Nicolas
I knew not to listen to the beating organ in the middle of my chest. Because instead of spending my Friday on a friend's dinner, Finn and Olivia are hosting. I'm standing in front of Ashbourne's Mansion.
Me and the little brat were supposed to stargaze, Untill Poppy inturappted our VERY nice talk. I was so pissed off, I walked off without saying anything to her.
I don't care if I came out a dick. I can't take a human who doesn't know how to take a hint.
My legs take me inside the mansion before I can think straight. Next thing I know, I am knocking, and asshole with a bald spot is opening the door.
Gabriel's face falls when he sees me. "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"I'm here to see your daughter. Obviously." I push past him.
He stops me by holding my forearm, "not so fast, son."
My jaw ticks when I look at him from the side of my eyes.
"You can't come into my house, whenever you please." He grits. "Me and William are done working together. Whatever that was. So why would I let his son, into my home, just like that?"
"I don't give a singular fuck what you and my dad did in the past, Gabriel." I jerk my arm away from him and tuck my hands into my pockets. I step forward untill I'm towering over him.
Katie must've had the short gene from him.
"And I'll see your adorable daughter whenever I fucking please."
Gabriel's eyes flare. "You're that Pathetic, aren't you?" He smiles wickedly. "She left you how many time again? Exactly. She doesn't love you, Nick. In fact, I think she hardly likes you."
My hand twitches not to punch the sickness out of him. I grit my teeth so hard, it hurts.
"What did you just say to me?"
"I said." He spits. "You're pathetic little twat who follows Kathryn around like a puppy."
"You cannot be talking." I smile when I hear a familiar voice behind me. I look and, see Katie standing there, arms crossed glaring at her father.
"Kathryn." Gabriel grits. Eyes darkening. "Go to your room."
"You're forgetting, that I'm an adult, and you're...well...like a ancient." She steps closer to take my hand. "So you can't tell me what to do."
I let her take my hand. Her soft slender hand interlinked to mine, sends tingles down my body.
"It's my fucking house!" Gabriel yells.
"Guess what, dad."
"What."
"I don't care." Katie said with a pff-y laugh and guided me to her room.
Gabriel was yelling something behind us, but none of us seemed to care. I was too engraved with this girl. I have wanted nothing more before. Craving or not, I needed to taste her again. Soon or I would be found dead.
She locked her door after us, pointing her chin for me to sit. And I did. Who was I not to.
"You're here."
"Yeah." I whispered, matching her tone. I cleared my throat. Feeling the familiar nerves jumping up just by being next to her. "I thought we had some unfinished... business."
She hummed, sitting down next to me. "Like talking?"
Or fucking. "Yeah."
"Okay." Katie looked ahead of her. "What do you want to talk about?"
Everything. "Just...how are you."
"Great." She faked a smile so obvious it hurt.
"Kat."
Her smile fell. "I'm just empty."
I tucked a hair behind her ear, and basically dragged her on my lap. Unable to stop my hips from inching forward. "I can fill you up."
The prettiest shade of pink covered her cheeks. "Huh? Nick, what are you do-"
A groan left my lips, I held her hips just over mine, my head fell forward, resting my forehead on her shoulder, as I tried, with all my power to not do something I really wanted to.
"Don't. Call. Me. Nick."
I could hear her heart beating fast. Matching my own.
"Did you miss me, baby?" I glanced up at her. "Or were you busy with other guys."
Her breath hitched when I started planting soft kisses on the soft skin of her neck. I grinded against her, owning the prettiest little moan.
"Hm, Katie, tell me." I shifted us so her core was directly on mine. Fuck. "Were you with other guys? Did they make you feel good?"
She stared at me, flushed and pretty. Before shaking her head softly. Almost none existent. "Use your words, Nox." I murmured. "I know you can talk. A lot actually."
"No." She said with a breath.
"No what." I urged. Lifting my head higher and higher where our lips were a breath apart.
"I wasn't with any other guy."
Those words did something to me. In a second I had her under me. Her back layed on her bed, as I powered over her like a predator.
Gosh.
I could look at her under me for the rest of my life, and still ask for more. Hair everywhere, flushed cheeks, and her gushy eyes looking at me like she wanted exactly what I wanted.
"Tell me what you want, Nox." I murmured, my knee coming in between her thighs. "Tell me, baby, I'll give it too you."
"I just want you, Nico." She murmured, never taking her eyes off of me.
I slowly opened her jean buttons. "Hips. Up." Like a good girl she is, she did what I said without any backtalk. I slid her jeans off of her.
Then my fingers slowly moved up her stomach, under her jumper. I tugged it up, and she lifted her arms. "Such a good girl." I murmured, throwing her jumper away.
She wasn't wearing a bra. Usually never did. This is the first time I've seen her body in a while, and God help me, I've missed it so painfully.
There were nights where I had dreams about her slipping in my room, barefoot and doing things to me she probably didn't even knew how to do.
With one swift motion I took my shift off, leaning down our brests touched just slightly. She arched against me, as our lips connect with a sweet hungry kiss.
"I will make you feel good." I layed her down, zipping my pants down. "You just lay there, be your pretty little self and relax."
