“Touch me.” She begs, moving back and forth trying to find friction on my lap. I pull back and still her movements. She has me all confused.
“I thought you were the one who wanted to take it slow.”
“I did, I do, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss in the hallway and the way you felt against me.”
What do I do, if I reject her now she’ll be hurt? If we do this and it blows up in my face afterwards it will be back to square one.
I attack her mouth once more in a hungry, soul stealing kiss.
“I’m not going to have sex with you tonight but I will make you feel good.” I mumble against her lips.
This time she pulls away from me.
“Isn’t this what you want?” She frowns at me.
“More than anything but we are not there yet, baby, I don’t want you to regret this. Just trust me okay.”
Keeping eye contact I shift her backwards a little on my legs, reach under her shirt and undo the button of her jeans, pull down the zipper and find my way in, my hand brushing the edge of her panties waiting for any sign she wants me to stop, when I see there is no reservation in her eyes I pull the elastic away from her skin and enter her panties, touching her warm bare skin as I make my way further down to her body’s entrance.
With my other hand I grab the back of her head, tangling my fingers in her hair, bringing her mouth to mine.
She is so warm, wet and feels like heaven in my arms. Sex was always a large part of our relationship and I’m really hoping there is no awkwardness and we can get back to how it used to be between us. The intoxicating scent of her arousal surrounds me causing my dick to twitch, trying to leap out through my pants wanting to get to her. Sorry buddy, not tonight.
I press my palm against her clit then gently ease my finger into her, she hisses in pleasure against my lips, I start to move in and out or her warmth ever so slowly at first, increasing in speed after a while adding a second finger as she starts to ride my hand, she’s huffing and panting as I steal and give breath back to her, she rips her mouth away from me laying her head on my shoulder, shuddering, I can feel her whole body shaking, I can feel her begin to climb higher and higher aiming for the peak.
“Don’t hold back.” I whisper in her ear.
I push against her sensitive nub with my thumb, curve my finger inside her rubbing against her inner wall hitting her g-spot, I feel her muscles instantly contract bringing her release closer. A few more thrusts and she cries out, cuming so hard she drenches my hand with her orgasm. I can’t stop the smile spreading across my face with the knowledge that it was me that made her fall apart so easily. I slow my movements riding it out with her.
I pepper her face with tiny kisses as she comes back down to earth.
Her hands move to my belt fumbling to get it undone. I cover her hands with my own stopping her.
“What about you?” She asks. It’s not hard to miss the erection straining against my pants.
“No, this was just for you.”
“Why?” She’s looking at me like I’m crazy and maybe I am.
“I told you I don’t want to rush this, I want it to be perfect. I’ll survive.” She pouts looking adorable. “The truth is I’m also a little nervous.” I admit. “I’ve been fantasising about this for so long but I haven’t …you know….since before the accident and I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you.” She plays with the small buttons of my polo shirt.
“I get what you’re saying but you could never disappoint me, I haven’t forgotten how it used to be between us. We’ll get back there one day and it’s probably best to wait but hey at least we know it’s working.” She giggles rubbing her hand over my cock.
“Not helping.” I groan.
“Sorry. That’s a long time by the way.”
“You have no idea.” I chuckle.
I envelope her in my arms, resting her head in the middle of my chest and sit on that couch cuddling, not saying a word, just enjoying being in each other’s presence. For the first time since I’ve been back in her life there is no need for words.
“I better get back to Charlotte in case she wakes up.” She says into my chest. I’m so content and relaxed I don’t want either one of us to move.
“Five more minutes.” I tell her keeping my arms around her.
Chapter 25
Alannah
Leaving Nick on the couch I climb the stairs, feeling his eyes following me up until I reach the bedroom. My daughter is spread eagled across the mattress so I push her little legs over giving myself enough room to sleep. Turning off the bedside lamp I lay down, however my brain doesn’t shut off and is replaying our interaction on the couch, I can’t say I’m not disappointed he stopped me, but we both need to be ready to take this next step. I felt safe in his arms, relaxed, without a single worry. I was content to continue sitting there. I haven’t felt that way for so long, in the past being held by him always made it seem like everything was right in the world and tonight was no different. I’ve had to continue being strong for the two of us, whether I had it in me or not, but for once I completely let my guard down and it was okay, it wasn’t the end of the world.
When I wake up it’s still early, the sun has barely risen, I roll over to face Charlotte expecting to see her sleeping except she’s not next to me. I sit up looking around assuming she may be in the bathroom but the light is off. I get up and step out of the room, she’s probably watching cartoons. I get downstairs where not a single sound can be heard. I check the TV room but that too is empty. Where could she be? There are so many places in this enormous apartment she could get to. I rush to Nick’s room to wake him in order to ask him to check the security monitors for her, only as I push open his door I find her fast asleep in his bed beside him. How and why is she in here? My heart slows down upon seeing her in here. I take a moment allowing my eyes to roam his naked torso, the covers stopping at his waist. This man always sleeps shirtless, no matter the weather outside. They both look so peaceful I tiptoe out letting them sleep.
Half an hour later Nick finds me in the kitchen where I’m reading the morning news on my phone. He greets me good morning with a kiss to the temple then heads for the coffee machine.
“Imagine my surprise at finding a cute brunette in my bed,” he teases.
“Yeah, I had no idea she got up and came down to you. I got a fright when I couldn’t find her.”
“It’s fine, and I promise you she can’t leave the apartment, the door is bolted and locked at night. Anyway I had an idea yesterday to paint and have a bedroom decorated for Charlotte, give her a space that’s all hers and have it all ready for the next time you’re here.” It makes sense, we’re sure to spend time here in the future. I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t already prepared one.
Once our dear daughter gets up and Nick tells her his idea she squeals with excitement, so after breakfast the two of them along with Wade made their way to the hardware store for her to choose the colour of her walls. Nick is calling it a daddy/daughter project and they will order furniture together online after they’re done painting. Good luck to him, I know how difficult our daughter can be when she can’t make up her mind. They could be there for hours arguing over colours.