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SOONER OR LATER   by Janey                                 <<< Part 3

PART 4

The following morning Dina woke up with a large smile on her face after dreaming of Nicky. The sneaky rat had called her bluff and caught her out the previous night, but she was pleased. For once they had parted without a bad atmosphere, but rather happy and with hope for the future. Of course Dina knew that they still had things to discuss, but they had made a start. Now it was up to them both to build on that.

She had a morning filled with boring meetings, not arriving back at the offices until late afternoon.
“Dina,” said Graham her boss sternly, “come through for a minute will you?”
Dejectedly she trudged after him, wondering why he was in such a bad mood. Graham was a boss she rarely saw, except for during her first week, and it was incredibly difficult to get hold of him, and when he was around, like now, he perpetually seemed to be a bad mood.

In his office he motioned for her to sit down. Something about him was odd, he had a strange expression, almost vacant and even from where she was she noticed that his pupils were dilated. Not for the first time she suspected that he was on drugs.

“How do you think you’re doing?” he barked at her, running his fingers through the few wispy hairs that still sat on his head.
“I’ve increased the profile of several of the artists and gained them more airplay. Staccato have had their first number one single and album so I think that for six months I’m doing pretty well.”
“Not well enough though. We expected more of you.”
“How much more in such a short time?”
“Hall or Nothing have a lot of high profile clients, I don’t see you trying to woo any of them over to us.” His face was contorted with disappointment as he hitched his ill fitting trousers over his rather large stomach, making Dina flinch at the sight.

“That was never mentioned to me when I enquired about this job and I would have never have taken it if I knew there was that expectation. I made it clear that Martin and Terri are my friends too; if an artist’s contract is up for negotiation, fine I’ll be there, but I will not poach and I made that perfectly clear!”
“I think you’ve underestimated the expectations that we had of you.”
“And may I remind you that my contract is reviewed monthly, at my request, so that if either of us is unhappy we can sort it out quickly. Perhaps you would like my resignation?” Dina stared at him, not once breaking her gaze. How dare he assume she would do such a thing? Now she had to see if her bluff would work.

“Let’s not be hasty, just think about what I’ve said,” he said, eyeing her up creepily making Dina squirm uncomfortably in her chair.
“I will don’t worry,” she answered as sweetly as she could muster. She then stood up and opened his door.
“Good. We can make this work you know.”
Whilst he was talking Dina’s secretary approached her.
“Sorry to come and get you Dina but Nicky Wire of Manic Street Preachers is on the phone; he says it’s urgent he speaks with you.”

“Thanks,” she said noticing the way that Graham’s eyes lit up at the mention of Nicky’s name.
“Still in contact with the band Dina?”
“Not as such no,” she answered. “Carla I don’t want to be disturbed for at least the next hour and a half, so please just take messages for me, unless it really is something urgent. I have several calls to make after I’ve finished with Mr Wire and a couple of meetings to arrange.”
“Certainly. You also wanted reminding that you have a meeting booked at Claridge’s tonight at 7.30 with Michael Eckleson of Determined History.”

“Thank you Carla.” Dina forced a smile at her boss, closed the door and sat down in her swivel chair with a huge smile spreading over her face. “Mr Wire, I was told that it was urgent, how may I help you?”
“I’m missing you,” he answered, unable to keep the smutty giggle quiet.
“That’s not urgent,” she giggled back and then whispered, “but it’s great to hear from you, and great timing too.”
“Bad day?”
“It’s started to get better now.”

“Flatterer! Anyhow, Rachel was driving me to the shops and I saw you walking into your offices. I love the tight short black skirt you have on, especially as it has such a large slit at the front. I was imagining sitting in front of you in a meeting and being able to see up it and glimpse your knickers.”
“That’s interesting,” she said coyly. “I’m not sure how productive a meeting it would be though.”
“I’m sure that at least one thing would be raised,” Nicky sniggered.
“I don’t doubt that for a minute.”
“Perhaps we could get together later and discuss it?”
“Not tonight I’m afraid, I already have a business meeting so…”

Suddenly the door to her office was thrown open and Graham stood there gesticulating wildly to her, so reluctantly she explained to Nick she was going to put him on hold for a second.
“Cancel the other one, no I’ll do it instead. You must meet with him; it could mean we get to steal Manic Street Preachers from Hall or Nothing! Go on, organise it!”   With a hugely ridiculous grin, he almost skipped out of her office.

