NO STRINGS ATTACHED

TWENTY-SEVEN

                         Abby brought her small hand to Nick's face as he slept. One arm slung atop his head the other rested besides him. The silk sheets hung low on his hips. She ran her hand lightly over his sculpted jaw and the hard planes of his cheekbone, his hair was so black, thick and silky; the tendons in his neck, his collarbone and his well carved shoulders and chest.

He slept on his back and Abby smiled with a mixture of shyness and and lust as she admired his body. His abs and that oh so sexy perfectly chiseled V-line that led down and beyond where the sheets hung low on his hips.

She traced his eyes and eyebrows and adored his long lashes as she thought Why did God bless men with such beautiful lashes they don't care about while us women pays for it in a store?

She explored every beautiful inch of his body and found them all absolutely rapturous. She was in love with this man, she felt it deep in the darkest parts of her soul.

"You're so beautiful." He suddenly said, catching her off guard. Abby slapped him playfully with a hearty laugh.

"I thought you were asleep." Abby blushed, covering her eyes.

"I was, until I felt your hand." He smiled up at her shyness. "Is that how you normally wake up, with sexy bed hair and beautiful sleepy eyes, or did you do a quick fix in the bathroom first?"

"I just woke, jealous much?" Abby batted her lashes at him and he laughed.

"Can't be jealous of what belongs to me, baby, I'm territorial." He brushed a stray curl off her shoulder and rose on his elbow and kissed the spot there. "But I'm serious, you're so beautiful. Your eyes that's so bright, your silk skin. Your lips, your cute nose and your very very ... very sexy body."

Nick ran his hand down her body, below the sheet where it covered her breasts, as he spoke, and Abby shuddered in respond.

"How you tremble when I touch you like this, or like this." His palm sliding to her inner thighs cupping her beautiful sex.

"No one's ever said such beautiful things to me." Abby held back her tears.

He found her, wet and waiting, his finger rubbed through the sleek petals of flesh, his eyes watching her intently as her face changed at his every gentle touch.

"Nick, ... I need to tell you something." Abby felt tears burn her eyes. She needed to fortify her mind for the surge of emotions that was waiting to break loose.

"Just relax, baby," he kissed her lips as he whispered seductively. "Let me take care of you, Abby."

Abby shut her eyes, a tear escaped, rolling down the corner of her eyes to her ears. She thrust with her hips to meet his hand.

"Does that give you pleasure?" He questioned knowingly.

"Yes .... Very much."

Her mind was being drowned in the sea of desire and she had been cretinous to believe it didn't exist, that love didn't exist. That none of this existed. She knew better now.

"If I'm beautiful," Going along with her intuition, Abby moved her hand further down his body, the taut muscles of his belly, the curve of his hipbone and his well blessed shaft. "So are you." She murmured.

In a spur of moment, he rolled over, carrying her with him so that she was atop him. He pulled her face down and kissed her again; meanwhile exploring the swell of her breasts, hips and backside. His tongue stroked her sensuously.

"Do you like that?" She blushed strongly as she settled between his legs and rubbed against him.

He'd let go a shaky breath through his wet parted lips. "I love it, Abby."

"So I don't disappoint you?"

His hands stilled causing her to pause. "You could never disappoint me, Abbigail."

Abby wasn't sure he'd think that way after she told him her secret. "So what if I was ------"

He lifted her to ride him and kissed her lips."You worry too much. Let me do that for you." He buried himself deep within her as she gasped in delight.

This weren't as easy as she thought.

He found her most sensitive spot, teasing, until she was shuddering uncontrollably. Her head was thrown back and her belly taut. She rode him until their barriers were all completely dissolved, and his own climax met hers.

As though she was boneless, she sank down on top of him as he held her close.

"I.. Had no idea.... Love... Making.. Could be like that." She said in between breaths. "Lets go again, then breakfast."

"You read my mind." Nick grinned up at her then flipped her, switching positions so that he was atop her.

His head dipped as he took her lips into a powerful kiss.

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Abby sat at the counter, reading a beauty blog while Nick prepared breakfast. He moved around the kitchen half naked, breaking her concentration that she had to start over the first three lines.

"Read anything interesting?" He questioned, glancing over his shoulder. He knew fully well he was distracting her.

Abby huffed and rolled her eyes at him.

"Did you realise you have a very sexy moan?" She could see the smirk on his face even with his back to her.

Abby dropped her magazine, the teasing game was so on. Getting up she went over to where he stood at the stove and hugged him from behind.

"Did you realize you had a very sexy growl," Abby skimmed her hands over his chest and abs, then let them explore further down his body. "Especially, when I touch here." She rubbed him with sensuality.

"You're going to make me burn something ... Shit!" His head fell backwards landing between the curve of her neck and shoulder. His hands stilled.

Just when the getting was good, Abby removed her hands, blew him a kiss and went back to her seat. Serves him right. She ignored his piercing gaze.

"What's the matter, baby?" She smiled a sweet innocent smile up at him.

He was about to speak again when there was a knock on the door. "Della, shit. I forgot she's taking us to lunch." He grinned apologetically as he rushed out of the kitchen later returning with his sister.

Attacking Abby with hugs and kisses she quickly settled onto a stool chatting their ears off.

"And he has certainly never cooked a day in his life, smells delicious, Nick." Della wondered over to the stove after spilling secrets from Nick's teenage days.

The man was a total bad boy it'd seem after all.

"Abby, here is my competition, she's the professional in the kitchen." Nick complimented her.

"Well how bout I threat us all to lunch? I made reservations at a restaurant." Abby offered, mostly to Abby.

"Sounds great."

Abby admired Nick's sister and the girl was even more found of Abby. She'd passed for his twin even, high cheek bones, black silk hair, the eyes, nose.