A Night In

Title: A Night In
Author: Sez
Rating: NC-17 for graphic sex.
Pairing: N/S
Summary: PWP. It’s their 6-month anniversary and Nick has a surprise for Sara. Assumes N/S relationship.
Disclaimer: Ok, I read this very long thing on copyrights so here goes with the new disclaimer. I don't own 'em. I don't make any money from them or own the copyright to 'em. And I used 'em without permission. I was just havin' some fun!
AN: Warning, this is NC-17, please don’t read if you are underage or don’t like reading this stuff. This is a PWP, i.e. piece without plot, so don’t expect a plot. And I live in New Zealand, so the deli is totally made up. Enjoy, and please review :) Special thanks to Brianna for betaing, luv ya sweets!

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“Nick, are you home?” I called out, throwing my keys on the sideboard and shrugging out of my jacket.

“In here.” He called. I followed the sound of his voice to the kitchen/dining room. My eyes widened in surprise as I entered.

“Wow, did you do all this?” Nick had set the table with the best cutlery and plates. Rose petals were strewn around the table and my grandmother’s silver candlesticks were set in the middle, two red candles giving a soft glow to the room. Nick got up from one of the chairs and came over to me. I noticed he was wearing my favourite shirt and pants. The ones that showed off all his nicely defined muscles and made me weak at the knees.

“Happy Anniversary Sara.” He gave me a single red rose, and a small gift.

“Happy Anniversary Nick, it’s beautiful.” I smiled up at him and kissed him tenderly. I had already given him a present this morning, a new pair of Dallas Mavericks boxers and a book on ornithology, a hobby few people knew about.

“Open it.” He encouraged, gesturing the box. I removed the ribbon and undid the wrapping. I took the lid off the box, revealing a delicate silver filigree pendant on a silver chain.

“Nick, it’s gorgeous,” I breathed. He took it out of the box and placed it around my neck.

“Not nearly as gorgeous as you.” He said, causing me to blush at his compliment.

“Thank you. I love it.” I said before kissing him again. We broke apart when the need for air became too great.

“Come on, the food will be getting cold” Nick said, leading me over to the table.

“Did you cook?” I asked, looking at him suspiciously.

“No I didn’t, thank you very much. But for that I might just go make you something instead.” He replied in his best ‘I’m offended’ voice. I chuckled at him as he got two covered plates out of the oven and brought them over.

“I’m sorry. But you know you aren’t exactly Jamie Oliver in the kitchen.” He sat down across from me.

“I’ll have you know I am a very good cook. Occasionally.” I snorted.

“If it’s cheese on toast.” I said trying hard not to laugh.

“I can do other things!” Nick protested, “I just need a good recipe, that’s all. Now be quiet and appreciate the meal I have bought for you.” He said smiling as he filled our wine glasses.

“Sorry. Right, so what did you, uh, buy for me?” I couldn’t help but be a little suspicious of the covered plate.

“To start, a vegetarian spinach and feta pastry with fresh roasted vegetables” He replied, removing the lid “and for dessert, double chocolate praline ice cream with warm chocolate brownie. All courtesy of everyone’s favourite deli, Mike’s Delights.”

“Wow. This is great, thank you Nick. This is perfect.”

“Anything for you, my darling.” He drawled with his irresistible accent. We began eating, not wanting the food to get cold.

“What did you get?” I asked between bites.

“Same as you. I figured one vegetarian meal wasn’t going to kill me. Besides, it’s actually pretty good.” I smiled; I thought it was very sweet of him to give up meat for one meal. Typical Texan gentleman I thought.

After dinner, we sat down on the couch and I snuggled into Nick, his arm around my shoulders.

“Thank you Nick. That was a wonderful anniversary present.”