“Nick, I’m back. So, where and when tonight then?”
“My house as soon as you finish.”
“I won’t have time to change or shower.”
“You can do that here. I might even share a shower with you if you play your cards right.”
“That’s an interesting proposal.”
“Your boss is listening isn’t he? No worries; call me as soon as you leave after picking some fresh clothes from your house, but don’t change and don’t shower.”
“I can do that. It’ll be my pleasure. See you later.”
“See you. Oh and Dina…I love you.”

Dina went straight to Graham’s office to let him know what was happening.
“I just thought that I’d let you know that I have arranged a meeting with Nicky Wire for tonight, however he requested an earlier time so I’m having to reschedule a few things. If you could make a couple of calls for me I can get Carla to do the others and I can organise the other things first thing in the morning.”
Graham smirked like a dirty old man. “Take the morning off to recover. Just charm him like you’ve never charmed anyone before. I want them to come to us; do whatever it takes, and I mean ‘whatever’ it takes. Still good-looking chap like that, you should have no trouble falling into bed with him.”

Dina was aghast; surely she had misheard. “I’m sorry, what did you just say?”
He stood up and tottered over to her, pulling at the collar of her blouse. “Don’t tell me you’ve never slept with someone to get them to sign to you Dina. It’s common practise.”
She was incensed. “How the fuck dare you speak to me that way? And before you say it, I resign and fuck serving my notice. I won’t be in tomorrow or ever again!”
“Yes you will, because if you don’t serve out your notice I’ll spread it around that you sleep with anyone; you’ll never work again.”
“Bastard!”
“Now, Now! Go on, you need to get off and make yourself alluring to Nicky Wire.”
Dina turned on her heels and stormed out of the office.

On settling in her car, she put the c.d. on, currently she was listening to ‘The Joshua Tree’ by U2, and Bono’s soulful voice was helping her to calm down but she was still livid. Eventually she felt composed enough to make the drive home.

She packed an over night bag with everything that she would need but before she left decided to call Martin.
“Dina! It’s great to hear from you. I hope you’re still coming to our barbecue this weekend.”
“Look Martin I’m sorry to be abrupt but this isn’t a social call, I need your help.”
Martin heard the fear and panic in her voice and was immediately concerned; it usually took a hell of a lot to fluster Dina. “Has something happened with you and Nicky?” he asked with deep trepidation. “I heard from Rachel today that you two had started to work on your differences.”
“We have but this isn’t about Nicky.”

Dina tearfully poured out all of the gory details to Martin, who assured her that she could have her job back. When she had left they had just allocated her artists with others already employed there so didn’t advertise her post; Martin said it was because he hoped she would want to go back.
“How long is your notice; a month?” Martin queried.
“No, 10 days thank goodness but I don’t really want to work it if I can avoid it,” she sighed heavily unable to disguise her unhappiness.

“You won’t have to don’t worry. When is the dick-head due back in the office, I know he’s rarely there.”
“Tomorrow, he’s covering some of my stuff and then Friday I think, why?”
“If you don’t want to do this it’s fine, you can leave there and start back with us next week, but it would help if you would go in as planned for a few more days, I’m going to enlist the help of the boys with this one.”
“As long as I know that something is being done I can hang in for a bit longer.”

“Ok, I’m going to call Sean, Nicky and James to get them on board, plus I need a gadget or two from Sean. I’ll call you back later Dina ok? Don’t worry honey, this will all work out. Never thought, have you told Nicky about this?”
“No, I’m on my way there now so you’ll need to contact me there; I’m staying over.”
“Things really are looking up then?”
“Let’s just say that he made me accept how I feel about him instead of trying to run away from it. We have a long way to go but at least now we’re talking we stand a chance.”
“You’ll be fine; you’re ideally suited Dina.”

Nicky ran out to her as soon as Dina stepped out of her car. She smirked at the vision before her; Nicky grinning madly and saying her name over and over, then she was being whisked into the air and spun around.
“I’m so pleased you’ve come,” Nicky beamed happily.
“Me too,” she sighed rubbing her face against his and her hands stroking his back lovingly. “Shall we go in?”
Nicky put her down so she could stand on the tarmac, took her bag from the boot of her car, her suit from the back seat and walked with her into his home.

Dina blushed as she recalled what had happened the last time that she was here, but she brushed it aside.
“I’ve made up one of the other rooms for you; I didn’t want to presume anything,” Nicky said shyly.
“Thanks.” Dina giggled like a schoolgirl in the throes of her first love. “There is one thing that you can do for me though.”
“Which is?” he asked nervously.
“Well, you can kiss me.” Dina smiled softly at Nicky, walking towards him purposefully. On reaching him she tenderly stroked her hands over his cheeks and gazed into his beautifully vibrant blue eyes. “I’ve been very good and didn’t get showered or changed for you.”

