“Nick?” She surveyed his messy dressing room. “Are you here?”
She stepped inside and closed the door. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the dozen or so picture frames lining the tabletop around the lighted make-up mirror. She recognized his family because she was such a huge fan, his parents', his sisters' and his younger brother, Aaron. She picked up t-shirt he had thrown haphazardly on the floor and shamelessly buried her nose in the soft fabric; it smelled like fabric softener and Nick. She jumped as he silently appeared behind her, covering her eyes with his long, warm fingers and chuckling as she struggled to compose herself. His breath was warm on her cheek and he wore an aftershave that made her want to dispense with formality and throw him to the floor in reckless abandon.
“I’m right here, Kate." He whispered softly. “I told you I would be, didn’t I?” He casually swept the soft hair off of her neck and dipped his head forward so his lips could plant soft, moist kisses beneath her ear and lower.
She sighed softly, leaning her head back against his strong shoulder. Her hand reached back to rest at the base of his neck, her thumb caressing the warm skin beneath her fingers as his hand slowly trailed down her arm and over her ribs. It felt so right, being with Nick. She placed her small hands over his larger ones and guided them slowly down the front of her silky blouse, over her breasts and down to rest on her hips. She heard his swift intake of breath as she turned to face him, her body making full contact. She was just as beautiful as he remembered, even more so if that was possible.
“Yes, you certainly did Nick. I see you are a man of your word.”
She was intimidated by his height and striking features. He was wearing form fitting blue jeans and a white hooded sweatshirt. She reached up and playfully fingered his long blond locks, the nerves kicking up in her stomach at the thought of what she was going to do to his hair. He pulled her close, his warm, soapy scent wafting to her nose. She wondered if he was half as turned on as she was.
“Are you ready for me, Nick?” His eyes widened in amusement. She didn’t mess around. “Because I’m so ready for you.”
“You have no idea how ready I am, Kate.” Nick’s eyes never left her face as his hand brushed up against her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. Kate’s heart raced as his other hand explored the small of her back beneath her blouse. “Do you think you can handle a guy like me, Kate?”
“Well, I’m not quite sure, Nick. Maybe you can show me how to handle a guy like you? What’s your pleasure?”
“I have a feeling that you’ll know just what I like.” He grinned mischievously, boldly cupping her bottom, kneading her soft cheeks in his capable hands.
She groaned as one hand left her rear to travel to the flat of her stomach and tease around the waistband of her leather pants. His fingers settled in her silky, brown hair as he pulled her closer still; parted lips mere inches apart. His breath was warm and sweet, smelling, like a soft breeze against her flushed cheeks. Kate inched forward, sighing in response to the slow swish of his lips back and forth against her mouth. At first, they were tender caresses, as if her lips were like soft pieces of clay that needed to be molded with the warmth and moisture of his lips. Then his kiss deepened with every stroke across her swollen mouth, her body trembled as his palm rested lightly against the curve of her jaw, her small whimpers of pleasure vibrating beneath his fingers.
Nick reluctantly tore his lips away from her mouth. He recognized the fire in her eyes. He had been fantasizing their afternoon together and he knew it was going to be perfect, but not in his dressing room with a broken lock on the door.
“Why don’t we go into the make-up room? We won’t be disturbed in there this early.”
She smoothed her hair and nodded eagerly. “Lead the way.”
Nick grabbed her hand. They dodged a few dancers and crewmembers as they made their way down the long hallway to the make-up room. Nick opened the door and fumbled for the switch. The room was brightly lit with a stereo system in one corner, three make-up chairs against one wall and a shampoo sink on the end.
Nick flopped down in the middle chair and looked at himself critically in the mirror, his fingers impatiently pushing his hair out of his eyes. He sat in chairs just like this one many times, but he’d never been this excited. He didn’t even care if she screwed his hair up because all he wanted was for her to touch him…all over. She locked the door before coming up behind him, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders, as her eyes made shy contact through the mirror. Instinctively, she slowly started massaging his shoulders and then worked her way up the back of his neck with her fingers. He melted beneath her gentle touch.
“Oh, your shoulders are so tense, Nick. Just relax.” He closed his eyes and moaned softly as her fingers kneaded the sore muscles of his neck. He was tense and her hands were blissfully soft and warm. Her scent was intoxicating, a sweet mixture of wildflowers and musk. He almost forgot where he was as her hands and fingers molded to his neck and shoulders.
“So what am I going to do for you today, Nick?” She asked as she ran her inexperienced fingers lightly through his hair, while checking the length between her fingers. His hair was very long and if he wanted to go short, she would be cutting a hell of a lot of hair. The thought terrified her. "Your hair looks pretty good to me, handsome.” He opened his eyes to challenge her.