“Your welcome. I’m glad you liked it.” He placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head up for kiss. It started out slow, lips brushing together lightly, sending sparks of electricity down my spine. Our passion grew and our lips crushed together, desperate to taste each other. I felt Nick’s tongue brush my lips, asking for entrance. I readily opened my mouth and allowed him access. Our hands began exploring; I reached under Nick’s shirt feeling his strong muscles. I tugged at the shirt pulling it up until Nick broke the kiss and tossed it in the corner. Immediately his mouth was back on mine, devouring me and arousing me at the same time. His hand caressed my sides and up to my breasts, kneading them through my shirt. I ran my hands all over his back and around the front to his stomach. I undid his belt and fly and started tugging his pants off, eager to lose the barriers between us. He broke the kiss and stood up to remove them.
“I think we should take this to the bedroom.” I nodded in agreement and got up and moved down the hall, kissing as much of him as I could reach. Wanting to taste as much of him as I could. We reached the edge of the bed and I pushed Nick down on to it. I reached down and removed his boxers, the new Mavericks ones I noted, and stood back, admiring the sight of his already impressive erection.

“You’re wearing too many clothes Sidle,” he growled from his place on the bed. I smiled saucily at him and indicated he move up the bed. Nick lay back on the bed and waited for me to undress. I started off slowly, intending to prolong his torture. I undid the buttons on my shirt one at a time, revealing the black lacy bra I had chosen to wear. I gave a little shimmy and shrugged the shirt off my shoulders. Nick swallowed hard; I could tell my little strip tease was arousing him further. I took my time unzipping my jeans. I hooked my fingers in the waistband and slowly moved them down over my hips. I started swaying my hips; performing a sort of erotic strip dance that even Catherine would have been proud of. As the jeans finally came off I ran my hands over myself as I stood back up. I turned my back on Nick, who was quite obviously having trouble restraining himself, and glanced sultrily over my shoulder as I undid the clasp of my bra. I let it fall to the floor, and then covered my breasts with my hands before turning back around. I ran my hands over my chest, teasing Nick, before finally taking my panties off.

“You are so beautiful Sara.” Nick managed to enunciate a few words as I climbed on top of him, knees either side of his hips, his hard, throbbing cock prodding my belly as I leaned over him to kiss him.

“You’re not so bad yourself Stokes. I think the rumours may not have been doing you justice” I grinned cheekily at him then glanced down at his engorged penis. He looked shocked for a moment but quickly regained his composure.

“Well, you know what they say. It’s always bigger in real life.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at me and I couldn’t help but giggle. He reached up and captured my mouth in another searing kiss. His tongue danced along my lips, begging for entry. I opened my mouth to him and his tongue began probing and duelling with mine. I moaned into his mouth, loving the sensations he was creating. I could feel myself becoming more aroused, a definite damp feeling between my thighs. Nick rolled us over and it was his turn to sit back and look at me, desire clear in his eyes.

“You should really stop staring Nick. It’s rude,” I said with a smirk.

“I’m only staring cause your gorgeous” he replied. He leaned over and kissed me again, slowly, sensually. I couldn’t believe how wet I was getting, just from his kisses. He started to kiss his way down my neck, light, teasing kisses. He reached my collarbone and sucked at the hollow there. Yep, that was gonna be a mighty hickey tomorrow, I thought. He continued to kiss his way across my chest, his hands dancing lightly across my arms and down my sides. His touch was electrifying; I writhed beneath him, thrusting my chest up, beg fog for more. He took the hint and started playing with my breasts. He fondled my left breast in his hand, rolling and tweaking the nipple, while his mouth sucked on the other.

“God that feels so good Nick.” I moaned and ran my hands through his hair, encouraging him further. He continued to play with my nipple, lightly nipping it, and then stroking it with his tongue. He switched sides and repeated his ministrations on the other breast. He nipped again and my hips bucked beneath him. Nick kissed his way along the groove to the middle of my chest. He spent some time lavishing attention to the freckle I had in the middle my cleavage, licking and kissing it, before moving further down my body. His hands skimmed down my sides and caressed my thighs. Nick placed gentle kisses along the top of one thigh, then up the other one. He moved round and kissed the inside of my thighs, up and down, creating a pleasurable torture. I whimpered as he moved his mouth closer to my aching clit.

