Page 40 of Rough Rider (Bad Boy High)
“Exist.”
“Exist?” I snort a laugh.
“Yeah, it feels good just being with you.” I honestly think that’s the nicest compliment anyone has ever paid me.
“You’re so sweet, you know that?” I lift on my tiptoes to kiss him.
Niki sinks his fingers into my hair, deepening the kiss. It almost gets out of control, and dinner is a few kisses away from being forgotten, but the timer on the oven goes off.
“You’re the one that tastes sweet.” Niki grips my hips, moving me over to pull the bread out of the oven.
“Let me check the pasta.” I pull one of the noodles out from the boiling water and throw it at the wall.
“What are you doing?”
“It stuck, so it’s done.”
“If you say so.” He laughs before grabbing the pot to drain the water.
“It’s Italian art.” I grab it off the wall. We sit and eat dinner together and talk before Niki turns on the TV. I curl into his side and must doze off at some point. When I wake up, he’s carrying me to bed.
“Crashed out on me.”
“I sleep good when you’re near.” I let out a yawn when he sits me down on the bed. My body relaxes when he’s close. I know nothing can hurt me. Niki has made me feel safer than anyone ever has in my life.
“Good.” I grab his shirt as he starts to stand.
“Kiss me.” I barely get those words out, and his mouth is on mine. My back now pressed to the mattress, Niki comes down over me. When his mouth is on me, it’s pure peace and pleasure. Everything else falls away.
I stroke my tongue against his, deepening the kiss. When he breaks it, it’s only so he can start to place kisses down my neck, and I know where this is going. As much as I want his mouth between my thighs, it's my turn to give him pleasure.
"Hey." I give his short hair a tug, making Niki lift his head. I can see the hunger in his eyes.
It has my nipples hardening. I have never thought of myself as sexy, more like a plain Jane, blending in, which has workedwell for me, but Niki makes me feel desired. It's not about getting some. You can do that with anyone. It's about the two of us being together.
“It’s my turn.” Niki’s brows lift. I push at his chest, but he doesn’t budge. “Roll your giant ass bear self onto your back.” He lets out a laugh but does as I tell him, taking me with him. I let out a small squeal but end up straddling him on the bed. Niki folds his hands behind his head.
“I’m all yours, babe.” His smile is playful and relaxed. It’s challenging to get him there, but I always have a sense of victory when I do. I think I’m probably one of the few people that actually can, which gives me a sense of pride.
“Is that so?” I push his shirt up, running my fingers across his chest, up and down. Each time, I draw closer to the end of his sweatpants. I’m not trying to tease him; I’m working up the courage to get started. I’ve never done this before, so I’m not really sure of myself.
When I feel Niki’s thighs flex under my ass, I know he’s holding back. I rock against his cock; he lets out a groan, his eyes falling closed. I lean down and kiss the center of his chest, my fingers slipping into his sweatpants as I move down his body.
“Andy.” My name comes out strangled. I can tell he’s on edge.
"Don't stop me." I scoot backward, pulling down his pants in the process. His cock springs free. Dear God, it’s massive and so damn hard. I lick my lips when I see a drop of cum leaking from the tip.
The throb between my thighs grows at the thought that I did this to him. That he’s so damn turned on by me. I may not know what I’m doing, but I do know that I’m going to do whatever it takes to make this good for him.
I grip his cock in my hand, surprised by how soft and hard it is at the same time. I stroke him a few times, but I keep my eyes locked on his face, wanting to see his reaction.
“Fuck,” he grits out.
“Am I doing it right?” I stroke him faster.
“Everything you do is right.” I could say the same about him. Tentatively, I lean forward, circling my tongue around the head of his cock, sucking and licking it.
I go deeper, taking more of him into my mouth. Niki's ass tenses, and he slightly rocks his hips. "Jesus Christ, Andy."