“Nah, I think I need a brand new look, don’t you?
“Well…” She taps her bottom lip with her finger and cocks her head as she studies him through the mirror.
Maybe something short and sexy?” He suggested.
“That’s a possibility.”
“Do you want to be the one to give me a sexy new look, Kate?”
“It’s your call, Nick. It’s your hair.”
“I know, but what do you think? I mean you’re the professional. Should I go really short again or just a little off the top?” She sighed and answered him honestly.
“I’d go short, Nick.” She cupped her hands on either side of his face. “See, with your face and bone structure,” she traced the outline of his jaw with her fingertip, “it’s the best option for you and I think you look really sexy with your hair tousled.” She mussed it lightly with her fingertips to prove her point.
“See, doesn’t that look better?” Nick smiled as he watched her play with his hair and felt he was in good hands. Obviously, she took her job very seriously, but Nick wasn’t ready to get serious just yet. He noticed the way her hands trembled every time they talked about his hair and he wondered if she really cut hair for a living or if she made it up to get near him. He decided to play along because he was having fun, there was no harm done, well not yet anyway, and she was a beautiful woman.
“You know, there’s always someone trying to get their hands in my hair, Kate, but this time I chose you.”
I’m stupid to think I can do this. Kate thought to herself nervously. He’s a wonderful guy and I’m deceiving him. “I’m honored, Nick.” She whispered softly, her eyes downcast to hide her nervousness. If he realized she was inexperienced, he wasn’t letting on.
He slid down in the slippery seat, resting his head awkwardly on the back of the chair as he looked up at her with wide eyes. He wanted to tell her that she was special, that he didn’t spend his free time with every woman who offered themselves to him, but he decided to keep quiet, for now. Kate leaned forward to slowly run her fingertip across the worry lines of his forehead, down his cheek, over his chin and lightly over his lips before resting her hands on either side of his warm face. She laid her cheek against his forehead as her thumbs caressed the soft skin beneath his ears. She felt content. He could have any girl he wanted but he chose to spend time with her. She lifted her head, bent closer and kissed one eye, then the other. His long neck stretched on for miles and was too inviting not to take a taste, so she began her journey with little kisses up and down his throat. His body squirmed beneath her touch as she brought him incredible pleasure. She replaced her lips with the tip of her tongue, brushing a pattern from his neck to chin, then blowing softly across his damp skin. He shuddered and reached up to cup her face in his capable hands.
“You like how I taste, Kate?” He teased.
She lifted her head quickly and Nick was flattered to see the blush dotting her cheeks, the unsteady rise of her chest and the desire in her eyes. “What do you think, Nick?” She gasped as he reached forward to smooth a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes closing in anticipation as his fingers made feathery contact with her skin.
“I think you want more than that, Kate.” He smirked as he hopped up from the chair. He was enjoying watching her squirm a bit.
“No fair, Nick. Come here.” She reached her hand out to him.
Nick shook his head no and then clasped her outstretched hand. “Patience, Kate.” He kissed her sweaty palm and with slow, deliberate movements he tasted every finger of her hand, swirling his tongue around the salty tip of each one, before releasing her hand abruptly.
“What should I do first, Kate?” He asked softly with pure longing in his eyes. His admiring glances were not going unnoticed by her. She shifted her weight back and forth to rid herself of the physical ache for him, but it was no use. She watched as his gaze moved lower and lower, thankful that he couldn’t see her damp panties.
“Ummm…" She mused, motioning to the chair by the shampoo bowl. "Why don’t we start with a scalp massage? A little something to relax you before the show tonight and then, I’ll wash your hair.”
“Sounds good. Should I lay back?” He motioned towards the chair.
She tapped the edge of the sink. “Yeah, right here.” He sat down and Kate wrapped a fluffy towel around his neck, placing both of her hands on his shoulders reassuringly as he leaned back in the chair. “Do you want the footrest, Nick?”
“I want the full treatment. I want to be comfortable.” Kate nodded, then leaned forward to pull the lever on the chair for him. She bit down on her bottom lip as his eyes fluttered shut. She couldn’t believe he was close enough to touch. She refocused her thoughts to the task at hand and cleared her throat.
“How about a blindfold?”
He opened one eye, looking surprised, but pleased. “A blindfold? That sounds kinky.”
“Kinky?” She thought it over and laughed out loud, a soft, amused laugh that was music to his ears. “Now, that’s a new one. You’ll just have to wait to find out about that.” She smiled warmly, feeling totally at ease with him.
“Actually, I just didn’t want the overhead lights to bother your eyes. You’re supposed to be relaxing you know.”