“Please Nick.” I begged him to kiss me there; he readily complied and placed his mouth on me, lapping at my juices. His tongue found my clit and began stroking it, twirling his tongue randomly, stimulating me even more. I spread my legs further to give him better access, he moved one hand up and gently pushed one finger inside my channel. My hips bucked into him and I gripped the bed sheets tightly. He moved his finger gently in and out, adding to the affect of his tongue. I could feel my orgasm approaching and thrust my pelvis up further to increase the pressure of Nick’s touch. He could sense I was close and sucked harder on my clit with his mouth. A second finger joined the first, creating a divine sensation within. My internal muscles started to clench around his fingers, sending ripples of pleasure up my spine. Nick moved them a little faster and with one final stroke of his tongue I came. I lolled my head back as Nick watched me ride out my orgasm, his fingers still inside me. Waves of pleasure washed through me and I slowly came back from oblivion.

“Wow.” I said, a little breathless. “I mean, wow.” Nick smiled, obviously pleased with himself.

’re ’re beautiful when you come” He said as he removed his fingers and moved back up to kiss me.

“I bet you say that to all the girls” I joked, grinning at him.

“Nope.” He replied seriously, “Only the one I love.” I smiled back at him.

“I love you too.” We kissed passionately, tongues exploring each other, dancing around each other. I reached between us and began to stroke Nick’s throbbing penis in time with our kiss. I hit a particularly sensitive spot and Nick jerked back. He broke the kiss and looked down at me, eyes darkened with desire.

“Keep that up Sara and this will end in embarrassment” He muttered, his breath short. I smirked up at him.

“A bit sensitive are we Mr. Stokes?” I asked cheekily, stroking his cheek.

“Only when you do that.” He muttered, kissing me again. Our hands roamed over each other, I loved the feel of his strong back muscles, my hands running down his length to cup his butt cheeks.

“Nick, I need you in me now.” I moaned as he kissed me again, thrusting his tongue in my mouth, toying with my lips. He grunted in reply and quickly positioned himself at my entrance. In one quick thrust he was in, burying himself deep in my depths.
“Oh god, Sara” I smiled and captured his lips again in a mind blowing kiss. Slowly Nick started to move, pushing in as far as he could go, then slowly withdrawing almost completely. We moved in unison, my hips thrusting up to meet him as he moved within me. His hard length penetrated me to my core, rubbing my g-spot with every stroke. He dipped his head and sucked gently on one nipple, caressing his tongue over it, and then lightly nipping it before moving to the other and doing the same to that side. I moaned and arched my back up to him.
“You feel so good Sar. So wet.” He moaned as I grabbed his butt and pushed him deeper inside me.
“God, yes Nick, don’t stop.” Our movements became faster, more frenzied as he pounded into me, his strokes becoming shorter.
“Faster, please Nick, harder.” I groaned, my head thrashing, hands entwined in his hair. I could feel he was close. He reached down with one hand and started rubbing my clit. He thrust harder and faster, less coordinated and he circled my clit furiously. My internal muscles started to clench, then I was falling over the edge, my orgasm triggering his own release. He gave one final thrust and his hot juices flowed into me. He collapsed on top of me, placing butterfly kisses all over my face. We gently rolled over so we were on our sides facing each other, neither of us wanting to break our connection.

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world Sara. I love you.” He said, caressing my cheek.

“I love you too Nick. That was amazing.” We lay there, content in each other’s arms. I shifted carefully until we were spooned up, Nick’s arms encircling my waist. He kissed my neck and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Night Sara.” He whispered. I relaxed against his chest and murmured “Good night” as we fell asleep in peaceful bliss.


Finito

Sorry about the ending, I can never seem to write a decent ending. Please send feedback, it inspires me to write more. :)