Love Aint Always Pretty novel Chapter 73

Wolf Ring

- A fake wedding band, engagement ring or ring set worn on the ring finger who wants to appear to be "taken"

73

"Can you still stand?" He asked me after opening the front door of his mansion.

"Yeah yeah!" I shrugged him off.

Both of us entered the foyer as he lights up the entire living room. Jesus Christ this mansion is just insanely huge. I know I am drunk but I'm hella sure I wasn't hallucinating right now. I tripped over the small staircase cos I was busy looking around the house full of beautifully expensive furnitures from everywhere in here and Nick quickly caught me.

"I'm fine." I pulled myself away.

"Okay. I'll walk you up to your room. We have a guest room here." He says.

It aches my heart every time he says we cos his we means him and Dakota. Not him and me.

I shake my head. "No. No. You know I don't want to sleep alone when I'm drunk."

He looks at me intently.

"I-I'm sleeping with you on your bedroom." I slurred.

He paused.

"What? You're scared to share a room with me now?" I laughed it off.

He just stares at me with such impassive look plastered on his face.

"I'm not gonna touch you frat boy." I spit.

I see him smiling now and then I noticed that I called him frat boy again after so long. It's been a very long time and I know he's no longer a frat boy but how I used to call him that just to tease him and he doesn't flinch about it. We went quiet for a while, just staring at each other and he was still smiling so sheepishly at me.

"Okay. Let's go then." He says.

He leads the way while I struggled myself up the stairs. He was about to help me every time I almost fall off the stairs a couple of times but I would quickly pull myself away from him. I don't want him to touch me. Im drunk and if he touches me, I might get horny. I'm saving my vagina tonight against this oozing with hotness married man. Ugh, I need to plant that in my head. He's married Savannah. He's tied.

When we reached the bedroom, the master's bedroom, I was amazed by the gorgeous lightning of the room, it's so wide, the walls are white, the floor was black with a huge circular white carpet before the king sized bed and the sheets were blue and grey. Still the same old Nick that I know from before. I sat down on the foot of the bed and noticed that Nick was gone. I looked around.

"Nick?" I called out.

"Yeah. I'm here." He exits from the white door with something on his hand.

I see him walking towards me and then handed me something. "I thought you might be more comfortable with this." He says to me. "Than that." He points to my sexy outfit.

It is uncomfortable to sleep on this and it itches my thigh right now.

"It's my shirt and my boxers." He added.

I grabbed it from his hand without any doubts and I feel myself leaning to my right more and more. He caught me instantly when I almost fell on my right side. "I'll walk you to the bathroom." He says.

I shake my head vigorously.

"No." I spit.

"No?" He asked.

Ughhhh I just love his rising intonation right now or maybe the alcohol is just getting to me.

"I don't need a bathroom. I'll change here. You saw me naked anyways a couple of times. What's the use of the bathroom." I said out.

God. I need to shut my mouth. Why am I saying things that aren't allowed to say? Why am I doing things that aren't suppose to do? I started taking off my blazer and threw it to the floor. Nick picked it up for me and folded it then placed it on top of his couch. I reach for the zipper the back of my body hugging white mini dress. I groaned as I was struggling my hand couldn't reach the long ass zipper. I was already cursing too much.

"Let me open that for you." He offers.

I look at him and voluntarily turned my back to him. I don't know why I was doing this. I don't know why I was stripping off in front of him. I don't know why I'm letting him unzip my dress too. But one thing is for sure, I miss being in one room with Nick.

I feel him closer now than a while ago, standing behind me. He's too close that I couldn't breathe. His hands started opening the zipper and my dress started coming off my shoulder. We just stood there like that until I feel his hands holding onto my waist. My heart is beating ridiculously fast as I feel his breathing against the back of my neck.

We didn't move. I couldn't move. I'm frozen. He's not moving as well. His hands were still holding on my waist and the zipper is still open. My back is bare in front of him. We still didn't move. Until he started peeling my dress from one shoulder to the other and I was letting him do it.

Suddenly, I feel his lips kissing my shoulder as he pushed my hair to the other side. Oh my god, it sends a burning fire throughout my body. He still pulls the dress off of me continuously slow and careful with his actions as my heart beating is pounding hard inside my ribcage.

I want this.

I want this even though it's wrong.

I want this even though I know he's married and I'm in a relationship.

I want this so bad.

I want Nick so bad right now.

I can't think of anything anymore, but to make love to him for one last time.

"Look at me. Please." He whispers to my ears sexually.

I bit my lower lip and slowly turned around to face him. My head was bent down low but he pulled it up so I could look into his eyes. He wants me to look into his eyes and my heart is even beating faster than a while ago.

Oh god. Oh god.

Breathe Savannah.

Breathe.

"This is wrong Nick." I tell him.

"I know." He answers.

"But I want this." He added.

I bite my inner lip.

"Don't you?" He asked.

I couldn't answer even though I want this as bad as he does.

"I still feel the spark between us Savannah. I still feel it when I touched your skin. I feel it right now." He continued saying.

"Our fire still ignites when we touch each other." He adds.

I sigh inwardly.

"Please. Let me kiss you." he begged.

He looks into my eyes and now his lips is closer to mine, just a little more and I could feel those on me. "Please. Just tonight." He said under his breath.

I nod with my eyes shut close. His lips now invading my mouth and his tongue quickly fights with my tongue. He's always invading me even when he's not around or he's far away. Nick is always invading my personal bubble because I let him invade me all the time.

