Fruits! Fucking fruits!
It's like art class all over again. Wait...this is an art class.
It was an art class with tattooed handsome goodness standing in front.
Well, this I can live with.
I started to paint. Sketching my outlines slow then fast, strong strokes keeping my sketch composition proportional.
I could feel him behind me, saying nothing. His warmth hovers on top of me. I closed my eyes for a moment then sighed. He lowered himself, put his tattooed palm on my shoulder and his lips lingered beside my ear.
"Beautiful, nice strong strokes, powerful arch, keep it up, Nicolette." He left me abruptly, his deep voice made me sighed.
Deep breath woman! You can do this! Just paint the fucking fruits!
You can fuck the tattooed handsome goodness later on!
Wait what??
"Nicolette honey, would you please come with me," Laura called me out of my own thoughts.
I walked out of the room, following her to the empty common room. She looked tense, worried like something really bothered her mind.
Did she know about me kissing Brenton? Oh my, was it Collin, did he finally decide to see me? I paled right away, my eyes were searching every corner of the room for his features. My heart beats a thousand times faster, I started to grip my own hands. I could feel cold sweat trickled down my forehead.
Laura came to me and hugged me. "My child it's okay, he's not here." I shed my tears sobbing on her shoulder.
"I wanted to inform you, that the police called me a couple of minutes earlier. Said that your husband was involved in a car accident and he died, while the paramedics were trying to get him to the hospital." She calmed me down.
She seated me down. Kept on hugging me. Stroking my hair, kissing my temple. "Shhh... everything will be okay now, Nicolette. He's gone. You're strong. Everything will be okay."
I just sat there, not knowing how to react to the news. My tears kept on falling. I felt relieved, sad, and empty, mostly empty.
Who am I? now that he's gone. I'm no body's. What's my purpose in life now?
I started to get up and went to my room. Laura let me go, but I could feel her looking at me from the sofa.
I closed my room, heading for my bed as I laid my body in a cocoon, and rocked my self. I tried to remember the early days of our marriage, where we loved each other. He has gone now, I couldn't even keep him alive. My husband, whom I loved once. Maybe he would still be alive if he had not met me. I killed him, just as I killed our marriage.
I could feel strong arms, taking me to his embrace. I opened my eyes seeing his tattooed arms circling my body, holding me close to him. He didn't say anything, just kept on holding me to his chest, stroking my hair. Taking my head, cupping my face looking into my eyes, and kissed my temple. Then took my face to rest on the crook of his neck, while he was resting his jaw on my head, taking me in closer to his embrace.
I started feeling his warmth, as I moved my arm trailing to his body. Feeling the contour of his abs, to his chest, to his nipples, his pierced nipples. Which made me stopped and looked at him. He arched his eyebrow at me. Not saying anything, he placed his hand above mine. Nudging me to touch him from under his shirt, to his pierced nipple making him moaned my name.
"Nicolette, damn...we shouldn't be doing this. But it feels so good. More Nikki." He grunted, cupped my face with his other hand, and crushed his lips with mine, opening my mouth pushing his tongue in me, as we moaned simultaneously.
I've never felt this good, in my entire life with a man. He was so fucking good at this.
"We're not going to fuck Nicolette, not yet, not today. I'm just going to help you forget okay? Let me help you forget." He told me, as he hovered on top of me, pulling off his shirt, revealing all his tattooed goodness chest.
I whimpered under him, moaning as he trailed his kisses lower to my neck. Slithering his hand under my blouse, quickly unclasping my bra and stroking my nipple. "Beautiful, Nicolette just like the rest of you." He grabbed the end of my blouse and peeled it off of me, and started licking and sucking me. Making me arched my back, offering him more.
"So good, more Brent. Touch me please." That was all it took, as he grabbed both of my wrists, and put them roughly above my head.
"Shit Nikki, I need to do this gently. You need to stop telling me what to do." I could feel his needs, making me wanted him more.
He started nibbling on my neck, as his other hand was trailing to my sex. Causing me to moaned in anticipation. Until he dipped his finger in me, feeling my wetness. I could feel him smiling. "You're so wet for me Nicolette. I need you to relax for me, Nikki." Feeling overwhelmed, I immediately sit up.
"Shit! I'm so sorry Brenton, I can't do this. I don't think I can do this. I'm never good at this. Collin told me so." I wiped my tears away, blushing as I was seeing my naked chest, and tried to covered it up with my hands.
He looked mad at me, as he roughly took my hand to his groin, feeling his bulge. "This is how hard you make me Nicolette. You're beautiful to me, no matter what anybody says. You can do this. I will make you come, Nikki. We're not stopping until you come."
He kissed the traces of my tears and pushed me back down to the bed. He went down on me slowly now. Taking his time as he slipped his finger in me while licking and sucking my nipples. I moaned and chanted his name over and over again. Feeling like I was getting higher and higher but I was afraid to fall. "I can't Brent, please." But he would not listen to me, as he added another finger pushing in and out of me, stretching me.
"So tight Nicolette, don't think about it just look at me, relax and kiss me. Like that Nikki, move your hips, fuck my fingers." I kept on getting closer and closer, I never know I could even get this close until I was torn, as I bucked my hips wildly in his hand.
"Fuck! What happened to me? It's so good." I sighed coming down from my bliss.
"That was your very first orgasm, but definitely not your last. Nicolette." He told me as I relaxed in his arm. He kissed my forehead, and help me pulled my blouse back on, and covered my body with my blanket.
"Try to sleep now, Nikki. I will tell Laura, not to bother you for a couple of hours."
