Chapter 32: Chapter: 32
ANDREA
He touches me, and I'm melted butter or a glob of goo, it's like my body trusted him even if my heart and mind hadn't, which was a frightening and weird as hell concept. It's finally going to happen.
OH my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
I was starting to panic when my phone suddenly began to ring. My stomach sank when I saw it was Jules' new number, which I'd saved as "John" flashing on the screen. I picked up the call and whispered low.
“Bad timing, Jules.” I was nervous, afraid Nick would catch me.
“Oh, I'm sorry, Andrea. Is he with you? Okay, just listen, you don't have to answer, I only called to know if you're back from Australia, are you?”
“Yes, we're back. I'm with Nicklaus right now, listen, Jules, I've got to go; we'll talk later, okay?”
“Alright, good, call me when you are alone, Andrea, don't forget the cameras, okay? When the opportunity presents itself, take it. We've only got one chance with this before Nick suspects anything. Are the cameras with you?”
“Yes, they are inside my bag.” I was nervous and wanted her off the phone already.
“Make sure you test them out. See if they are working. Be careful, okay, bye.”
Before I could reply, she cut off the call. I have entirely forgotten the cameras, the main reason why I was doing this in the first place. I was so turned on by Nick that I forgot my mission.
I walked out of the room, into the hall, and down the stairs to retrieve my bag. Fortunately, Nick's still talking to whoever had called him behind his office door. I took out the little gadgets and went upstairs back to Nick's room.
I was sweating profusely, my body trembling, terrified of being caught. I placed the tiny cameras where Jules had told me to. The way I put them in different angles, there's no way we'll be missed. I took out my phone and tested it, checking to see if everything looked all right.
The cameras are working alright, they'll be able to capture everything. I had connected my phone to receive the transmission.
I had convinced Jules to let me edit the video before sending it to her, and she'd agreed. I'm to blur my face and leave Nick's open.
I bite my tongue almost to the point of pain. This is so wrong. I know it is. But right now, I am helpless to stop it. I don't want to disappoint Jules, that's the only reason I'm going through with this.
Because I'm grateful to her, she has always come to my help. She was there for me during my parents' burial, and afterwards she'd help with the wake. That was big and had meant more than she could ever know.
And this time, she had unknowingly helped me get rid of Jericho. Because of the money I received from her, I was finally able to get Jericho off my back and escape being forced to marry someone I hate.
I took my phone back downstairs and put it inside my bag, zipping it just in case. When I went back to Nick's room, I couldn't sit down due to anxiety. I was terrified, which made me fidget. I squeaked when I heard Nick's voice.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Andrea. I was afraid I would come here only to find you gone.” Nick's voice was deep, his eyes were dark with remnants of the earlier fire banked in them.
He walked up to me and began to strip out of his clothes, his eyes completely focused on me, my breath came faster, my chest rising. He swiftly took off his shirt, then his pants, until he stood only in his Calvin Klein boxers.
Absolutely gorgeous!
My lips parted, my greedy eyes trying to take in his gorgeous body all at once, even as I quake. He had plenty more tattoos in dark ink on his chest and arms winding towards his hands.
Roman numerals and flames licked across his skin in riotous waves; the tattoos were so intricate I wasn't even sure what they were, except for flames, blood, and violence.
There was one I'd particularly felt drawn to, two guns crossing on his left pectoral with words inscribed in italics below them.
My fingers twitch, I would very much like to inspect them up close and personal. His stomach is tight, with lickable abs that made my fingers curl in on themselves and my mouth water.
I wanted to trace his golden brown skin with my tongue from his neck, down the V arrowing into his boxers. My line of thought shocked me, the feelings he evoked frightened me, but I couldn't control them.
I was transfixed, trembling with strange feelings, watching him with lust-filled eyes.
Then he stepped out of his boxers, yanking them down to reveal his treasure.
My eyes inevitably went lower, then widened when I finally saw his long, thick cock. I swallowed hard. He was—Big!
Trepidation makes my heart beat faster, even as my pussy walls clench and flood with wetness.
Dumb vagina.
There's no way that monster dick can fit into my untried sex. He's going to tear me into two. I already knew this was going to hurt, as this was my first time. But now it's going to hurt badly.
My God! How did he manage to hide such a massive weapon of pussy destruction in his pants?
Seriously, this is criminal!
“Your turn.” His deep husky voice startled me out of my ogling and musings.
Nicklaus covers the space between us in three steps. I tried not to let my eyes wander any lower than his chest lest I lose my courage seeing that torture device.
He took his time when it came to me, dragging my blouse over my head slowly, before flinging it away. Then he flicked my jeans button and pulled the zipper down. He knelt in front of me. I quickly held his shoulder to steady myself, and, one after another, he removed my jeans.
He took a slow perusal of my body, making my nipples tighten to a painful degree, when his gaze lingered. My body must have pleased him, because his dark eyes darkened and became hooded.
I wasn't plain by any means, but I don't consider myself very sexy. I was slender with average everything, except my slightly thicker thighs.
I have no complaints, though. I love everything about me, and right now I feel very sexy and powerful. With the way Nick was looking at me like he was going to gobble me up, the feeling was heady.
He raises his head to stare into my eyes, and my heart kicks into a fast race. The time has finally come.
Andrea, you're fucked. No, not yet! But soon.