Page 44 of Drunk Girl

I make it home about ten minutes later to a hyper Max. He’s always excited when we return home. “Who’s a good boy?” I rub the top of his head, and he settles at my feet. “Were you good enough for a treat?” I ask him and his tail starts to tap wildly against the floor. I walk over to the counter where we have the jar of treats for him and grab one out.

“Come here,” I tell him, heading into the living room. “Sit.” I point to the floor in front of me. “Good boy. Now, shake,” I instruct, holding out my hand, and he places his paw into it for me to shake. “You’re such a good boy.”

I drop his paw, then hold up the treat in my hand, showing it to him, and he patiently waits for the cue that he can take it from my hand. “Okay,” I finally tell him, and he gently reaches forward and takes it from me.

“I’m home,” Nick calls out as he walks through the door. Max jumps up and barks excitedly at him, running over to greet him. “Hey, boy. You being good today?” he asks, scratching him on the head.

“Don’t let him fool you, he just finished a treat.”

“You wouldn’t do that, would you, boy?” he coos, scratching Max’s belly now, as he lies on the floor at Nick’s feet.

Laughing, I say, “You know he would.”

“He’s only convinced us he needed a treat about every day he’s been ours,” Nick agrees.

“Did Katie or Zane give you any issues with leaving a little early?”

“Nope, they had everything under control. Justin was also behind the bar with Zane, and Jessa is out on the floor with Katie, so we’re well-covered.”

“Good. I’d feel bad if you left for me when they needed your help.”

“I wouldn’t have left if they needed me, even with the promise of you naked in our bed, as much as it would’ve pained me. I’d have stayed until close, if that’s what I needed to do. But they’re good, I’m here, and now I get to finish what we started earlier.” Nick pulls me into his arms and brings his lips to my neck, running the tip of his nose up and down my skin, which causes my skin to break out in goose bumps. A shiver travels down my spine, setting my core on fire.

Nick reaches for the hem of my shirt, grasping it in his hands as he slides them up my sides, and lifts my shirt up and over my head. I can see the desire, the love he has for me, shining in his eyes as they drop from my own, down my body. He’s definitely a breast man, and takes no time at all before he’s burying his face between mine. With my bra on, they’re still well on display and creating the perfect amount of cleavage for him to play in.

“God, I love your nipples.” He pulls the cup of my left breast down and laps at said nipple. “They’re so responsive to my tongue,” he says between licks, each one causing my nipples to harden even more.

“I love your mouth on them,” I tell him in encouragement as he sucks my nipple back into his mouth, working me over. My back arches, pressing my chest even further into his grasp. He releases the one breast, moving over to deliver the same attention to my other one. He’s on his knees in front of me and still able to be eye level with my chest.

As he flicks my nipple with his tongue, I feel his hand slip around my side and onto my back, until he finds the clasp of my bra. He makes quick work of the clasp and removes it from my arms as he worships my breasts, cupping one with his hand while the other is still in his mouth. He rolls my nipple between his fingers while his tongue flicks the other, driving me insane.

“I need you,” I whine, trying my best to get his shirt off of him.

“You need to be patient,” he tells me, a wolfish smirk on his lips as he looks up at me from his position in front of me. His hands travel down my sides, sliding around to my back and down to my ass, which he cups and squeezes.

“I don’t want to be patient,” I pout, knowing damn well if I am, he’ll give me so much pleasure.

“Oh, but you do,” he says, as he skims his lips across my stomach. He makes quick work of my shorts and panties and before I know it, I’m standing in front of him, completely naked and on display for his liking. His eyes flash with desire as he looks his fill, licking his lips as if he’s about to devour his favorite meal.

“God, you’re beautiful and I’m one lucky ass man,” he murmurs before pressing his lips to my skin, just above my pubic bone. He sits back on his haunches, pulling me along with him, then lifts one of my legs and tosses it over his shoulder.

Nick starts to plant kisses along my inner thigh and my body trembles with anticipation the moment his tongue makes contact with my clit. He licks up my seam, parting my folds with his tongue as he circles it around my clit, driving me crazy with lust as my orgasm builds. He slips two fingers inside me, thrusting in rhythm with the movement of his tongue.

“Gah!” I cry out. “I’m going to come!” I warn him as I feel my orgasm barrel through my body. I slide my fingers into his hair, pulling a little hard, as my body shakes. My release builds and finally crests over the edge, into pure bliss.

Nick pulls his fingers from my body and pushes himself up to stand while I do my best to keep from falling over from the intensity of my orgasm. He quickly picks me up in his arms, bridal style, and takes us down the hall to our bedroom. He places me on the bed, then quickly sheds his own clothes.

“About time you got naked with me,” I tease.

“Ready for round two?” he asks, hovering over me as I lay back on the bed.

“For you, yes. I need you inside me. I need to feel how large your cock is. I want to ride it until I come again,” I tell him boldly. He’s the only partner I’ve had where I’ve felt comfortable enough to actually tell him what I want, and how I want it. It took a bit of time to get to this point, but as Nick gained not only my heart but my love and soul, I’ve done my best to open up to him, just as he has with me.

“Move up some,” he commands, his lips against my neck once again.

I slide up the bed until my head reaches the pillows.

“You ready for me?” he asks, rolling a condom down his shaft. He taps the head of his cock against my clit a few times, then rubs it through my folds, spreading my own wetness around my sex.

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