“I noticed you didn’t change; thank you.”
Dina touched his warm lips with her own, slowly probing with her tongue until he started to part his, ready for her to kiss him but instead of holding her and responding he pulled away from her.
“Nicky?”
With sorrow in his eyes he caressed her jaw. “I have wanted you for so long and I nearly lost you by being such a twat.”
“We have time for talking later. Right now I really want you to hold me and kiss me.”
“Come here, honey.”

His strong masculine arms cradled her, and he pressed his lips against hers, teasing her by running his tongue along them without slipping it inside her. However, he didn’t manage it for long. Soon his passions rose and he was pushing her against the wall, using a leg to push hers a little wider but he was restricted by her tight skirt.

Kissing her deeply and moaning into her mouth, Nicky stroked and tickled the inside of her thighs, gradually working his fingertips up until he felt the softness of her briefs. He hissed into her mouth, slowly rubbing along her wetness with one hand and the other pushing her skirt higher up.
“Nicky…”

He said nothing to answer her, instead he increased the passion and want in his kisses, and ripped her knickers off her, groaning loudly as his desire for her took him over. Dina shivered and thrust herself into him, grinding her crotch against his now wet fingers. Whenever she was close to this man she behaved recklessly but right now it was what she needed; what they both needed. So much pent up emotion had built up and it needed a release.

Dina rubbed her hand over his crotch and slowly slid down his zip, his erection evident against his boxershorts. Swiftly she undid the button and then yanked at them impatiently, tugging them down to his knees, then using a foot to push them to his ankles. Nicky raised a leg to help her and pretty soon they had both items on the floor.

He lifted her up supporting her with his hands under her buttocks, and Dina wrapped her legs around him moaning softly when his hardness became a part of her. He really was something special. Nicky pulled at her blouse with his teeth making Dina giggle at his impatience until she took pity on him and opened the offending buttons and opened her front-fastening bra for him.

“Beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely, continuing to thrust energetically inside her and then nibbling on her voluptuous breasts.
Dina twined her fingertips in his hair and bucked against him, her orgasm ready to flow through her. “Nicky…” she sighed, and then gasped as her body trembled and her muscles contracted around Nicky triggering his own orgasm.

Panting heavily and happily sated, she slid down onto the floor, Nicky kissing and holding her, his own breathing ragged and his body bathed in a shiny layer of perspiration. He looked at her curiously when he noticed her attempting to stifle some laughter.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, nibbling at the soft skin beneath her ear and smiling when he felt her shiver against him.
“Us,” she smirked back. “Fancy two adults not being able to control themselves, and to think 24 hours ago things were so different.”
“Not that different. You invited me around and there was definitely something in the air until the panic set in.”
“Umm,” muttered Dina, the events playing over in her mind. “Then you played a trick on me!”
“Worked though didn’t it?”
“Yes, yes it did.” Tenderly she planted a brief kiss on his inviting lips. “So, do I get my shower now?”
Nicky laughed and stood up, holding out a hand to help her to her feet, “only if I get to share it.”
“I think I can deal with that!” she teased.

After showering they had made love again, slowly and tenderly this time. Both wanting to take their time and savour the intimacy as they learned their partner’s body and what inflamed them.

Nicky put some plates into the oven on a low temperature to warm them ready for when their take away arrived ‘I can’t be bothered to cook’ he had explained earlier, and Dina was setting the table; trust Wire to want to be civilised!

“Nick honey, I need to talk to you,” she sighed, rubbing her hands over his arms.
“I’ve explained about…”
“No, no not that. This is about Graham, my boss.”
“Now you’re making me nervous,” Nicky said with lots of concern. “Your eyes have lost all of their fun and sparkle; what’s wrong Dina?” Tenderly he guided her through to the lounge and invited her to sit down, and then sat beside her.

“He called me in to his office for an impromptu appraisal and gave a me a rollicking for not doing enough; turns out he expected me to poach from Hall or Nothing, so when you called he listened outside the door. He practically went apoplectic when he heard me saying about having a business meeting, stormed into the office and told me he’d take my other one so I could see you; fuck, he practically had an orgasm at the idea of being able to sign you.”
“He must have known that you wouldn’t betray Martin.”
“Nicky I think his mind is so addled with drugs that he doesn’t even know what planet he’s on half the time. The worst thing though was when, hang on, promise me you won’t get mad here,” she implored, searching his eyes for agreement.
“I have an awful idea that I know what’s coming next,” he said with an ironic snigger. “He propositioned you; came on to you.”

