Nick & Bailey

20. Nick

He looks down and sees Bailey's hand on his upper thigh. It must have fallen there in her sleep. And God help him, the sight of it excites him. This is why they can't be alone together. Every little thing she does makes him want to jump her.

He sees her look down at his lap, and he's mortified by the obvious growing bulge inches from her hand. Any second now, she's going to jerk her hand away and leave the room, disgusted.

But that doesn't happen. Instead, he watches in shock as she glides her hand closer to his crotch. Once she reaches it, she begins palming him through his jeans, applying deep pressure. The act itself and the fact that it's Bailey has him fighting the urge to come already. In an effort to control himself, he bites his lower lip.

Bailey finally looks at his face, and her eyes widen at the sight of his mouth. She is staring at his lips and licking her own as she removes her hand and rolls onto him, straddling his lap.

"Bailey..."

She kisses his neck softly, "Yeah?"

"We're just friends." The words are struggling to get out.

"I know." She continues her kisses upward until she reaches his chin. She sits up straight, batting her eye lashes. She looks so damn innocent, but he knows what's going through her mind.

"So what are you doing?"

"This." She leans into him and takes his bottom lip between her teeth, biting gently before letting go. "I needed to know what that tasted like."

The words are barely out of her mouth before Nick slams his mouth to hers, unable to fight it anymore.

Her mouth is as soft as he remembered. She moans and he takes the opportunity to find her tongue that he has missed so much.

Her hands are in his hair as she begins rocking back and forth on him. He groans into her mouth as she continues to grind into his dick over and over and over...

She feels so small beneath her oversized sweatshirt as he runs his hands along her bare skin. He encircles her rib cage and feels the goosebumps it gives her. He's surprised and thankful when he realizes she's not wearing a bra.

He runs his fingers along the bottom of her breasts, feeling the sensitive skin. Bailey responds by arching her back, pushing her chest further into him.

She breaks the kiss by pulling his hair back roughly, and demands access to his neck by forcing his head to the side. Yeah...she is definitely not as innocent as she pretends. Nick falls in love a little more with each swirl of her tongue along his ear.

"Touch me," she whispers.

He doesn't need to be told twice. He reaches between them and slides his hand into her pants. Thankfully, the tight black pants that make her ass look fantastic are stretchy enough to accommodate.

"Fuck, you are so wet."

"Mmm-hmm." She agrees but sounds like she's not able to speak.

She is sitting straight up now and he can see her face. Her eyes are closed and she's biting her bottom lip, still riding his hand back and forth.

He lifts her massive shirt up just enough for his head to fit. He can't see anything but begins trailing kisses along her breasts until he finds the tip. He knows he's there by the gasp coming from above him.

He starts sucking and running his tongue along the delicate skin, and the sounds he is hearing from outside her shirt are causing his heart to beat out of his chest.

"Nick, oh fuck, Nick, Nick, don't stop."

Last time they were together, the sound of his name reminded him how wrong this was. But this time he's too far gone. He wants her to come, and he wants to be the one to bring her there. He knows she is close.

Without warning, Bailey's rocking stops, as does her voice. She quickly climbs off and stands up, sliding his hand from inside her and his head from her under her shirt. "I just heard the garage door," she says, panicked.

Her parents are home. Fuck. He knows how he must look, messy hair, swollen lips and a wet hand. He can't see them, or they'll know.

He stands in front of her, looking down on her winded face, sudden realization hitting. "We can't be alone with each other again."

She places her hand on his chest. "That's a deal, friend."

He smiles while he grabs her hand and kisses her knuckles quickly—he couldn't resist. Then he runs upstairs to his room just as the back door is opening.