Dr. Raynes called me to his office the next day. "Morning, Mrs. Buford. First of all, we would like to give you our condolences. I'm very sorry for your loss. Please have a seat." He told me, pulling a chair for me to sit. He waited until I was seated, then he continued."I'm not sure if your lawyer has been in touch with you or not. If not we will facilitate your meeting, and contact him for you. We will make sure, everything goes as smoothly as possible. In a couple of days, we will transfer you back to your home." He told me, while he was shuffling my files on his desk."But be sure that we will still available for you, for further consultation. Laura will assist you, Mrs. Buford. Again, we're sorry for your loss." He explained to me, another technicality but I was already tuned out by then.My head was already doing weird thinking, I was ready to fall back to my corner when Laura assisted me to get up, and we went back
Two days later I was back home. Ian, my lawyer was at the hospital previously to assist me with the paperwork for them. Then when we got home, Regan his daughter was there waiting for us.He asked previously, was it okay if Regan joined us. He said that she has been asking about me. We used to be really close in college, but after Collin, we just drifted apart."Nicolette, hey how are you holding up? I'm sorry I haven't visited you. I'm just not sure about where we stand, since Collin. I should've fought harder for you when he told me things about you. God, I'm so sorry, Nic." She hugged me, it felt so nice to have her back."I miss you, Regan, I miss us, I miss having friends. It's not your fault Reg, look can we just move past everything and move on?" I hugged her back and wiped my tears away. Happy tears, for having my friend back."Thank you, Ian, thank you for bringing her back into my life." I hugged
I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning in my bed.Fuck! The bed! I need to change the bed.Before I knew it, all the memories came flooding, the betrayal, the hurt. I quickly got out of bed like it was on fire. Tears streaming down my face.Fuck it, woman! You're better than this. The fucker is dead!I kept on trying to hold my self up. Conversing with my self. But still couldn't do it. I needed someone. My hands were trembling. I reached for my phone, it slipped out of my grips a couple of times but I managed to call Brenton. Didn't know why I press his number. But I just wanted somebody to be here, not talking about it.He picked up, after a couple of rings."Nicolette? Are you okay?" His voice was heavy like he just woke up."Hey, Nicolette. Are you at the house?" He asked again since I hadn't answered his
I woke up, feeling the empty bed beside me. I stretched out my arms and legs, feeling the soreness between my legs.Oh my... it was definitely not a dream.Then I saw him seating on the other side of the room, with his sketchbook. Wearing nothing just his boxers. "Morning Brenton, what are you doing?" I smiled at him suddenly embarrassed, that I was still naked.I tried to find my clothes, but he threw me his shirt instead.Ok then...He came to me, giving me a cup of coffee. "Thank you." I grinned, sit myself up, and drank it."Finished your coffee. I want my breakfast after this." He said, and then threw his sketchbook, and got under the cover. His hands started to wander to my legs, slowly inching to my sex. I sipped my coffee, then set it aside to the bedside table."Need
"So, you want to check out the studio? I think you will like it. You can paint there also." He gently rubbed my arm."Why don't we start the day like normal people, and have breakfast first? Let's go, it's been a while since I prepare my own meal. You can sketch me cooking if you want?" I teased him."Anyway, I have a lunch date with Regan, we have so much to catch up. I think Collin said some hurtful things to her. About she's being gay, and he doesn't want me to stay friends with her. But I love her. She's part of my past. We used to be inseparable in college." I started to get up and wore his shirt again. He was looking amused at me now.I took my coffee and went to the kitchen, he followed behind me, after he put on his pants."Savory or sweet for the pancake?" I pulled out some flour and started mixing the batter. It had been a while, I missed doing this mundane stuff, around the house. It felt good t
I slipped off my flats, flopped my ass on the couch, and decided to text Brenton.Hey, I'm home now. Just got back. What are you doing?Hey, I'm not doing you for sure.Mmm... Yes, I miss you doing me.I'm still at a meeting with my agent, I thought you were still busy. I waited. But you didn't text.So you will come here afterward? You don't have to ask twice. Just wait for me okay.Will do. I'm gonna take a bath. Maybe I'll start doing myself without you? Damn, you shouldn't say things like that, I'm in a meeting.I know baby, that's why I'm enticing you. So you know exactly what I'm doing without you.I know, I'll regret this. But tell me, what are you doing to yourself?So you do want to know
I was reading a book, on my favorite nook in my dad's study. I used to sit hours here when I was little, waiting on him while he was working.Brenton left last night, said he was going to pick me up for breakfast this morning. Then we would go to his studio afterward. I sighed, as I had to go and get ready in a couple of minutes looking at the clock.I stepped out of my shower and decided to wear an ethnic dress, finished off with heels, and my oversized purse. He called and said that he was on the driveway already.Right on time."Morning Nicolette, beautiful as always." He got out of the car and opened the door for me. He buckled me in, teasing and touching me then gave me his kiss."Let's go Brenton, or we would end up upstairs if you don't drive." I giggled."As you wish beautiful. So, I was thinking we have breakfast first, then we go to my studio. You can lo
I honestly didn't know what this was. But I do know it was too damn fast for me. I was falling for him also. He knew it, though I didn't say anything back to him.We stayed in the studio the whole afternoon, ordered pizza for lunch, and had the leftover cake as our dessert. Then he left me alone for hours, reading on my new window ledge nook. While he sketched and painted me. I could see his movement as he painted.I rested my eyes and made some coffee, stopping by his side and gave him a hug. "Brenton, what time do you want to take me back?""Why don't you stay the night here?" He put his brush down, washed his hand, and joined me for coffee."But I didn't bring my stuff, I didn't wake up like this you know. I need my beauty products." I told him pouted."Let's just go to the mall. We do a quick shopping trip and a quick dash to the pharmacy also, need more condoms with our overzealous se