He chuckled. “Sure, a blindfold would be great.” Nick folded his hands over his stomach and closed his eyes again. He looked like an angel, a talented, rich, handsome, and unpredictable angel.
Kate placed warm pads over his eyes and rather than stand behind him, she leaned across him, her knee resting comfortably between his legs, her breasts lightly brushing over his chest as she began to massage the soft skin at his temples, first with her fingers and then with her lips. She slowly made her way down to the smooth skin of his ears, nibbling his earlobe and tracing and tasting the rim of his ear with her tongue.
At this point, Nick was sitting on his hands, chewing a hole the size of Texas in his lip and stifling his groans of pleasure by digging his fingertips into the cushioned seat of the chair. It took all of his restraint to keep from ripping her clothes off and having his way with her right then and there. He had never felt so relaxed or pampered. This fascinating woman was making him feel so good.
Kate ran her fingers lightly through his silky hair and massaged his scalp in small circles, just like the book instructed her to do. She worked diligently for at least five minutes and Nick was either asleep or very relaxed as his breathing became slow and easy. She quietly turned on the warm water and proceeded to wet his hair. Then, she uncapped every shampoo on the shelf and chose one that smelled like coconuts and drizzled some into her hand. She rubbed her palms together, working up a creamy lather, before burying her slippery fingers in his long hair to continue her fragrant massage. She paid close attention to his temples, because he liked when she touched him there and the back of his neck, where he was the most tense. She carefully eased herself onto his lap and leaned forward to plant sweet kisses along his jaw line and down his warm throat. She lost herself in his masculine scent and while she realized she was giving him pleasure, she was sure that he had no idea what kind of pleasure he was giving her.
Suddenly, she was caught off guard as Nick’s arm snaked around her waist. One arm held her in a vice grip as his free hand roamed agonizingly slow over her rear before coming around to her breasts, lightly brushing across the soft material of her blouse. She gasped in surprise as his fingers dipped into the front of her pants. She arched her back, moaned and physically ached to touch him all over, but her hands were wet and soapy.
Instead, she whispered softly in his ear, her warm breath causing goose bumps to erupt on his arms. “Let go, Nick. Your hair is full of soap.”
He was very relaxed and sleepy. “I don’t care, Kate.” He grinned. “You started it.” He released her reluctantly and she stood to rinse the rest of the soap from his hair. She finished, turned off the water and began towel drying his hair. She removed the towel to find his hair standing on end. It looked sexy and felt silky soft as she playfully fingered the long strands.
“Nick, are you ready for part two?” She asked, removing the eye pads. He sat up, his eyes readjusting to the light and zoning in on her water speckled blouse.
“If it’s anything like part one, I am more than ready.” He replied huskily. Kate smiled as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse for him, revealing a lacy black bra beneath the clingy fabric.
“Whew! Is it hot in here, Nick or is it just me?” She asked innocently, batting her pretty eyelashes.
“I think,” He licked his lips, “it’s really hot in here. Come here, baby.” He reached for her hand and pulled her roughly down to straddle his lap, his hands sure and gentle as he slowly caressed her cheek with the back of his hand before inching down the curve of her long, fragrant neck.
“Uh Nick, I’m supposed to be cutting your hair remember?” He nodded as he pulled her closer to nibble the tender flesh covering her collarbone; first on the left side and then on the right. She tangled her fingers in his damp hair, pulling him closer to her breast.
“Later Kate, I want to taste you. Mmmm…you taste sweet and you smell delicious.” She moaned at the slight touch of his fingers along her neck as his tongue flicked in and out of her ear, nibbling her ear lobe until she squirmed out of reach.
“You’ve asked for it now, Carter.”
He smiled. “Oh God, that’s what I was hoping you’d say.”
Kate’s eyes fluttered shut. She knew she must be dreaming, a sigh of pleasure escaping her lips as Nick reached up to run his fingers slowly through her silky hair, admiring each individual strand as if he’d never seen anything so lush and beautiful. A shudder of pleasure rippled throughout her body. She reminded herself to breathe as his cool fingers came to rest at the back of her neck, his thumb lightly caressing the smooth skin beneath his fingers. Nick pulled her head down to meet his lips before slowly tracing her lower lip with the tip of his tongue. Kate’s pulse quickened as he leaned closer to press a soft kiss against her upturned mouth, his chest heaving as he teased her lips apart, first gently licking and nibbling, finally allowing her eager tongue join in the duel. His mouth boasted a warm cavern of smooth, tasty flesh begging to be sampled and savored. She groaned as he welcomed her exploration of his full lips while his hands rested firmly on either side of her hips, teasing her, making her wait for satisfaction. She boldly lifted the hem of his sweatshirt, her fingers slipping beneath the material to caress the soft, moist skin beneath her palms.
