Page 13 of The Greek's Destruction

I debate on whether or not I should call my Father to let him know what happened. I’m not sure how he or Grandfather will react to hearing about a potential war starting over the woman I chose to have by my side. I think I’ll wait to make the call tomorrow after the meeting. No need to get them in an uproar in the middle of the night, so I slide the phone back into my jacket. Grabbing the pillow Nina threw at me, I turn, then lay back, placing it under my head as I close my eyes.

After an hour after tossing and turning on this wretched couch, I sit up. This was not going to do and I know the perfect spot for me to catch some z’s. Slipping off my dress shoes and socks, I stand and unbuckle my pants, then unzip them. I pull them off, then lay them on top of my jacket. Next, goes the shirt. I’m left in only my wife beater and Calvin’s boxers.

Creeping down the hallway to Nina’s room, I stop when I hear the soft sound of jazz music coming from her bedroom door. Taking hold of the knob, I twist until I hear it unlock. Quietly pushing the door open, I see Nina’s asleep with a book laying on her chest in the middle of her bed. I leave the door open as I tiptoe towards her bed. When I’m there, I pick up the book she was reading. Tennessee Walker by L Loren, interesting. From the cover, and synopsis it piqued my interest. Sitting it down on the nightstand, I then pull the covers back, getting ready to slide into Nina’s comfy bed when I feel the nozzle of a gun press into my side.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing,” Nina questions.

“I can’t sleep on that couch, so I thought I would come to where its most comfortable. I’m really getting tired of you pulling guns on me,” I reply.

Nina pushes the gun deeper into my side. “And I’m really tired of you invading my space! I have two other vacant bedrooms here, you couldn’t go to one of those before trying to slither yourself into mine?”

“First of all, I didn’t seek out the other bedrooms. Second, why would I when I knew you were in here?”

Nina raises the cover over her tank topped cover skin with her free hand. “You are already in my house, not by my invitation might I remind you, so I suggest you go to one of the other rooms.”

Sitting on the side of the bed because Nina and I both know she won’t shoot me, I pull my wife beater over my head, then toss it on the foot of the bed.

“I’m tired and I want to go to sleep. Put the gun down and scoot over. I’ll stay on my side of the bed and you stay on yours, no harm no foul.”

I look over my shoulder at her. Nina gives me the evil eye before rolling her eyes upward, then removing the gun from my side. She scoots to the edge of the bed, then slides the gun under her pillow, never removing her hand.

“Is that really necessary,” I sigh placing my lower half under the covers, then turn to face her as I lay my head on the soft pillows.

“It most certainly is, this way you won’t try any funny business,” Nina confirms, staring at me intently.

I chuckle as I turn to lay on my back. Funny business, yeah right. Before the sun comes up, I’ll have Nina moaning my name.

Thirty minutes later, Nina was in a deep slumber. So much for keeping her hand on the gun, because right now she’s laying on her side with her back to me.

Carefully, I slide up next to her. Her sweet scent arousing me as I drape my arm over her waist, drawing her into my body. It feels amazing having her nestled up against me. Nina stirs, murmuring in her sleep as she brushes her soft ass against my semi hard dick. I bite my bottom lip, stifling a moan.

“Balthazar,” she says just above a whisper.

My heart damn near skips a beat at knowing she is thinking of me in her sleep. Nina still wanted me just as much as I still want her. Placing my hand on her hip, I swivel my pelvis, grinding into her as I sensuously kiss her neck. Nina begins to press her ass into me, still whispering my name.

“I’m right here, baby. I’m right here,” I whisper back, flatting my palm on her stomach. Nina shudders in my arms as I slip my hand under her tank top, then caress her soft skin. “Do you want me, Nina?” I trace a circle around her navel, then skim my fingers down to her heated center, sliding them between her legs. The soaked center of her boy shorts greets me, causing me to groan. Nina gasps as I gently pinch her pussy lips. “Do you want me to scratch that itch for you, Nina?”

Her head moves up and down on the pillow as she lets out a low moan.

“Then I need you to open those pretty legs for me,” I instruct.

As Nina timidly raises her right leg, I take hold of it, draping it over my thigh. Now with full access to her honey pot, I rip the crouch of her shorts, then spread her pussy lips. Sounds of pleasure escape her as I begin to rub her swollen clit in a circular motion, while grinding my rock hard dick into her backside. Nina grips my hand as I apply pressure, then tickle her wet opening. I bite her shoulder as I slip one finger in, then two. Her walls tightening around them every time I pull back. Nina surprises me when she lets my hand go, then reaches between us, grabbing a hold of my dick. My eyes slam shut as she begins to stroke it up and down through my boxers. Fuck!

Our moans begin to fill the room. Not able to take any more of the preamble to what we both knew was coming, I whisper in her ear, “Take him out.”

I scoot back just enough for Nina to pull my dick out. Removing my finger from her tight hole, I tell her, “Put him in.”

Nina brings her hand back to the front of us, then grips my member again. She strokes it a few more times, using her thumb to spread the bead of precum over the head, causing me to nip at her shoulder harder. When she lowers the head to her opening, I surge forward, wanting, needing to be buried deep inside of her.

Nina let’s out a cry of ecstasy as I give it to her good. I pound her pussy deep and hard, letting her know, no other man will be scratching anymore itches for her! This is my pussy now!

Hooking my arm under her knee, I spread her leg wider. “Fuck,” I moan as she squeezes my shaft with her muscles.

“Oh my God, Balthazar,” Nina coos as her hand goes to her clit. Together we’re giving her double stimulation and the shit is hot as fuck.

Suddenly, I pull out causing Nina to whimper at the loss. I roll her over onto her back, then climb between her legs, lowering my body over her. Nina places her palm on my cheek as she stares up at me. “Are you giving me this night only,” she whispers.

I thrust into her before grunting, “I’m giving you every night for the rest of our lives.”

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