Missing You
Title by: Meg
Story by: Rosalie
Rated NC-17
I trudged heavily up the internal stairs of my east LA apartment building. I stopped in front of the door with the crocked number ‘12’ on it and slackly opened the door. I lumbered in the door and kicked it shut with my boot covered foot, eternally grateful to be home. I removed my black jacket and hung it on the hook next to where I hung my bag. It had bee a more than hideous day at work and I wanted nothing more than a relaxing bath and to curl up with a book until I fell asleep.
A strong floral scent caught my nose and my eyes drifted around the living come dining area. To the left of me, on the four seating aged oak table sat a large bundle of roses. My mind wandered wondering how they had possibly ended up on my table next to the bowl of fake grapes, apples and singular banana my mother had given me, as an attempt to domesticate me. I strolled over and took the small white car from between the stems.
I wanna make you smile – Love Nickolas
I replaced the card, unknowingly with a smile the size of Texas on my face. Long distant relationships were never easy, but I thought in my heart for the last 6 months Nick and I had been giving it our best. I decided that Nick must have sent the flowers and the landlord would have put them on the table, leaving them elsewhere would surely have resulted in loosing them completely.
I walked over to the bedroom, peeling off my knit jacket as I walked. I unzipped the back of my black cotton skirt and as I reached the bedroom I let it slip down my legs, then kicked it up and off. I unbuttoned the navy blue shirt I’d worn all day and carried it, along with the skirt, over to the cupboard where I casually, without much thought, hung them up. I took the barrette from my hair and let my golden curls tumble leisurely down my back. I wrapped a fluffy pink bathrobe around my body hiding the mauve underwear underneath.
I walked at a slow pace from the bedroom across to the bathroom and peeled open the door, only to gape in surprise. The bath was already full, teaming with white bubbles and a line of glowing scented candle – Jasmine I believe – were in a procession along the side.
"Surprise" a soft familiar voice announced from behind the door.
"Nick, what are you doing here?" I proclaimed
"I flew up, I missed you" he grinned, using his left hand to fight his blond hair from falling in his face "I want to make you smile" he added with a side cock of the head and a large beaming smile
" I think you’ve done that" I grinned as I yanked him forward slamming his lips onto mine and kissing them passionately
"Happy to see me or something?" he smirked running his hands down the curve of my back, stopping just above my bottom
I flicked a piece of hair from his face and traced my index finger down the center of his broad chest stopping just above the line of his khaki pants. I bit my lower lip mischievously as I undid the fly and slipped my hand inside. I felt around, a smile plastered on my face as his penis began to grow from the persuasion pf my hands.
"Seems like your happy to see me too" I announced a wicked glow filming my eyes
His hands carefully undid the ties on my robe and pushed the sides back revealing my next to naked body.
"Seems like you’ve already done the hard work" he whispered playing with the clasp on the front clipping bra.
His fingers left the clasp and slid up my sides to my shoulders. He ran his hands down my arms pushing back the robe as he went.
"God I love undressing you" he whispered staring intently at my body.
I had to admit, I LOVED the feeling of his hands on my body, they always felt so right, like we were two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that fitted together perfectly.
He leant his head it kissing a trail down from my neck. He stooped down as he reached my heaving chest. His tongue circled underneath the lace, wetting my breast. His teeth went for the clasp and unhooked it with practiced skill. The bra flicked open revealing my breast, which Nick starred attentively at, like a lion waiting to devour its prey. His mouth wrapped around my left nipple, his tongue flicking around it as though he was playing tennis with his tongue and I was the ball. He sucked in, then licked around, repeating the process on the other side. My eyes closed, mesmerized by the feeling.
His hands skimmed down my body and slipped underneath my underwear as his mouth kept at my upper body. His fingers slipped between my legs, feeling me, mapping me. I moaned in sheer enjoyment as he played attentively with me.
"Come, on, I wanna wash you" he whispered stopping the rousing and leading me over to the bath. He held my hand as I stepped in and sunk down into the gloriously warm water.
He took a sponge from the bathroom cabinet then knelt down beside. His hand along with the sponge disappeared into the foamy water.
I felt the unmistakable feeling of the sponge gliding across my leg, it came out of the water at the peek of my leg. He ran in back down under the water, following the track of my leg, then starting on the other leg. His lips met with mine, his tongue darting around my mouth – he always had a way with that tongue.
Somewhere under the bubbles he lost the sponge, but continued gliding around my body. His fingers found their way back between my legs. His index finger entered as we remained kissing heatedly. A moan escaped from my mouth into his, which seemed to excite him more. His finger moved in and out of me, speeding up, then slowing down.
"God" I moaned, biting down on his lip as we kissed
He smiled in wonder.
"You want more?"
My head dropped against the wall and I managed to nod.
"Thought so" he delved his finger in deeper causing me almost to scream.
His other hand moved to my right breast. He gripped it with excitement, kneading it with the base of his palm in round circular motions.
My whole body was wrapped with pleasure as he stimulated every part of my body.
"Nick-" the breath passed through my lips
"Mmmm?" he smiled looking up at me with two wide eyes
"Take your pants off, it’s your turn" I whispered
He removed his hands from my body and wiped them quickly on a towel before he undid his pants and slipped them down his legs, followed by his boxers. He stepped out of them and stood in front of me, naked from the waist down. I sat up, exposing my chest and beckoned him closer.
"Sit" I smiled pointing to the opposite end of the bed that had a seat like piece of wood.
He obeyed, sitting down and placing his legs in the bath, leaving everything above his knees uncovered. I hovered over there, gliding without a sound through the water. My hands went to either ankle and spread his legs gently apart. I ran my fingers up his legs, using the stable of his knees to pull myself onto my knees. I took his hands and placed either one on my pulsating breast, begging him with my eyes to continue what he’d been doing. He accepted and began fondling them with interest. My own hands moved towards his penis. I took his length in my hands and rubbed the underneath with the base of my hand and the top with my fingers.
He stiffened almost immediately, an excited look on his face. I shook his hands away from my breast and ducked half back under the water, his penis still cupped in my hands. I moved in between his legs until I was eye to member. I licked it gently at first, savoring every moment with excruciating patience, something that drove Nick wild, and I knew it..
My tongue ran down at back, my hands tickling around underneath. He moaned something I didn’t quite catch. I took a inch at a time into my mouth, then racking my teeth across it as I pulled it back out. His hands were playing with my semi wet hair, his eyes flickering with enjoyment.
I carried on my rhythm, my hands continuing to stroke him, my moth moving back and forth over him. I felt his body shake and I removed him from my mouth, I would let my hands take him the rest of the way.
"Oh God, hell yes" he muttered as he head slammed back against the wall. I laughed, amused by his reaction as he came.
He smiled dotingly down at me, as I smirked like a child. He offered his hand and I took it, standing from the bath. I put my legs to either side of him and sat down onto his lap, wetting his shirt with my body as I leant against him. His hands stroked my back and his head bent down.
"I'm definitely coming here to see you more often" he whispered into my ear as he kissed my back.
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