Living in Sin (On Hold)

Thirty Five _ IONS

I was going to include the night that followed between them but then decided not to. It’s a little ….. ahem…. graphic and I know I’m as good at this stuff as I’m at Trigo, which is saying a lot. Look what happened to Chap Ten.

So, for now, just use your imagination, ;)  And throw in some bondage stuff while you’re at it, ;pp .

We’ll pick up from the morning that follows.

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Nik

Without even knowing it, I kept on staring at her face, wondering if I wanted more from this girl than just some bed-time adventure. I also couldn’t help but wish I knew what she really thought about me.

And just like that, one particular raven-haired girl strolled into my cerebrum.

Everything happens for a reason, I guess. If she’d been here last night, I seriously doubted this happening. But say, I was asked what I’d rather have: another ordinary night with Rina, or a wild one, like that which I’d just shared with this stunner lying beside me. Now, that is an answer I didn’t have.

My train of thoughts was derailed by the sound of my phone. Taking a glance at the clock, I didn’t have to look at the screen to know that it was Adam calling, and my ride to school would surely be in front of my house. But I didn’t at the moment feel like getting up, much less going to school.

So I just lied there listening to the ringtone till it ended all the while watching the girl beside me began to stir out of her sleep.

“Mmm...Mmm.” Turing on her back, she stretched her already stretched-out hands, making her clumsily-blanket body more … mouthwatering. But when she went to put them to her side, … well, they wouldn’t come down.

“Hey, kipster. Stop making those sounds and turning me on.” I half-teased, half-confessed making her turn to me, with her eyes still partly closed.

“Nik?”

“Yep, you got it right! Now, that deserves some reward.” No sooner had the sentence finished than I was already half-hovering over her, tasting her morning breath.

The kiss was hot, long. And hot. And I definitely would’ve gone on but she began muffling into the lip-lock making me pull away.

“I can’t move?”

“Well, you pretty much put them on yourself last night.” Answering, I reached out with one hand and tapped on the straps keeping her hands bound. And a foxy smile grew on her lips, before she bit down on them and turned away from me.

“What?!”

“Nothing.”

This time, it wasn’t my voice that did the questioning as my hand reached below and grazed her half-exposed body before it reached its destined goal.

“Alright, alright. Jeez. Put that hand away.” She writhed for a while until I removed my hand, which by the way was quite enjoying itself, and lied back down on the bed.

“Say it.”

“You had to have me tied up, didn’t you?  Otherwise, I’d have come out on top.”

“Probably.”

I grinned. She was kinda right. I’d always known she’d be a handful. But, in my own defense, that bondage thing was just accidental.

“But you didn’t.”

“Whatever. But you’re not keeping me like this, right?”

“If I had any say in it, yes. You have no idea how scrumptious you look this way."