Page 53 of The Tempted
“Well then, just fall asleep,” I said waiting for him to close his eyes. “Close your eyes!” He didn’t. “I thought you were tired.”
“I am tired, but I can’t fall asleep if you keep talking.”
“I’ll shut up. I’m going to go to bed anyway,” I had no idea how I was supposed to fall asleep next to him but now I had to pretend at least to fall asleep. I took the magazines, placing them on the nightstand before I turned the lamp off, leaving the light of the hushed television as the only light illuminating the room.
I carefully laid down as far away from Mikey and whatever it was he was packing underneath the sheets. I rolled over so my back was towards him and stared at the wall trying to figure out how the hell I was going to get a handle on myself. We never had a chance to talk about the whole phone sex thing because we fought over Rico instead. Then we didn’t talk for a while add the kiss at the club and the shootout that followed I think it was safe to say we were both too preoccupied to deal with this attraction we had for one another. Until now, it seemed. We were secluded together in this motel locked away from the mess of our real lives and living in the fantasy of our new lives. Sure we were still Mikey and Nikki but for some reason, I felt like we were in our own little bubble. Maybe that would change once we got to Aunt Gina’s but for now, it was just us in this room. No mobsters, no drug dealing scumbag boyfriends, no one but us.
A part of me knew that if I acted on my attraction for Mikey I might regret it. It wasn’t as if I expected much from him and logically I told myself it would just be sex. I needed sex, he needed sex, it would be a win-win situation, but the truth was I cared about Mikey and I wasn’t so sure that having sex with him was the smartest idea. We were on the run for heaven’s sake, there were crazed men with guns probably looking for us hoping to make an example of us and send our remains to my father. I’m not really sure where having an affair with Mikey fit into that whole mess. It definitely wouldn’t be the smartest idea.
I tossed and turned fluffed my pillow and turned to lay on my back. I stared up at the popcorn ceiling and groaned wondering how my sister was handling being holed up somewhere with Anthony. At least she had Luca as a buffer all I had was a ratty old sheet or I did because against my better judgment, I peeled down the sheet and slipped underneath the stiff cotton.
“Nikki,” he said my name like he was committing a sin like he was crossing a line and didn’t give a fuck.
“Yeah?” I whispered.
“You’re keeping me awake with all your thinking,” he said, flipping onto his side to face me. “Turn around,” he demanded huskily.
I couldn’t decide if his voice was laced with restraint or frustration as I obeyed his command rolling onto my side.
“Are you going to tell me a bedtime story?” I asked as his arm wrapped around my waist. I don’t know how it happened if he pulled me towards him or if I went voluntarily, but my body was suddenly pressed against his. It was the closest I’d ever been to him, it felt as if it had always been like this as if we were somehow made to fit one another the way our bodies molded together. A perfect fit.
“Once upon a time there was a princess who wouldn’t fall the fuck to sleep and kept her king awake too— “ “Wait, why are you the king and I’m just a princess?” I said cutting him off. He shifted slightly so that the front of his body wasn’t curved to mine, but instead was now pressed firmly against my back. I felt the hardness press against my lower back at least now I knew he wasn’t completely naked under the sheet he was wearing underwear that acted as a goddamn lasso reigning back his erection. I swallowed hard hoping to cage my desire to turn around knowing very well that if I turned around I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I’d free his dick and do all the things I’ve been fantasizing about since the day Mikey came home.
“You get the answer to your question Princess?” he murmured against my shoulder, his lips grazing my skin as he spoke.
“Mikey…,” I started but stopped myself.
What did I say? Hey, that’s a pretty impressive hard on you got there mind sharing it with me? I was better keeping my big fat mouth shut. Although there were, other ways to keep my mouth closed. I shut my eyes, realizing I had become a sex deprived lunatic.
“Ignore it,” he said as his fingers hooked around the strap of my tank top tugging it down my shoulder and kissing my bare skin. “Fucking thing’s been broken since I first laid eyes on you again.”
Broken? Say it isn’t so!
“Are you saying your cock is broken?” I asked curiously because it sure as hell felt like a perfectly functioning cock to me.
Mikey groaned against my shoulder. “You sound so goddamn sexy when you talk like that. You make me want things I have no fucking business wanting.” He pressed another kiss to my shoulder but this time his mouth didn’t stop there it traveled to the back of my neck and he sucked at my flesh surely leaving his mark.
“Yeah, Princess you broke my cock it only works when I’m around you. Haven’t you noticed I have a hard on every time I’m near you? Since I came home and saw that my sweet little Nikki wasn’t so little anymore still sweet though, and maybe a little sassy and a bit of bad ass but you’re a woman now. A woman I can’t shake no matter how hard I try. I fucking want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. I want to take you every possible way fuck you until I physically can’t anymore and even then, I’ll still fuck you with my mouth and my fingers. I’ll fuck you anyway I can just to be inside of you.
The only thing that is holding me back at this point is fear that once I’m inside of you I’ll never want to be anywhere else. So yeah, Princess you broke my cock. You fucking annihilated the poor thing. And yes, my dick is twice the size it was when it first felt your tight ass press against it but go on and ignore it. I’m starting to learn how to walk with my dick the size of a bowling ball between my legs all the time.
Any logical thought as to why what I was about to do was completely a bad idea was totally abolished by his words. I didn’t have any willpower left in me and to be honest, I wasn’t even sure why I ever looked for an excuse not to act on my feelings before. I knew there were reasons viable ones too, but at that moment with his words sounding so, feral those reasons didn’t seem to matter. If I had learned, anything in the last forty-eight hours it was that life could change in the blink of an eye and it was foolish not to take what you wanted when you had the chance because that chance could be gone before you know it.
I turned slowly in his arms and looked at my Mikey. My sleepy sexy Mikey who for whatever reason had found his way back into my life and although the circumstances were not ideal by any means it still should count for something. We were thrown together for a reason this moment right here in our lives was meant to happen.
“I don’t want to ignore it,” I said and with a steady hand, I cupped his cock through the barrier of his underwear. “I want to fix what you say I broke,” my voice sounded like a challenge my eyes met his daring him to accept what I was offering. I bit down on my lower lip and held my breath anticipating his answer.
Please accept.