Dina inhaled sharply; unsure as to how he would react, she grew more and more anxious. “He kinda did but…” she took a deep breath, “he gave me tomorrow morning off so that I could ‘entertain’ you, and he made it clear that he expected me to sleep with you if need be, to get the contract.”
“He fucking did what?” spat Nicky, hitting the arm of the sofa with rage; his handsome features contorted and twisted with anger and disgust.
“Hey calm down please, this is hard enough for me.”
“I know and I’m sorry, but hell, what a fucking lecher!”
“I told him I was resigning straight away but he told me if I did I’d never work again,” she paused as Nicky looked at her with confusion. “He said he’d spread a rumour that I slept with anyone and would make sure I would never get another job.”

Nicky swore out loud again and stomped up and down the lounge in fury, desperately trying to calm himself down. Dina wanted to go to him and put her arms around his shoulders but knew that he had to do this; he was thinking, taking in what she had said and deciding what to do.
“I called Martin and he’s happy for me to go back to Hall or Nothing. He’s going to get in touch with Sean and get some gadgets off him and he’ll also contact you and James because he wants you to help with whatever it is he has up his sleeve,” Dina put forward as optimistically as she could.
“And that’s supposed to make it all all right is it? Well it doesn’t! I hate the thought of you being anywhere near a lowlife like him. What a creep; he must be one sad fucker to play those games.” Rather than calming down Nicky was growing more and more incensed; never a violent man, he seriously wanted punch Graham right between the eyes.

“Let’s wait and see what Martin has planned shall we?” she said hesitantly, now getting up and holding him warmly in her arms. “I know you’re hurting Nicky but please darling, give Martin a chance at this; I don’t want you doing anything that you’ll regret.”
“I wouldn’t regret…” he started to say then suddenly stopped that wonderfully wide, cheesy grin spreading on his lips. “What did you say?” He turned his body and rubbed his nose against hers.
“To give Martin a…”
“Not that,” he tittered. “Think what you called me.”
Dina screwed her face up and frowned racking her brain for what could have amused him so much; then she knew; “oh, that!”
“What would that be then?” he whispered, tormenting her a little.
“Darling,” she blushed. “That ok Nicky my darling?”
“I love it; I love you.”

The sound of rapid impatient knocking at the door disturbed their passion, reluctantly they parted and Nicky took a deep breath to control and calm himself, not wanting the delivery boy to catch him in a state of disarray. Dina flashed him a pointed glance and he realised that the short sleeved shirt and shorts he’d put on after their shower were all askew, the shirt having most of its buttons undone exposing his naked torso.
“Ok I’m coming,” called Nicky when another forceful knock could be heard, still trying to make himself look decent for when he opened the door.
“I think you should answer it like that,” tittered Dina, “if it’s a girl delivering the food she’ll adore you forever Nicky Wire.”
He flashed her a disgusted look but then couldn’t help but start giggling to her before going to the door.

Nicky had his hands submerged in a bowl of steamy soapy water, finishing off the washing up when the telephone trilled loudly; “get that for me could you love?” he asked with a smile.
Dina smiled and picked the phone up from the bracket on the kitchen wall, “hello,” she answered brightly expecting it to be Martin, only it wasn’t. “Rachel, hi ya. Yeah we’re just kinda finishing off the washing up so he’ll be with you soon, oh, hi Clara, daddy will be here in a minute; yes it is Dina honey. Did you? That sounds good, you’re making me jealous…”

Nicky smiled and dried his hands, she was good with Clara and Clara always seemed to enjoy having Dina around. He recalled the times he had gone to Rachel’s to pick Clara up when she was staying overnight at his home and was often struck by the friendship the two of them shared; whether or not Clara would feel quite the same when it became obvious that Dina was more than just daddy’s friend concerned him, but that was for the future.

Dina took Nicky his glass of wine and patted his shoulder and bestowed a tender kiss in the curve of his neck; he inhaled sharply, grinning wildly in return to her and then trying to look angry. Instead he managed an animalistic hungry stare and Dina then could hardly wait for him to finish his conversation. That gaze inflamed her passions.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked.
“Like what?” she asked innocently.
He backed her against the wall, pinning her still with his arms. “You know full well how,” he whispered to her. “You’re giving me the come on.”
“I am?” Dina said evenly pretending to be shocked.
“You know you are!” he sniggered, his gaze lingering lasciviously on her breasts which now had very prominent nipples jutting forwards.

