Chapter 35: Chapter: 35

ANDREA

Nick wrapped my legs around his waist and knelt between them. He put the head of his massive erection in my opening thrusting a few inches in.

My walls parted, accepting him despite the fullness and obvious discomfort. Despite anxiety pierced into my heart. I'm not entirely clueless. I know that I'll probably hurt the first time, maybe even bleed a little.

Maybe I should let Nick know, warn him, but before I could say or do anything, Nick thrust his cock in one long stroke, breaking through my hymen, seating his thick, hard cock to the hilt.

I gasped, tears immediately sprang to my eyes, as I felt a sharp pain slice through my lustful haze.

I kept blinking, trying to hold back the tears, but they rolled down my temple and into my ears. Nick's at a loss for words, he looked perplexed.

“Andrea?”

I inhale and exhale. “It's okay, I'm okay, it's just been a while,” I lied.

Nick's eyes were so dark with an unknown emotion, he reached out and caught a tear from my eyes with his index finger, his eyes turned hooded, hiding what I thought I saw.

Now there's nothing, only raw hunger that both excited and terrified me in equal measure.

He bent his head and kissed me, softly and gently for a few minutes, kisses that made my toes curl, and my body softened. With his pulsing cock still buried deep inside me, but he didn't move.

Nicklaus gave me time. When he felt that I was marginally relaxed, he pulled out slowly, his cock was glistening with my juices, his eyes darkened some more when he saw how wet I was for him.

He thrust back in, watching his cock disappear inside my wet pussy, out then in with long, deep strokes. I could see the strain his control caused in the way he ground his jaw. On the veins on his forehead, and the light sweat dotting his face and body.

My hand gripped his shoulder, and the other his waist. I was moaning, begging him to do something, but Nick kept at it, dragging his thick length against my inner walls, then thrusting back in.

My breath hitched when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. Nicklaus noticed, smiled wickedly, and pulled out again, this time until only the crown of his cock remained inside me, then he slammed hard right back in the same spot, hard.

I moaned, he groaned and lifted my legs to wrap around his lean hips. Nick begins to fuck me hard and fast, slowly the pain gave way to pleasure, intense pleasure unlike anything I've ever felt in my life.

I couldn't do anything, only clutch him to me and moan repeatedly. He was doing all the hard work.

I was mindless with pleasure, writhing beneath him, as he rammed into me over and over again. My third orgasm was fast and lasted longer when it finally came. My toes curled, my back bowed, and I scratched at his back wildly as I came violently, crying out in bliss.

Nick didn't stop, he kept fucking me, plunging his cock deeper and faster until I felt him thickened inside me, with a deep groan, he came, his eyes darkened. His muscles bulged, and he stiffened.

I felt his hot come spurts against my pussy walls over and over again before he lay on top of me for a few seconds, smoothing my hair. I ran my hands over his taut muscled back, completely unbothered by his weight.

He raised his head, his eyes caught mine. “You were a virgin,” he said.

It wasn't a question, of course, he knew. I blushed hard and tried to look anywhere but at him. He didn't let me, he held my chin and gazed into my eyes, then he kissed me slowly, deeply, and passionately.

My eyes widened when I felt his cock thickening, again, getting even harder.

“You w… want to? Again?” I stutter. Grinning, his dark eyes hooded, he pulled his hard cock out and thrust back inside my poorly treated pussy.

“Damn right, again,” he growled.

And that's exactly what happened, true to his words that day, when I'd had a wet dream for the first time.

Nicklaus doesn't do slow or gentle. Nick took me hard and fast. By the time he finally let me off the hook, I was utterly satisfied, so sore and exhausted, all I wanted was to close my eyes and sleep.

Later, I curled up against him, with his warm sheets over our bodies. My hair fans over his chest as he plays with the long strands. Exhausted, my eyes fluttered closed, and the pull of sleep finally took me into its deep abyss.

When my eyes opened the next morning, I was a new woman, I felt different, and experienced. Albeit more experienced than I was a day ago.

I rolled over and inhaled those musky male scents that I had long associated with Nick.

The soreness between my legs reminds me of where he'd been and how he'd completely changed my life, taken me hard, fast, and thoroughly.

I felt empty and was eager to experience that amazing feeling of fullness as he entered me and stretched my walls to accommodate his girth.

But unfortunately, Nick's nowhere insight, the side of his bed where he slept, was empty and cold.

I sat up and winced. I reminded myself to be careful today, I'm so sore that I won't be able to walk properly.

Nick didn't hold back, and I liked it, I liked it way too much, which is really bad. I felt guilty for enjoying every moment of our time together, both the intimate moments and the moments we just chatted.

I forced myself to concentrate on my current situation; I needed to sit down in hot water. And that's precisely what I intend to do, soaked up in the bath.

I wrap the blanket on the bed to cover up my naked body.

And got up from the bed, about to stroll inside his ensuite bathroom when suddenly Nick, Logan, and two others walked in.

The two strangers, a tall broad man and a blonde woman, gave me pause, their faces were hard and scary, completely unapproachable.

But the most frightening and dangerous of them all is Nicklaus. I didn't remember this ruthless man in front of me at all. I'd only seen glimpses of him in the man I knew as my boss.

Their faces might be the same, but the man who had given me so much pleasure just last night and had hugged and stroked me while I slept wasn't the same man standing before me.

A feeling of foreboding washed over me. Something is definitely wrong.