Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie

Part 3

There is sex in this chapter.

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 I awoke to someones hand on my back, I lifted my head off the table.

"Huh?"  I looked up to see Nick standing over me.  I blinked at the bright lights.

"Shift's over, want to get out of here?"  He asked.  I nodded slowly, going to empty my cup and wash it.

"Yeah.  How long was I asleep?"  I looked back at him, squinting slightly, my eyes still getting used to the light.

"Greg says about four hours ago," Nick replied.

"He should have woken me," I said. 

"You probably needed the sleep," he told me.  I nodded, he was wearing a leather jacket and he had my jacket in his hand and helped me into it.  We walked out to his car together.  He unlocked his car and we both got in.

"I let Sara know you'd be coming home with me," he looked across at me.

"What?!"  I stared at him.

"I just want to make sure that you're okay.  Is that so bad?"  He asked, putting the key in the ignition and starting the car.

"No..." I looked across at him.

"Thank you," I smiled a little.  He grinned back, pulling out of the parking lot.

"I want to do it," he said.  He drove on and there was silence again.  We were getting close to his place.  I'd never been there before now.

"It's just..." I shrugged, blushing a little. 

"I've never actually...you know..." I trailed off again.  His attention was on the road.

"Never actually what?"  He spared a glance at me at a red light.  After a moment of silence and I blushing a lot more.

"Never been with anyone...that way..." I was looking out the front window, wondering if he was going to change his mind and drop me back and mine and Sara's apartment.  He pulled into his driveway and stopped the car, we got out and at the front door he eventually looked at me.

"I don't see the problem.  I meant what I said before," he pushed the door open and ushered me in ahead of him.

"When you said what?"  I asked.  He closed the door softly, took his jacket off and hung it up, i did the same.  He led me into the living room and over to the couch where we sat down.  He kept his eyes on mine.

"I love you, those aren't just words I'm saying to get something.  I mean them, it's how I feel about you," his voice was gentle.  I sighed, looking away from him and nodded.

"Ok..." I said.  He put a hand on my cheek, turned my face back to look at him.

"Look at me, please.  Why do you have to do that?  Shut me out that way?"  He asked.  I sighed, shook my head.  Then I leaned in to kiss him.  He was surprised at first, but kissed me back after a moment.  His hand caressed my cheek, I kept kissing him, my hands resting on his shoulders and down his arms as I moved to straddle him.  I ran my hand over his chest, he pushed his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth, diving my own tongue into his.  One of his hands moved up my back under the tshirt I wore, the other grabbed my ass, squeezing gently.  I moaned against his mouth, nipping his tongue.  He pulled away from me after a moment, looking up into my eyes.

"I don't want to push you into something you're not ready for," he told me.  I shook my head, smiling and kissed him hard.

"I want to be with you," I said.  He smiled up at me, resting his hands on my waist.

"Just wanted to be sure," he said.

"I'm sure," I kissed him again, sliding my tongue into his mouth.  His hands tugged at the bottom of my tshirt insistantly, I helpd him pull it off.  Showing of my very unsexy sports bra.  The way he was looking in the direction of my chest made me blush.

"Sorry...I wasn't expecting-" I was saying.  He ran his fingers along a scar on my side, a little below my bra.

"What's this?"  He asked, looking up at me.  I shook my head, putting my hand over his.

"It's not important," I said, kissing him again before pulling back a little, his hands moved to my waist, looking up at me.

"You're beautiful," he said.  I blushed a little and looked away from him.

"You are..." he moved one hand to my cheek moving my face back to look at him.  I smiled a little.

"Thank you," I said, moving to unbutton the shirt he wore.  He struggled briefly with the clasp of my bra before getting it open and I let him slide the straps down my arm and off.  I blushed brightly again, covering my chest with my arms.  Nick stopped, looking up at me again.

"You've never done this before, have you?"  He asked quietly.  I shook my head in answer.

"Not exactly," I replied.

"What about...y'know...masturbating?"  He was watching me carefully.  I blushed even more.

"Is it that obvious?"  I asked.  He gave me a small smile, leaning up to kiss me.

"Just a little...do you mind telling me why?"  He asked.  I looked away from him.

"I...have my reasons...maybe someday I'll tell you..." I replied, turning to look back at him.

"I know there are things you aren't telling me...I want to know what they are, but I can wait until you're ready to talk," he told me.  I smiled a little, kissed him.

