"If you passed, we can do whatever you want to celebrate."
I pick up the letter, holding it tightly in my hand. This is everything to me. "I've always dreamed of becoming a nurse. I don't have a backup plan; there wasn't a reason to even consider anything else."
"Slow down and take a breath, Erica. No matter what the results say, at least you tried to accomplish your dream—it's more than I ever tried to do."
"What do you mean? Don't you like what you do for a living? I mean, I guess I don't know what you do—I didn't think to ask." I know I'm rambling, but I'm not ready to see my dream come to an end.
"Let's have a seat." He leads me to the couch and takes a seat next to me. "I'm not just a huge Billy Joel fan but also a piano player. I work in finance, but that's not my dream job. My dream job is to own my piano bar and play for the customers. Stupid, right?"
"No, I think that's a fantastic dream. It's not too late to make it come true." And I honestly mean that. Everyone should follow their dreams.
He smiles at me, and my nerves begin to melt away. "How about this? If you open that letter and you've passed, I'll quit my job and open my own piano bar."
He's so sweet to help me through this, and I can't help but to tease him, "Okay, but you have to name it after Billy."
"Deal." He takes my hand, the one not clutching the envelope, and shakes it, sealing the deal, before placing it on the letter.
"Here goes nothing." I take a deep breath and rip open the envelope. I scan the letter, my eyes landing on PASS, "I passed!" I throw my arms around Mike, squeezing him tight. "I did it!"
"I knew you would!" He picks me up and spins me around, causing me to laugh.
Our eyes meet, and our laughter stops. "Sorry, I shouldn't have spun you around like that." He lowers me so my feet are back on the ground, and our eyes never break contact.
My eyes drop to his mouth, "It's okay." It's the only words I get out before his lips crash into mine. Next thing I know, his tongue is in my mouth, and our hands are tugging at each other's clothes.
He breaks the kiss and pulls his head back, "If you don't want to do this, you have to tell me now. I'm not sure how I will do it, but if you want me to walk out that door right now, I'll do it."
I shake my head, "I want you to stay and make love to me."
six
Mike
Having Erica naked in my arms is better than I imagined. Our bodies fit perfectly together. "You're so beautiful, Erica," I say in between kisses.
"Too much talking and not enough kissing." She runs her hands down my naked chest, causing goosebumps to form on my skin.
"Maybe I'm not kissing the right thing." I run my lips over her jaw and down her neck before landing on her breast. "How about here?" I close my mouth around her nipple and suck it into my mouth, causing her to squirm.
"Yes, that so feels good." she moans, and I take that as my cue to move to her other breast, taking the second breast deep into my mouth.
Her hips begin to buck underneath me, so I work my way lower, "How about here?" I say against her pussy.
"Yes! Please, there."
I slide two fingers into her, feeling how soaked she is, "Is all this wetness for me?" I look up at her from between her legs, and she nods. "I better clean it up."
I swipe my tongue through her slit a few times before landing on her clit. She grabs my hair and holds me in place as I continue to tease the little nub, pumping my fingers in and out of her hot core.
Her body tightens, warning me of what's to come or, specifically, who's coming. I pick up my speed, licking her faster until she comes on my tongue.
"That was amazing." her body relaxing into the mattress.
"We are far from done." I kiss my way back up her body until my cock is lined up with her pussy. "Shit, I don't have a condom." I curse.
"It's okay. I'm clean, and I'm on the pill, and for some reason, I trust you." Her words humbled me. How did I deserve someone like her?
"I'm clean too." Which is true. I've never gone without a condom, and I get checked after every encounter, just in case. Not that I run around and stick my dick in anything I can find. I'd just rather be safe than sorry.