Page 85 of A Brother At My Back

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Tiffany…

My mind was a pleasant blank.He moved over me and inside me, staring intently, lovingly, into my eyes as he did it. I was so calm, so languid, so relieved that right in front of me was what I thought I would never have again. I wasn’t alone, and I knew deep down in my soul that I never would be and it was such a beautiful agony.

I missed my friend, there would be no replacing her, the hole left in my heart from her murder would never heal. Right now, though, I clung to Nik and was just so grateful for him. I never wanted this to end. It was peaceful here in his arms, safe and sure. I didn’t have to fight, I didn’t have to be afraid; I could simply be who I was and even be happy if I wanted to. He was my refuge where I’d never had one before.

I wrapped my legs around him and palmed one firm globe of his ass and pulled him in deeper. He groaned and it was such a low-key yet ecstatic sound I couldn’t help but smile. He buried his face in the side of my neck and kissed along the side of it until he found that spot that sent shivers all over my body and elicited a moan of my own out of me.

I loved that he could go for what seemed like forever, I loved that I could let everything fall away and just be with him. I loved him, and I wasn’t afraid to admit that to myself. It was so freeing, I can’t even explain it, and the deep well of emotion just went deeper and deeper just as he moved deep and deeper still inside of me like he touched my soul.

I pushed on him and he rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I rose up above him and the way he looked at me made me tighten around him. I rode him with a smooth rolling motion of my own hips, taking him deep and rising to the point I almost lost him before I plunged back over the top of him, riding him all the way down again.

Slow and sensual, I made love to him and I swear, I just couldn’t get enough. It was like I was on the edge of something huge, the universe holding its collective breath around me and he was so good at keeping me there. Right there, on the very precipice and it felt so damn good, like butterflies kissed the insides of my walls with their wings setting off sparks alighting down my nerve endings, flaring bright and winking out, another spark flaring brightly where the first had died. It was a chain reaction that was magical, mystical, and I’d never felt anything like it.

I was surely hooked on it, though. It was better than any drunk or cannabis high I’d ever experienced and I vaguely wondered if this is what a harder drug might feel like. If it was, I could understand why the rate of addiction was so high.

To me, Nik had become my perfect drug. All of the benefits, none of the nasty side effects.

“Oh, baby, I’m going to come,” he warned and I bit my bottom lip and frowned slightly. I wasn’t ready for this to end. I wanted to stay here, like this, forever and even though I knew in the front of my mind that wasn’t possible, I was happy living in my little fantasy world for the time being.

Nik reached between us, and that slow beautiful sparkling firefly effect seemed to fully ignite and before I could stop it, I was burning. Flashfire sweeping through me and over me, burning me to cinders, then burning me still, until nothing but fine ash remained and I was reborn, limp against his chest, held close, his lips playing against my forehead, his hands sweeping over my body in a light caress as he slowly went soft inside me.

“Holy shit,” I gasped out between breaths, and Nik laughed beneath me, just as out of breath as I was. I closed my eyes and slid down his body some, laying my ear over his heart. He threaded his fingers through my hair and I loved it when he did that. He played with it, combing through it and trailing fingertips down my back and I shuddered and he cried out in reaction.

“Ah, God! That was almost too much,” he said.

I sighed, asking lazily, “What was?”

“Whatever reaction that was just did some fantastic things for my cock, but I’m too sensitive, you know?”

“Mm, I do know.” I sighed out, content, mind still quiet, and I swear, Nik was better than any of the Valiums Lia used to slide in my direction when the anxiety got too bad.

I physically started with how violently the thought crashed into my brain and Nik immediately asked, “What’s wrong, eh?”

“I love you, too,” I blurted. I pushed up off his chest so I could look him in the eyes. “I just realized I never said it back.”

“Ah, to be fair, you were a bit busy showing me, eh?”

“You’re not upset?” I asked.

He shook his head and lightly ran fingertips along the curves of my face as if committing my face to memory by touch as much as he was by sight.

“Could never be mad about what we just shared.”

I bit my bottom lip and nodded when a light knock fell at the door. I sat up and Nik had me roll off to the side so he could get the quilt at the foot of the bed up over us.

“Come in!” He called and Dragon poked his head in. I held the quilt to my chest even though he’d seen me naked like a thousand times by now, and he smiled a knowing and glad smile.

“Party out at Point Nowhere, you coming?” he asked.

I froze and Nik and I exchanged a look. Before he could answer, I said quickly, “I want to go, too.”

Silence hung between the three of us and Dragon let go of the doorknob he’d been resting his hand on with a clatter that was almost too loud to be believed. He shut the door behind him and crossed his arms over his chest.

“You gave this to us; technically its club business now,” he said, and I dug my heels.

“Just because its club business now, doesn’t mean it ever stopped being my business. I asked you for help, it’s true, but I need this.”

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