled and nodded. “That’s right. I’ll always be here.” He lowered his head and his tongue traveled along my scar again. I shut my eyes tightly, unable to keep them open and unconsciously tightened my fists in his hair to bring him closer. It was ironic how something that caused me so much pain, could now bring me some pleasure. It kinda worked in both cases. “Nick, please!” I cried out when he began nibbling down it. Fuck. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I needed him. My resolve completely broke. I couldn’t ignore the throbbing in my pants any longer. “You like that?” Nick asked, trailing his tongue once more against it. “God yes!” I screamed, lifting my hips off the bed to get him closer. The famous Carter smirk appeared on his gorgeous features and he teasingly trailed his fingers down to the waistband of my boxers. I wanted to cry out, but I didn’t. He knew how crazy he was making me. He was doing this on purpose. And I wasn’t going to make a sound to satisfy him. “Lift up your hips,” he gently ordered. I did, and he pulled down my sweat pants. He lay down beside me and propped his head up with his hand. His other hand went for my lower body. “You didn’t tell me where specifically to touch you Brian,” he whispered huskily as his fingers danced up my thigh. “Was it here?” I bit my lip and shook my head. “Here?” He asked, licking around my navel. I shook my head. “What about here?” He asked, finally brushing his hand against my hardon. “Uhhh!” I thought I had said yes, but it was all incomprehensible. I didn’t think I’d ever been this turned on, and to an extent, it was slightly embarrassing. But that’s what Nick did to me. “So it’s here,” he smiled. Tracing circles over my boxers. I moaned loudly, trying to ignore the throbbing need. So much for the not giving him what he wanted. “Nick, please. I can’t-” “Just relax,” he hooked a finger in my boxers and pulled down. Relax? I’d never been this turned on. This hard, in my entire life. And I was begging. I thought I was supposed to be somewhat reserved, or something. But begging? I grabbed his shoulders, and brought him up for a kiss. I needed to feel his lips. I needed to taste him. I just needed all of him. I pulled away, completely out of breath, and watched, through my haze, as a playful smile formed across his lips. I mirrored it. He looked absolutely gorgeous. My breath caught in my throat, if it’s even possible, I might have gotten harder. His lips…they were plush and pink. His eyes were crystal blue, his hair was messy, his cheeks were flushed. I wanted to see if I was affecting him too. My hands trailed down his back towards his ass. I squeezed it tightly and brought him closer to me. He moaned in response and I felt his erection against my thigh. “Brian,” he whispered against my neck. “God Nick,” I replied. My head was spinning, and now, just a little touch was enough to make me moan. He lowered himself down me, and my stomach began to flutter in anticipation. I closed my eyes and pressed my head against the pillow when his tongue touched the tip of my cock. “Nick,” I groaned. “Please…stop teasing,” Nick looked up, “I just don’t know what to do.” I opened my eyes. There he was looking innocent, actually looking innocent in that position. He was simply gorgeous “Just do what feels good to you. I’m like you. I’ll probably like whatever you like.” He nodded. Clearly nervous. But it was a cute nervous. It was a determined nervous. My eyes rolled back when he began to suck the tip of my cock. My breath was ragged and I felt my heart slam against my chest. His tongue pressed against the slit and I cried out. I was thrashing around, all my self-control gone, I needed my release so badly I was going to scream. He held my hips down with both hands and slowly guided himself over me. Whatever he couldn’t cover with his mouth, he got with his hand. “Fuck Nick, yes. Like that,” I gasped as my hands found their way into his luscious hair. I seriously didn’t think I’d be able to last that long. His hot mouth and the conflicting sensation of his hand made me fight for air. He increased his speed and I knew I was there. “Nick, my God! I’m gonna…” I tried to warn him but I was cut off by the explosive orgasm rushed through me. I called out his name once more. He sat back once I had recuperated and watched me. I was breathing so hard and I didn’t think I’d be able to think clearly again. But I felt incredible. And it was because of Nick. I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me and I smiled. “That was incredible,” I whispered. He smiled back. But I could see the conflict in his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he wanted it done back to him. He was hard and turned on, and he was contemplating whether or not he wanted me to do it to him. Just like in the beginning, when we first confessed each other’s feelings. I wouldn’t have any of that. I wanted him to feel, at least a third of what I felt. I sat up and cupped his cheeks in my hands before I brought him in to kiss. I tasted myself on his lips, and that made me even hotter. I turned him over and pinned him below me, before he could protest. “Brian…” “Yes Nick?” I asked as I began the same treatment he began on me. He moaned, which sent shivers up my spine. He was actually affected by me, and that made me want to do more. I wanted to get out a better reaction. “Maybe we should-” he croaked out, before I began sucking on his neck. I sucked hard, wanting to leave my mark. “Should what?” I asked, knowing full and well, just like he did, how hard it was to talk and have an erection at the same time. “Should stop,” he whispered, inching away for me and towards the head of the bed. “I’m just going to make you feel good. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” I smiled at his flustered state. I wouldn’t do anything…yet…I would when he starts begging me to. He nodded, having no idea what my intentions were. “I love you so much, Nick,” I whispered, brushing my lips softly over his. My tongue darted out over Nick’s lips teasingly until he parted them. I pulled away and smiled when he moaned in protest. “Come back…” Nick whined. He was just absolutely gorgeous, and I wanted him all. How could you not? It’s Nick Carter. Imagine how out of control you’d feel if you were standing even 5 feet away from him. I was closer. I was on top of him. My lips traveled to his neck once more and I began leaving feather light kisses. He moaned and weaved his fingers through my hair. I bit lightly on the vein before licking it. He was withering under my touch, which made me even harder. “Brian…” he whispered, pressing me closer. Having almost no control of what I was doing to him. I knew the feeling. “Hmm?” I slowly lifted his shirt over his head. “My God Brian…” he gasped out when my lips found their was to his chest. I licked over his nipple before taking it in. He moaned and arched his back, and I felt him shiver as my free hands traveled up his stomach. “Brian…Please…” he whispered. “Please what?” He blushed. It was so cute. “It’s too much. Not the stomach,” His voice was husky and filled was lust. I tried to take calming breaths before I spoke. “What do you mean?” Watching him getting pleasured was almost as good as getting pleasured. “It tickles. I can’t…handle it,” he blushed. “You always said you had a sensitive stomach,” I said as I licked from his belly button to his chest. “What are you doing?” He gasped, his eyes wide “Helping you get over your sensitive stomach,” I smiled, blowing on the now wet surface. I heard him suck in a breath as he grabbed at my hair. “Fuck,” he moaned when my lips met his hot skin again. I made my way down his stomach as I felt him squirm underneath me. “My God,” he moaned. His back arched off the bed as he pushed me towards his stomach. My tongue darted in and out of his navel before circling it. “Brian,” he groaned fisting his hands in my hair. “Brian please…” I tried to hide my smile, as I moved back up to his ear. I licked his outer ear and nibbled on his ear lobe, before whispering. “Please what?” I could clearly see his erection through his pants…but I was going to wait for him to say it. His mouth opened and closed, trying to form words, but nothing came out. “Tell me what you want Nick,” I whispered into his ear. “I want…oh fuck,” his words were lost when I brushed my hand over his pants. “Nick…do you want me to stop?” I asked, repeating his previous words. He shook his head. “Do you want me to continue?” My hand began to rub his cock through his pants. “Fuck yes, Brian please. I want you now…..please,” Nick was actually begging me. My own breath became uneven as I undid his pants. I never thought Nick was the type to beg. I never thought I’d be doing this. I unbuckled his belt and slipped his jeans over his hips. Suddenly I was nervous. I had absolutely no idea how to do this. His boxers came next and I took a moment to relax my nerves. “Just do what feels right for you,” I heard Nick say. I smiled and looked down at him. I loved him so much. My fingers traced over the soft tanned skin of his stomach to his strong thighs. He was perfect in every way. He moaned my name and pressed his head into the pillow. My tongue darted out to taste the precum on his tip. His hips arched off the bed, as he cried out. I knew how cruel I was being. It was like I was almost not there. I ran my tongue along the vein on the underside. I knew how much I loved that, so I figured he would too. His hands found their way in my hair making me shiver. I sucked on the head momentarily before I blew on it. Smiling at his response. “I love you Nick,” I whispered before I took him all in my mouth. He cried out and began thrusting into my throat. He was bigger than me, but I was thicker, so I must’ve been harder to do this with. But I couldn’t fit him all in my mouth. I wrapped my hand around what I missed and squeezed. “Fuck! Shit!” He swore. “Faster, Brian. God!” His voice was so deep. So sexy. I complied and quickened my pace. Soon we found a pace where he was thrusting into my mouth and I moved taking him in and out. I could hear him gasping for breath and could almost see his head thrashing. I knew he was close, so with my other hand I began tracing patterns on his balls, all the while sucking on the tip of his cock. I felt him tense and thrust into me a final time. “BRIAN!” He yelled as he hit his orgasm. I felt his liquid fill my mouth and I tried to take as much as possible. He was stunning. I don’t know how many times I can say it to actually express his beauty. Especially right now. He was flushed, and sweat broke out over his entire body, making him almost shine, his lips were parted and red, his eyes were closed, and his damp messy hair was everywhere on the pillow. He opened his eyes to lock with mine. He smiled. “You sly devil you,” I laughed, brushing some hair out of his face, “I learn from the best.” He laughed too, it was deep and made me shiver, “I can’t believe you did that!” “Me either,” I kissed his lips lightly. His hand came around my neck and pressed me closer when I went to sit up. His tongue slipped out and brushed my lips. I moaned and let him in, feeling myself harden once more. He sucked on my tongue before pulling away. I was suddenly exhausted. I rested my head against his chest and closed my eyes. “I love you Nick,” “I love you too, Brian,” he kissed the top of my head and nuzzled his chin in my hair. I couldn’t have felt my perfect. His arms were wrapped protectively around me, and I was so warm against his body. He pulled the covers our bodies. Even though it was the middle of the day, he whispered in my ear, “goodnight.” I loved him. “ ‘Night Nick,” And he loved me. BACK NEXT |
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