“You are so gorgeous Wire, you know that don’t you?”
Nicky blushed. “Stop talking woman!” He reached down, grabbed her hands and then held them against the wall, above her head. “I am the luckiest man.”
“Glad you appreciate that!”
“Behave!” he laughed raucously. “I’ve worked hard enough to get you to notice me.”
“Nicky I noticed you the first time I met you all. Philip caught the way I was staring at you and told me about Rachel, broke my heart at the time but then I got to know Rachel and we became great friends. Talk about complicated.”

His lips lightly pressed against her neck, and then he flicked his tongue out and teased her with its tip along her collarbone. “Rachel is happy for us you know; we have her blessing.”
“Umm I know, she’s told me the same thing a few times. I don’t want to confuse Clara though, she’s gone through so much already.” She closed her eyes and turned her head to one side to facilitate Nicky’s nuzzling and nibbling. “We’ll have to take it slowly for her and most of all, be honest. She’s a bright girl so she’s bound to ask questions.”
Nicky stopped and gazed at her with a satisfied smirk; “she knows.”
“What?” spluttered Dina, shock evident in her features.
“She heard Rachel and I talking, asked some questions and she now knows that you’re her dad’s special friend.”
“Oh.”
“Relax, she seems perfectly happy with it. Of course we didn’t go into the finer details.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to.”
“I know that,” he winked. “Now, where were we… ah yes, about here I think…”

“Oh damn yes,” Dina panted, Nicky licking and sucking her driving her to another orgasm. She was still up against the wall with Nicky kneeling before her teasing her clit with his tongue, Dina resting a leg over his shoulder, bucking into his mouth.
Nicky knew she was due for her release and swapped his tongue for a finger and moved his tongue to probe inside her.
“Oh Nick! Please don’t…”

As Dina’s orgasm washed over her the phone rang but she was so lost in her own world it didn’t register with her; then the answering machine kicked in:
‘Please leave your name and number after the beep. If I can be bothered I’ll get back in touch with you.’ BEEP.
“I know you’re there so call me back when you’re not quite so erm… occupied. Catch you later.”

Nicky winked at her as he continued to taste her and stroke her with his finger, causing orgasm after orgasm to hit her. Her hands were clasping his hair tightly and her crotch was rocking back and forth as she muttered and moaned sounds that were deeply feral.

Eventually, unable to withstand anymore, she pulled his head back and slinked down onto the floor exhausted yet utterly overwhelmed and sated. Nicky curled up with her and cradled her shaking body as she recovered, stroking her hair soothingly and whispering gently to her.

“Someone should tell Martin he has lousy timing,” she giggled after some time, holding Nicky’s head in her hands affectionately.
“Umm,” Nicky tittered, clasping her tightly to him. “You ok?”
“I feel absolutely bloody wonderful!” she gushed. “However I do have a tiny problem.”
“What may that be?”
“I only brought one clean pair of knickers with me and you’ve ripped them! I never knew that you had a thing about tearing a woman’s knickers off; if I had I would have brought more with me.”
Nicky laughed raucously. “Sorry, I don’t know what happened. I don’t make a habit out of it, really I don’t.”

“Yes well,” she jokily admonished him, “thanks to you I’m going to have to go commando now; that’s going to be very interesting tomorrow because the suit has a short skirt like today’s.”
“It does? Oh that does it, I’m going into the office with you just so I can sit opposite you and gawp up your skirt.”
“You’re turning into a dirty old man Nicholas Jones,” Dina chortled. “I find that kinda horny and exciting.”
“You do? In that case, let’s get the rest of these clothes off; I can’t leave you unfulfilled can I huh?”

“What about Martin?” Dina inquired, not stopping Nicky from removing the rest of her clothing at all.
“Martin will have to find someone else to make love to; you’re mine!”
“Nicky, do me a favour.”
“Yes honey.”
“Find somewhere a little softer than the kitchen floor if you’re going to make love to me again.”
“Where’s your sense of adventure?”
“I think we need to try another room; we’ve had the entrance hall, bedroom, shower and kitchen; we could try the study.”
He picked her up in his arms; “and you called ME DIRTY? Let’s go christen the study shall we?”
Dina whooped in delight. Tonight was definitely going to be interesting.

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