“This sweatshirt has to go, Nick.” She tugged a handful of material as he simultaneously pulled it roughly over his head and threw it to the floor, her eyes drawn immediately to his colorful body art. Kate tilted her head to take a closer look at his wide array of tattoos.
“I love your tatts, Nick.” She murmured as she traced his shark with her finger before letting her tongue roam freely over his smooth shoulder. “Ahhh…they taste so sweet. I want to taste every one.” Nick watched in amusement as she memorized every picture.
He stood up with her legs wrapped around his waist and lowered them down to the carpeted floor. His hand traveled lightly over her delicate skin, slipping behind her back to release the clasp of her bra like a pro.
“I want to feel you next to me, Kate.” He murmured as he leaned forward to suckle on her swollen bottom lip.
She sat up slightly as his fingers traveled from her back to her shoulders, inching the silky straps down one by one to release her into his waiting hands.
“You’re beautiful.” He grinned appreciatively as she shared her body with him. He eagerly took her lovely breast into his mouth, suckling on her creamy flesh as her back arched to meet him halfway. Her rosy nipples tingled as the back of his hand brushed lightly over the swollen peaks. Kate urged him onto his back and framed his face with her hands, kissing him gently on the forehead then trailing her tongue down his cheek and over his jaw as her lips closed over the soft skin of his neck, alternately biting and sucking, leaving a faint red welt of desire. His breathing was labored and ragged; waiting for her next move, anticipating the pleasure she was going to bring him as her tongue swirled seductively across his bottom lip.
She stood on rubbery legs and continued undressing for him. Then she took his hand and pulled him to his feet. She gathered him close and slowly lowered the zipper of his jeans, pulling them down with a whoosh until they pooled at his ankles. His briefs soon followed and her cool hands moved to cup his warm rear. “Hmmm…that feels so good, Kate.”
“I want you to feel good.” She murmured as she grasped him in her hand, eliciting a pained groan. “Your friend here is happy to see me. I think we need to help your friend. What do you say, Nick?” She grinned at his obvious discomfort.
Nick chewed on his lower lip and nodded as Kate fell to her knees and proceeded to run her tongue slowly up and down his length, paying special attention to the blue vein running up the underside, a particularly sensitive spot.
“Do you like this, Nick?” She blew a stream of cool air across the tip and he shivered at the sensation radiating through his body. “Does this feel good?”
“God, Kate.” He groaned. “I want to be inside you. I need to be inside you.” He looked in her eyes for permission to continue. God, he hoped she would say “yes.” He had never been so turned on as he was by this girl. She was incredible.
Kate sighed and nodded eagerly as she urged Nick back down to the floor and happily kissed her way up to his neck, burying her face in the warm, smooth skin. “Oh yes, Nick. That’s more than okay. I want you, too.”
He rolled her onto her back gently, his fingers teasing the flat of her stomach before trailing down to the silky skin of her inner thighs. As his lips brushed fluttery kisses around her bellybutton, she whimpered his name and he replied in kind by slipping a single finger inside her, the sensation filling her like rolling ocean waves from head to toe. Nick lifted his head, afraid he was hurting her, but the look on her face told him that the emotion she was feeling was not pain or fear, but pure contentment.
“Does that feel good, baby? Do you want more? ” As she groaned a response, he inserted a second and then a third finger while her hips grinded and maneuvered his fingers to her advantage. He lowered his head, his hands holding her hips still as he teased her warm, moist heart with his lips and tongue until her body shook with uncontrollable tremors. “I need you inside me, Nick!” She gasped.
He reached down, pulled his wallet out of his jeans and grabbed the condom inside. Kate sat up and shakily took the package from his outstretched hand and tore it open. He watched her fumble for a moment and then reached over to help her guide the rubber into place.
Kate lowered herself back down to the floor and reached up to gather Nick in her arms. He lowered himself just to the side of her so their bodies were touching, but he wasn’t crushing her. He rested his knee between her warm legs, an arm propped near her shoulder as he brushed the sweat-dampened hair lovingly from her cheek with his free hand. She licked her lips as she pulled his head down to meet her kiss, his fingers trailing by touch over the soft skin of her breasts, down to her stomach and then finally to rest along her inner thigh. She voluntarily parted her legs for him as he shifted his weight and entered her tenderly, watching her eyes for any hint of pain. His eyes glazed over as they established a comfortable rhythm. Then he languished in the longest, most passionate kiss he had ever experienced in his life, letting his mouth stifle her release. They reluctantly pulled apart and she pushed him over onto his back, falling asleep in the comfort of his arms.
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Part One