"Thank you," I kissed him some more.  He reached from one of my breasts, running his thump lightly over the nipple, his mouth descending on the other breast, to nip gently at that nipple.  I gasped and let out a moan.  I pulled at his shirt, fumbling to get the last buttons open, nipping and sucking at his throat as I did so.  Nick's breathing picked up, his other hand stroking at my crotch through my jeans.  I scratched lightly at his chest, humping his hand automatically.  My fingers shook as I unbuttoned his jeans, sliding my hand inside them to rub his cock.  He moaned, opening the fly on my jeans and trying to push them down my waist a little.  After a moment I pulled away, standing up in fron of him, Nick sat forward, hands going back to the waist of my jeas and he pushed them down my legs along with my panties.  He stood in front of me, taking off his own pants and boxers, hands reaching down to grip my ass, I pressied up against him.  He looked down at me.

"Nervous?"  He asked.

"Only a little..." I replied.  He took my hand, led me back into his bedroom, I laid back on it, pulling him down on top of me.

"You don't have to be," he leaned down and kissed me.  I smiled and nodded.

"I know," I let out a moan as his hand moved between my thighs again, stroking gently.  I stroked his hardening cock a little faster in response.  Nick kissed his way down my body, his tongue darted between my legs, licking at my clit.  I let out a surprised squeak.

"What are you doing?!"  I asked.  He smiled up at me, resting one hand on my thigh.

"I want to taste you.  Relax...you'll like it, I promise..." Nick replied.  I nodded, trying to relax back against the pillow, he licked all over my pussy.  I gasped and squirmed on the bed.

"Do you like that?"  He asked, pausing in his ministrations to look up at me.  I nodded, breathing a little hard.

"Uh huh..." I glanced down at him.  He grinned, started licking me again, nipping at my clit occasionally.  Then he pressed a finger inside of me.

"Ahh..." I couldn't help the sound I made, my back arched off the bed.  He was moving his finger inside me, in and out slowly as he sucked my pussy.  I gripped the sheets with both hands.

"Fuck..." I could feel something build inside me like a wave of pleasure and of course because I'd never actually has an orgasm before I had no idea what it was.  Nick added a second finger, moving them faster inside me, nipping harder at my clit.

"I can't..." then I cried out as I came hard, my whole body tensed up.  After a moment I relaxed back on the bed.  He moved back up the bed to me.

"I see you enjoyed that," he smiled down at him.

"Mmmhmm..." it seemed my brain wasn't going to let me form proper words yet.  I moved my hand to rest on his hip.

"Yes, I did," I smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

"But I want you in me now," I informed him, I kissed him again.

"Slow or fast?"  Nick asked me.  I shrugged, grinned at him.

"Pick one," I told him.  He gently pushed me back against the pillow, moving in between my legs, I watched him stroke himself a few times, grab something from the nightstand and tore open the packet on the condom before carefully putting it on himsef, then he against me.  I had my hands on his waist again and my fingernails dug into him as he pushed all the way inside me in one quick thrust, then rested like that until I was used to the feeling.  I was the one who started moving under him, my legs either side of his.  We moved slowly at first, trying to get in sync with each other and when we did it felt amazing.  I shifted my hands to his ass, gripping it tightly.  Nick was resting most of his weight on his arms either side of my head.  He thrust deeply, but I could tell he was also being careful not to hurt me.  I leaned up to kiss him a few times, and could feel how fast he was breathing.  He slowed down his movement.

"Want to make this last..." he explained, a little breathless.  I smiled up at him.

"So do I," I kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth, nipping his tongue as he slid his into my mouth.  He sped up again.

"At least for a few moments," he added, smiling down at him.  I moaned, nodding in agreement.  He moved inside me even faster.

"Oh...god..." I could feel myself getting close to another orgasm.  So was Nick, after a few moment he gasped and his body shook a little, signaling his orgasm and I came soon after he did.  He was breathing hard, as he slowly pulled out of me, moving to lay next to me.

"That was great," he kissed my cheek.  I grinned at him.

"Yes, it was,"

"I love you," he said.  I sighed, closed my eyes for a moment.

"What?  It's true...look, I know for whatever reason you can't say it...at least not yet, I can live with that," he told me.  I nodded, after a moment smiled at him again.

"Going to do that again?"  I asked.  He laughed quietly.

"Maybe after a little rest," he replied, moving behind me.

Spooning is also 'great'.