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“Yes, but you’remyemotional bitch.” Noah placed a smacking kiss on my forehead before I could shove her off. “Now, go get some dick!” she yelled.
I shushed her through my laughter, my face on fire. “You ridiculous nuisance!
Noah ignored me, cackling evilly as she walked to her car, “You know you love me!”
“Unfortunately!” I called back, but I couldn’t get the smile off my face as I got into my own car and drove home.
18
James
Be - Hozier
Thistime,whenNikkiopened her bedroom door, she wore only a robe and a blush. I took her in and let out a low whistle. “Look who got undressed up for little old me.”
She pretended to slam the door in my face, but I still caught the blush rising up under those freckles. I halted the door with the palm of my hand, “OK, OK, I promise I won’t tease you—unless you ask me too.” I winked, and this time she couldn’t fight the smile forming on her lips.
“Fine, but only because I’ve been thinking about this all day and the anticipation has me so horny I think I might die.”
My cock twitched at her words, and I bit my tongue to hold myself back from saying too much and scaring her off. Nikki opened the door wider to let me in. Her eyes swept over my body as well as I walked past her, taking in my black T-shirt and gray sweatpants, and I could have sworn they lingered on the bulge between my legs.
She shut the door behind me, turning and leaning against it to watch me as I walked over to her desk chair.
“So,” I began, “I’ve been thinking about where we should start.” She squirmed where she stood, and my cock hardened even further. My voice grew deeper as I continued, “I know we said we would start with hands, but before we get into any active touching, I think it’s best I learn what you like.”
She chewed on her lip, a slight furrow to her brow. “You want me to just tell you how I like to be touched?”
“No.” I shook my head slowly, a grin spreading across my face. “I want you to show me.”
Even across the room, I could see how hard she swallowed, pupils dilating at my words. Nikki was turning out to be much kinkier than I originally thought. “You like that idea, don’t you? Me watching you?”
She caught her lip between her teeth, nodding shyly. My smile turned a little serious. “We’re staying pretty tame kink-wise, but we should still have a safe word. We both need to know that the other will stop immediately for any reason.”
Nikki nodded her head in agreement and walked over to me to sit on the edge of her bed facing me, hands folded in her lap, twisting and wringing her fingers around each other in a stim I’d seen her do often. I hadn’t really known much about neurodiversity until I moved in here with her and Collins, but by this point, recognizing the tells and patterns was almost second nature to me.
Smirking at me, she suggested, “Coffee?”
I burst out laughing, nodding my head in agreement, “Coffee it is." I settled back into the chair, one elbow up and resting on the back, legs spread. “Now strip for me,” I demanded.
Her eyes flared, chest moving up and down more rapidly than before, but she did as she was told, pulling the string of her robe and letting it flutter open to reveal what was underneath.
She was wearing an icy-blue lace set, the same color as her eyes, and my mouth flooded with saliva at the sight. “Fucking stunning,” I murmured, eyes roaming all over her body on display for me. The blue of the lace bra and panties complimented her creamy, pink-tinted skin beautifully. Her black hair cascaded around her shoulders, the flush on her cheeks spreading down to her chest, just brushing the tops of her breasts.
Her belly was rounded, folding over her hips, her thighs large and smooth, no gap between them. Stretch marks decorated her body, scattered across her belly, the inside of her thighs, the tops of her breasts, and where her biceps met her armpits.
As I looked my fill, Nikki pushed the shoulders of the robe down, letting it fall to the ground. She shuffled awkwardly for a moment before seeming to steel herself and straightened, pushing her shoulders back and holding her head high, letting me look my fill.
“That’s my girl.” My voice rumbled out of my chest like gravel, and I could have sworn I heard the barest whimper fallfrom Nikki’s lips as she rubbed her thighs together, seeking the pressure I knew she needed. “Lay back on the bed,” I instructed, leaning my elbows on my spread knees.
She obeyed immediately, sitting on the edge of the bed and lying all the way back until she was staring at the ceiling. “Ah, ah, ah,” I scolded. “I need your eyes, NikNak.”
“I don’t think I can look at you while I do this.” Her voice was hesitant, like she was worried I would be upset with her.
“Good girl.” Her body jolted with surprise at my words. “I need you to tell me what your limits are. Now I know. Lift your legs for me, darling, and plant your feet on the bed.” Nikki hesitated for only a moment before doing as she was told. Spreading her legs, she scooched back until she could plant her feet on the bed, her lace covered pussy perfectly framed by those lush thighs.
I groaned at the sight, the curls covering her pussy just visible through the damp lace. “What now?” she asked, her voice breathy in anticipation.
“Now you take those panties off and touch yourself how you wish I was touching you,” I growled, my fists clenched on my knees to keep myself from reaching out and touching her. Fuck, did I want to touch her.