His kiss deepens, now it's long and hard while he successfully takes my dress off of me. I pulled off his tie, pushed his blazer off his broad shoulders and unbuttoned his long sleeves for him. We were undressing each other again after two goddamn years. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down for him. It felt like a contest on who could get the other person naked first.

Nick pulls up both of my legs and carried me weightlessly on his arms. I spread my legs wide open for him again his navel while his palms were holding onto below my ass. He slowly placed me down on my bed while his lips running down my neck as his hands were busy unclasping my bra. When he was successful with it less than a second, he threw it to the floor and started pulling down my underwear off my thighs and I could feel so much anticipation building inside my body.

He kicks off his shoes then pulls off his pants from him. He continued kissing my mouth again, I guess he missed kissing me so much but I like how he kisses me right now. His lips moving down and landed on my nipples. He sucked it gently and nibbled his tongue around it. He gave me feather like kisses down to my ribs, on my navel and then my hipbone. He kissed my mons pubis, my nub then my lips down there. His playful tongue started licking me and my toes were curling as he grows faster. I shut my eyes as I moaned loud.

When he was done eating me, he pulled himself away from me and took off his boxers. I watch as his deliciously long and huge erection springs free now, he rubs the tip with his hand and looks at me as he slowly inserts himself inside. I gasped as he slides the whole thing in. He hovers over me while his weight was on his elbows flexed beside each on my ears. I closed my eyes cos I'm sure he'll be moving now. God, I'm always so blocked when he's inside me.

"Look at me baby." He speaks.

Oh my god.

Baby.

"Open those eyes please." He begs.

I obliged and slowly fluttered my eyes. He still wasn't pulling back. He's just still inside me but his eyes bores into mine. I'm out of words. I don't know what to say right now. All I know is that we both need this.

"I miss making love to you. So keep those eyes on me." He added.

I nod.

Slowly he pulled himself back and slammed inside me once. I screamed. Now he starts moving again and his movement is now constant. He's pulling in and out of my orifice as I feel myself floating again. Damon couldn't make me feel this good. He just couldn't. Plus he's always so busy and focused with his work that we don't have time for sex anymore. Only Nick can do this to me. Only Nick can intoxicate me this way.

Nick started picking up his speed as I feel him having heavy breathing while I grasp onto his biceps as he starts pounding on me. The room was filled with my screams and my moans. I was calling out his name and he would kiss my forehead longer. He locks my legs with his arms as he pulled himself up so I could spread myself wider for him. My toes are curling and the feeling in between my legs is just unexplainable to me. He thrusts harder and deeper inside of me until there's no more space to push his length. He brings his weight down on me again, still his arms locking on my legs as it presses against my breasts.

"Oh fuck Nick." I moaned on his ear.

He hits my spot every time he push in deeply and I would jump up when he hits it but he would hold me down. He's pounding more and more. Im clawing on his shoulder, digging my nails deep into his skin as I feel myself reaching my climax.

"I'm coming!" I screamed.

He groans.

"Oh shit! Argh!" I screamed again.

I breathy whimper escaped my mouth as I feel myself letting go. My body arching up from the bed while he kisses my mouth again. His kisses makes me feel that his love for me is still hear. We are not just fucking right now. This is love. We're still in love. We are still madly in love with each other even after years have gone by.

I am still in love with Nick.

•••••

I woke up earlier than Nick. I was watching him sleep right beside me. We were both naked and I wanted to look at him longer before I'll leave. It was just a own night stand. I should leave before he wakes up. I guess what I have with Nick will always be complicated. Both of us committed a sin but I don't mind that we did cos what we had last night was just astounding. I've never had that kind of great sex in four months now.

Everybody commits a sin and I'm no saint.

I started sliding off the bed with the other thiner blanket wrapped around my body. I picked up my clothes and placed them on top of the bed. I grabbed my underwear then my shoes and my blazer from the couch where Nick placed it last night. I was planning on not waking him up and just leave right away after I change. Accidentally I hit his foot that made him open his eyes.

Damn it Savannah. Why can't you just be careful for once?

Nick pulled himself up from his bed while rubbing his eyes. He looks at me while the comforter was covering his naked bottom. "Leaving already?" He asked.

I nod. "Yeah."

"Not bothering on waking me up?" He asked.

All of a sudden the door opened and I quickly jumped as I turned to face who it was. I grasped the blanket to cover my boobs and my naked self.

A maid.

Her eyes widened when he saw me. Crap he had maids with him and I was so fucking loud last night. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Oh I'm so sorry sir." She says while looking away from us. She's more awkward than us, I could tell.

"Is the table ready for breakfast?" Nick asked.

He's acting as if I'm not here naked inside his bedroom.

"Yes." She answered.

"Okay. You can leave now." He spit.

The door closes and I quickly turned to face him. "You have maids here?!"

He nods.

"I was fucking loud last night and you didn't tell me you had maids here?" I asked again.

"They even opened the gates last night for us. I thought you knew. Don't you remember?" He asked.

I paused. Holy shit I don't.

"Nick what if she'll tell your wife?" I asked.

He stands from the bed while his soft length was hanging. I couldn't look away, it's such a view for a morning. He grabbed his boxers and wore it on him.

"Don't worry about it." He said.

I walked towards him and hit his biceps.

"Are you fucking serious?! How am I not gonna worry about it? Your wife is gonna get mad at me! I'm gonna lose my fucking job, she's my boss!" I yelled.

"You won't." he answered.

"You are always so heartless! You know how much I love this job! You--"

"Savannah." He snaps.

I looked at him.

"She's not my wife." He blurted.

My brows creasing.

"It's just paper. Contract marriage." He adds.

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Looking For You Again - Matthew Perryman Jones